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Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 1 of Day by Day] Grandchild Child of my child Heart of my heart Your smile bridges the years between us - I am young again discovering the world through your eyes. You have the time to listen and I have the time to spend Delighted to gaze at familiar loved features, made new to in your eyes again. Through you, I'll see the future. Through me, you'll know the past. In the present we'll love one another As long as these moments shall last. - Perfect pleasures Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 4) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/66d3157b91e4c38a3ff75e5a36547f60.jpg 60179f03495d42fe3f1098d7dff75c56 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 2 of Day by Day] Preface Many of us in our lifetime have been a part of, or know of, a 5-generation family because it represents a span of about 80 years. We have had 8 generations of our family living since the early 1900's to now. If all the grandparents back to 1750 were still living you would have several million grandmas and grandpas and wouldn't that be a pretty kettle of fish. Talk about being spoiled! Of course, you have only a few grandparents living EXCEPT - you have little bits and pieces of all these other grandparents in you. and that is what sets you apart as unique. Perhaps one of you got grandpa's red hair, or grandma's blue eyes, or a mind for math, a dread disease, a gimpy knee. Thank, or blame, your ancestors. I want to begin by honoring your grandparents by writing what I know, or have heard about them. I will then tell of my married life from my perception, taking it up to the time our children were married. From there you will have to have them write their history for you. I hope you'll enjoy my reflections on childhood, marriage, work, joys and sorrow of what, looking back, seems a long, long time. .2. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 5) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6a894b1bbdc7fe24c056c6d35ade8a07.jpg 96b5013bcb8119adf07e00b8b98d57b0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 6] [corresponds to page 3 of Day by Day] The Family Tree Great-Great-Great- Grandparents Mrs. Dixon ? ? ? Mary J. Covert Davidson Thomas Davidson Great -Great Grandparents Middleton and Sarah Day William and Mary Glenn Annie C. Davidson Cline Spencer and Maggie Cowell Great Grandparents Truman and Katie Day Cliff and Maye Davidson Grandparents Wendell and Doris Davidson Day (PaBee) and (Bee) .3. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 6) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/76814c7fb82d9347aad351e15f555cc8.jpg 8b73ed7c046dadb041063b8d65a1ba59 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 4 of Day by Day] I grew up thinking that I only had two sets of grandparents. Mom and Dad had never mentioned having any grandparents, so I guess I assumed that older people didn't have any. As I grew older and learned about ancestors, I did ask a few questions but received no answers that helped so it was stored away some where in my brain never to be thought of again. We were down at Grandma Clines one day in 1940 for a family dinner when something came up about grandparents and Grandma quite casually remarked that her former mother-in-law was still living. We were shocked, amazed and questioning at the announcement. Perhaps stunned is a better word - after all I was 23 with 2 children of my own and I had never heard one word about her. Great-Great-Great-grandmother Dixon with Shirley, Terry, Joan [photo] Immediately we all decided we would like to meet her, and Grandma made the arrangements for us to go to Jericho. How it was accomplished I do not know - I don't believe Grandma had spoken to Mrs. Dixon since the divorce 40 years before. Anyway, one Sunday morning several carloads of .4. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 7) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d66d3525a933416a3e95b50df98d6d0.jpg 1b06f4257313f180ad5c2cfee2d18286 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 5 of Day by Day] Davidsons (who should have been Dixons - explanation later,) set sail for Jericho in southeastern Ohio. She was there to greet us when we arrived - a small, frail woman, very quiet and bearing a not- very-welcoming look. There were no hugs, kisses or even an intimation of being glad to see us. We were not invited into the house, all the conversations took part in the yard where where we finally posed for a 5-generation picture. Five generations: Kathleen Davidson, Leland Davidson, Grandmother Doris Day, Great-Great-Great Grandmother Dixon, Great Great Grandmother Cline, Great-Grandfather Cliff Davidson holding Virginia Davidson Front: Shirley Day, Terry Day Roland Davidson holding Joan Davidson and Wendell Davidson. [photo] It was so awkward and I was so embarrassed for Dad (she didn't even welcome him) that all I wanted was OUT. We left with no thought of returning and no invitation to return, and I never thought of her again until I began writing this little history. Now I wonder - was she quiet and reserved because it was her natural way? Did she resent us being there: if so, why did she agree to the meeting? Was it because she realized, and could not cope with, the fact of how much human contact .5. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 8) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/831fcd74e1ef451d89e83ae9d7787424.jpg 8c6c0b2a75c3d835eddb21e38c850c9c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 6 of Day by Day] she had denied herself or been denied by someone else? Whatever the reasons, we left and never contacted her again - nor did she contact us. Great-Great Grandparents My great-great-great grandmother Covert, of the same generation as Mrs. Dixon, lived with my Grandma Cline after she moved to Galena. She had helped Grandma for several years when Grandma boarded river workers. Great-Great-Great=Grandmother Mary J. Covert Davidson [photo] Grandma Cline was divorced in 1899 from the father of her two young sons, Floyd and Clifford. Her husband had left and never returned, leaving her to raise the boys alone in an impoverished section of Ohio. Grandma was a large handsome woman with great coloring, snapping brown eyes, intelligent, very independent and a caring - but not loving- grandmother. she was extremely neat, a wonderful cook and one of her chief pleasures was to host a family dinner for about 50 people consisting of her son and his family, 3 stepchildren and their families and her son with her second marriage. She enjoyed church and always dressed in her "good black dress" wearing a string of black beads. She was a soprano who often sang solos for funerals. She asked very little for herself and even today I could draw a picture of house with every stick of furniture because she never bought anything new. .6. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 9) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/075382e61d26741394ec40476b61915b.jpg df51c3c5549e7af5b11e4aedd07581d9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 7 of Day by Day] Grandma and I were always at odds. It stemmed from a visit our family had made in Woodsfield. she rode with us. I was less than 4 years old and the trip was tiring me when she began to hassle me, each of us getting more and more argumentative as the trip went on. Finally we arrived and things had quieted down when suddenly she began telling the host what a "brat" I had been. I had had it and dredging up from heavens knows where, I pulled out a few choice words and let it be be known that I wanted her to "leave me alone." Great-Great-Grandfather William Dixon [photo] I remember Dad pulling me up by one arm, grabbing a light with the other, and taking me to the basement where I got the whipping of my life. I thought at the time that was highly unfair. Older people sometimes used these same words when they were very angry and they seemed to achieve the desired results; mine didn't. Never having used a swear word before, I decided I needed more practice. Needless to say, Grandma was not impressed with me, and it gave just one more reason to favor my sister over me and influenced her family to do the same. My chief source of comfort as a child, other than books, was my Grandma Cowell who loved me unconditionally and I returned that love. I spent a lot of time there as a child because she had the kind of house a kid enjoys - boxes of buttons, lacy .7. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 10) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5233adae10153f343a1cc8bd0ed9566f.jpg 108e1b4884a95734306f81cf90272979 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 8 of Day by Day] 3-D valentines and calendars, a coffee mill which we used to grind the coffee, a deep featherbed you could bury yourself in, magazines by the the score, and the kind of food we liked - coffee and crackers for breakfast ! DEE-LICIOUS, even though the coffee was so strong it could have walked to the table. Outdoors, it was just as fascinating. She grew a huge rambler rose which covered the fence and which was an attraction to everyone going by, especially, it seemed, to the gypsies who came every summer. She had a henhouse full of chickens, some of them setting hens which were hatching chicks, duck with broods of ducklings, a peahen, banty roosters and noisy guineas. It was an experience to gather eggs - you never knew which fowl was going to guard whose eggs. There was also the most accessible haymow I ever saw and it was here we played when the fragrant hay was first mowed and here where we looked for "stray' nests of eggs. Grandpa Cowell was very quiet, curt to the point of rudeness but I knew he was sick and I excused a lot just to be with Grandma. He was a severe asthmatic who was not able to sleep at night except in a reclining chair or on a fainting couch. Even then, we would hear him up many times at night trying to find something to help him breathe. It was at Grandma's that I first heard 2 sounds that always made me think of loneliness- the sound of the old train whistle as it went through Condit and the ticking of her Seth Thomas clock. Wendell's grandparents were William and Mary Glenn and Middleton and Sarah Day. He knew none of them. His grandmother died when Katie was quite small and she was raised by Abe and Della McKenney. The McKenneys lived in a neat little .8. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 11) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/51b3441b8c3faa0a0af156342b3c162c.jpg 02f6d22f80653fa19ab3fe073d43a63e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 8 of Day by Day] house in Newark. Uncle Abe raised produce for the Newark markets and Aunt Della was a housekeeper, immaculate, always in a dark dress with a crisp white apron. Middleton Day Great-Great-Grandfather [photo] Middleton Day was a prominent farmer in Trenton Township and Sarah kept up with him until she became desperately ill with "brain fever" and was given no hope of recovery. The family could not lose "dear Mother Day" and they prayed long, hard for her recovery. You remember the old saying "be careful what you pray for, your prayers might be answered." Well they were answered. Sarah recovered and became a a source of great embarrassment to the family. We think now that she probably had encephalitis and the disease damaged her brain for many of her actions from then on were on the weird side. I had on neighbor tell me that she used to put the chamber pot upside down on her head to go visiting the neighbors. Great Grandparents Pa Bee's parents were Truman and Katie Day. I've already told you Katie was raised by Aunt Della, a little dumpling of a woman who was as neat, organized and precise as they come. If you could come up with 3 adjectives to define just the opposite, that would be Katie. i don' know if life just beat her down or what the problem, but when I knew her she was the most disorganized person you could imaging. Rooms never got cleaned, drawers never sorted, meals never planned, laundry .9. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 12) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1cc3fcac79afc1736065ef55839818a2.jpg 652d3f923f446d80c0f1b08b0b4bf8b5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 10 of Day by Day] The Day Family Truman Jr., Katie, Forest, Wendell [photo] never done, etc., etc. It's hard to believe Aunt Della raised her. She would not learn to drive, did not care for reading, did not go to church or go shopping or entertain herself in any way. She was very difficult to live with. Wendell's dad, until 1918, was considered an outstanding community man. He was probably more noted for his singing ability than anything, Possessed of perfect pitch, he could give the note and key to his fellow quartet members so they didn't need a pitchpipe. Further he could pick up a new song and sing it using scale notes instead of words. He was proud of his farm building, he was happy to serve on the school board and as a trustee, but shortly after his 12 year old daughter died, he began drinking and to an extent that changed his life and that of everyone who came in contact with him in ways that could not have been foreseen by anyone. Great-Grandfather Comes to Ohio The year was 1909. He was 13 years old. He stood there in the drive next to a spring wagon hitched to a team of horses and looked back at the building that had been his home for all of his 13 years. He had awakened especially early that morning for he had to take his mother, grandmother, stepfather and assorted step-siblings down to the .10. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 13) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/aa8b31ad57632f04a8da3e38d80086d5.jpg 7a43fe54690e25c25128dbb0e094394c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 11 of Day by Day] river to catch the train to Columbus. Great-Grandfather Clifford Davidson [photo] He was very familiar with the Ohio River for after his mother's divorce at the turn of the century she and her mother had survived by furnishing room, board and laundry service to river boatmen, and it had been his job to drive workers down to the river each morning and return in the evening to bring them home. When asked once how he could see to drive at night, he said the road was lit up all the way like a city because of the many flaring gas wells in Monroe County. The distance to the river was 6-8 miles, so it left him little time to enjoy much schooling; livestock had to be fed, chickens raised to provide food, gardens hoed to furnish vegetables, and potato patch carefully tended because potatoes were the mainstay of their diet. Sometimes he was free to stay at the river awhile and that was when he would lay his fishing line, baited with chicken necks, to return the next morning to pick up the large catfish which would supplement their diet. He was well acquainted with the huge wharf rats which he later describes as being "large as most cats" and with the enormous mud turtles, so ugly that they left him with a lifelong aversion to turtles, turtle meat or even turtle soup. As he stood there now, he remembered other things - how his grandmother had always been with him always there for him, a guiding influence in his life; how hard his mother had had to work to give them food and some sort of home; how "old Mr. Pettay" had delighted, amazed and enlightened him with his many Civil War stories; how most of his .11. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 14) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/456fc535fe2e15506d1c1e2d3e82b60f.jpg 050db1a8b4ba828c06fa6b38340f7965 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 12 of Day by Day] uncles, aunts and cousins had already departed Monroe County for the oil fields of Oklahoma, Texas and Wyoming. Now he, too, was leaving and even though he was excited, he still felt a pang at leaving all he had ever known. Would he ever see his boyhood chums again? Or a certain little girl, prettier than most, who lived on the top of a hill? Why, he wondered, had his mother decided to leave? What was the new farm going to be like? Were there hills in eastern Delaware County? Or rivers? More immediate worries came to mind. The spring wagon was loaded to the hilt; Nothing more could be added, not even grandmother's spinning wheel which was left in the front room. What would happen if he should upset the wagon? Or what if a horse threw a shoe? Or if the wagon lost a wheel? Or if he became mired in mud? Or if it poured rain or if or if or- But now decision time was here and as he looked around, he said a silent goodbye to his little home, the hills, Mr. Pettay, his friends, smacked the lines across the team's rumps and began his long, long journey. He followed a route he knew well, up through Barnesville and Woodsfield. From there he was supposed to hit Route 40 and head west. He had nothing for his horses to eat and very little for himself. In those days of horse drawn vehicles it was a very common thing for anyone driving through the countryside to be offered food or water, and even food and bedding for their horses. And so it was with the 13 year old boy. He was helped many times by people who took care of his horse, sometimes offering him a sandwich or a haymow to sleep in. One kind hearted couple had even invited him into their home, allowed him to .12. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 15) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/702960a95c750b32990fbe249d388484.jpg b44a57bd9a3237fcc8df8cf170cfea0c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 13 of Day by Day] wash up, gave him a hearty dinner and a bed to sleep in. Next morning after a country breakfast he was ready to go again with his rested team. He never forgot their kindness nor the homes that housed these people and for years afterward he would point out each one as traveled "down the hills" to our reunions. His trip remained uneventful until he reached the "Y" bridge at Zanesville. There the horse refused to cross the bridge and once more he had to rely on the kindness of strangers. A Zanesville policeman, after several suggestions had failed, finally got some blankets, threw them over the horses' heads and led them across. The boy began to feel his journey would soon be coming to an end. And so it was. After 4 days and 3 nights, he and his faithful team pulled into the barnyard on Trenton Road "saddle" sore and weary, but where that night he could rest in his own bed, his tummy full, and satisfied that he had succeeded well in finishing a pretty daunting task. The 13 year old old was great-great grandfather Clifford Davidson and his trip to Galena was an omen of how hard he would tackle anything and of how well he would do it. My mother was just as industrious as Dad and never missed a chance to to take on Wedding Photograph of Cliff Davidson and Maye Cowell [photo] .13. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 16) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ee57032647d3f7d0d044ba6c86951c8f.jpg 1ad4874081804f61252ee102808eb01e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 14 of Day by Day] anything that would make their life and ours easier, nicer and better. Great Grandmother Maye Davidson [photo] I know little about her early life; she never talked about her forbearers either. I do know that Dad soon forgot his pretty little girl in the hills because he had found what he called "The pettiest girl I ever saw." I can just remember Mom in a red flapper dress and white shoes that buttoned on the side, her long dark hair done up in a bun at the nape of her neck. One day I went to Centerburg with her and once there I sat in an outer room while she went inside. When she came I had to look twice - her hair was gone! You have to understand that in the mid-20's this was a daring thing to do, and I didn't know what to say. She was very quiet going home and I noticed she seemed more and more nervous as she neared home. But as far as I know, I don't think she got a negative reaction from Dad. But her shingle bob was just one small sign of her progressive thinking. On her own in later life she developed an egg- poultry route in Columbus to help with income. As with every new project that one of us thought of, it meant a lot more work for some of us. And so it was with mom's "egg route." For a number of years I was at my folks every Friday to help dress out chickens and later, turkeys. I would return in the evening to help wash, candle and crate eggs. This was all done in the hardest way possible - boiling water in a large pot into which we scalded the chickens, removed the feathers and .14. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 17) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2a549b8e3c51f5eaed0270e1accdf657.jpg d15dc6f365ffde4bd3a69505564ef584 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 15 of Day by Day] dressed them out. Several years later, in a small effort to modernize the operation, my folks purchased a "de-featherer." once dressed, the fowl were put on ice, the egg crates loaded into the car trunk, and the next day Mom and one of us drove to Columbus where we unloaded our produce at various stores and to regular customers. Many things about Mom will come up as I talk about growing up but right now I want to leave you 2 recipes which I consider mom's, not mine, although you've eaten them at my house not her's. Tapioca Pudding 1 box of Pearl Tapioca- Soak overnight in tepid water Beat 5 egg yolks Add 3/4 c. sugar 1/2t. salt Heat 1 1/2 quarts of milk and tapioca to almost boiling. Pour in egg mixture, stirring constantly, and bring to boil. If necessary add more milk, After it boils should be the consistency of unbeaten whipping cream. Remove from stove and add 3/4 TBS vanilla. Noodles Make a well in 1 1/2 c. flour. Add 3 egg yolks 2 whole eggs 1/2 tsp. salt 1/3 tsp. baking powder 1 tsp. vinegar Blend until it makes a ball you can roll out. May be necessary to add more flour. Roll out thin, let dry then cut for noodles. .15. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 18) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/eacd7a84f87848d1fd6601636a432391.jpg d98c214159ce6dd29f4d253e6b60ac64 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 16 of Day by Day] Mom was a wonderful cook, and most of her life baked using wood burning stove. The temperature of the oven read "Low," Med," and "Hi," and her way of testing it for baking was to put her hand in the oven for just an instant, and this way she was able to tell whether it was right for cakes or bread, meringues or cookies and she hardly ever had a bad baking day. One thing I remember about Mom is that after supper was over and we kids would be occupied with homework, she would lower the oven door and sit on it for warmth in the wintertime. it seemed we were always cold prior to 1950, and I've often said since that if I had to choose between eating and being warm I would choose to be warm. The Davidsons Doris M, Roland, Kathleen, Leland [photo] Washing day was another trial in living then. Early in the morning a huge tub of water was brought to a boil, then the clothes thrown in and stirred occasionally. They were then transferred to cooler water where they were hand scrubbed, rinsed and hung out to dry. Who does not remember frozen clothes standing at attention on every clothesline or going upstairs to find frozen clothing draped on stair railings, etc. When I was first married it was necessary that laundry needed to be done by hand washing. In .16. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 19) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1af2d0cb56d3dbe3e12d261a2d399e38.jpg c7bef878f826106dfcd55f2abfa53bc6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 17 of Day by Day] Those cold 1930 days many times we used what was called a double blanket, about 70" by 140" which I would challenge any one of you to wash by hand. From washing this way, we graduated to a "Bass" washer which rocked the clothes clean then you hand cranked them through the wringer. Later with electricity, you simply fed the clothes through the wringer. And then, heaven be praised, came the automatic washer and dryers. No wounder one of my friends said she'd trade her husband rather than lose her washer! Our first soaps were the homemade lye soaps; the we graduated to Fels Naptha, the soap on every homemaker's shopping list. Later came the wonderful scented soaps and the detergents we have today, small things in the greater scheme, but great for their added effectiveness in cleaning and for their convenience. The life that I describe as mine in childhood was very similar to that of PaBee's; it was farm living and everything that one family did then was like everyone else's work. But in order to write of childhood, I must write in first person. One of my earliest memories in that of being bundled up like an Eskimo and riding on the school wagon pulled by two teams of horses, which was driven by dad. Everyone in those days wore long underwear - heaven when you first put them on, then something quite different after the first washing. They stretched so you had to lap the leg over, then try to put on long stockings over that bunch of material, then add lace-up shoes. On the outside we wore a heavy coat, muffler, gloves and a hat that covered everything but our nose. Even so we were frozen when we reached school, after following a route on a mud road so rutted the wheels sank to .17. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 20) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/24ccd718c96174c9b48a172a709fcbf5.jpg ff1155273f98ffb3e5970840ff4ad22b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 18 of Day by Day] School Bus of Half Century Ago . . . [photo] To School We Go - One of the first school buses in this area is pictured in the above picture taken this time of year in 1921. This horse drawn bus was operated by Clifford Davidson, who lives just across the Delaware Licking County Line on the Croton Road, who hauled pupils from that area into Hartford School at Croton. Article from the Sunbury News the axle, then following a route through school and, down Hogue road and into Croton. Dad and I had no chance to warm ourselves as we returned and headed home. In addition to that route, Dad had already been up 2-3 hours doing chores, thawing pipes, pumping water, milking, then harnessing the team for the trip. And this process was repeated at night in reverse. I hated this part of winter - the baby lambs, pigs and calves that had to be warmed with hand- Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 21) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c249e1475da0c71b0c423614b8c98f31.jpg c5b50ceedce380db0148f359aef471fe Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 19 of Day by Day] held bottles or even brought into the house. I hated the smell of winter in the icy cold rooms before the stove was fired, and everyone in the country hated nature's call to the bleak outhouses. When I was in high school, I had only one friend who lived in the country and who had a bathroom. I hated the kerosene lamps we used and the chimneys we used to clean wadding up old newspapers and wiping the soot from inside. But I loved the snowslide the neighborhood boys always made on Searles hill - it seemed, once made, to last all winter. I loved the books I could read in winter, the corn we popped, the time spent around the kitchen table doing our homework. As soon as supper was over we cleared the table, grabbed an apple and did our homework helping each other. One of winter's big tasks was butchering - a chore that involved all of us. We were not involved with actual killing of one of our animals. Sometimes the beef would even come from another man's herd. Beef could not be consumed as readily as pork, so unless one had a HUGE family, it was customary to choose and pay for either a front or hind quarter or a side of beef. We used little hamburger - so the meat was cut into roasts and steaks and small pieces were sorted out, cut into bite size bits and canned. Butchering took place on the coldest day possible, because of spoilage. A beef was usually shot, then hauled up by block and tackle to hang so that it could be gutted, the skin removed and the quarters divided so they could be handled easily. A pig was usually strung up, its throat cut, then dressed out. Pork was made into hams, shoulders, loins, while small pieces were ground into sausage, then canned as patties of put into .19. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 22) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e80a31baaa01738c63b11dbecd4a548e.jpg 8938fecc0355a455670ef6226a4f260d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 20 of Day by Day] Casings for link sausage. Small fat pieces were kept out of sausage and rendered down to make the lard which was our source of shortening for baking and frying. After rendering, the fat pieces were known as "cracklings." The whole family joined in turning the grinder, cutting up meat, getting cans ready. The entire kitchen was taken over for this task, even the kitchen table. It was necessary to work, fast because we had no refrigeration. Our first meal was usually liver and onions because you couldn't can it or give it away. We, as all farm folk did, used almost every part of the pork including heart, tongue, and sweetbreads. Remembering those hectic times, I will say I'm happy to buy my meat from the counter. Winter was a good time for Dad to take the horses down to the blacksmith shop to be shod. What heaven to walk into Curt's little shop where a blazing fire was always going. I've watched him shape the shoe, then nail it on the horses. This always made me shudder because I felt it hurt them, not knowing that hooves do not feel pain. Once in a while I got to ride to Condit or Croton with him when he took in the cream which we had separated from the milk. Back then you received a premium price for butterfat. Having our own cream and eggs meant that, if homemade ice cream was on the menu, we could just skim the pot and have cream in abundance, thus making jillions of little fat cells for us to carry around a lifetime! This same cream was used to make butter. It seemed to me our little arms was always moving - churning butter, making ice cream, whipping icing, picking up potatoes, beating rugs, hanging clothes, blackening stoves, carrying water and PUMPING .20. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 23) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ac4ea02f40bac05e7ca24d751af12791.jpg 95275b253926852140551dcb9613a4e3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 21 of Day by Day] WATER! The latter was a never-ending task. We pumped and carried water for cooking and drinking, for laundry and rinsing, for watering thirsty garden plants, for field hands and harvest help, for bathing and cleaning and above all for the cattle. Can you imagine 20 -30 cows trekking across the Sahara Desert all day each wanting her share of water right now? One big slurp and there went all the water we'd spent 20 minutes pumping. Today we turn a tap for all that. Spring it meant shedding "longies" and looking forward to new birth. Grandma Cowell and most farm women raised chickens by letting "setting" hens hatch them. My mother, however had a heated incubator which was stationed just outside our bedroom. In it she placed her eggs, and every night I would see her turning the eggs, dipping her fingertips in water now and then. What a miracle to see these little bedraggled creatures break out of the egg, shake themselves and turn into a little yellow fluff ball. But that's the only time they're pretty. Chickens are dumber than a wire fence. It they get cold, they pile on top of one another and smother themselves; if it rains, they don't know enough to come inside; if they get into a tree, they roost on the highest branch; if you plant one plant into the ground, they will smell it out and scratch it out. I grew to hate them except for eating. When they appear on my table, I feel like saying, "Aha! Gotcha!" Summer was a hectic time on all farms. the entire season was spent in sowing, planting, and preserving food for livestock and ourselves. After breaking one's back growing a garden, then came the hot, hard task of getting everything .21. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 24) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d95f5d910e5c860b1a6c542e1fb5eaf.jpg 152b98d45fc2fa339460a59ca2ecdc01 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 22 of Day by Day] into a can. The first step meant going to the cellar (the expression all farm people use for basement) and bring up the fruit jars. They were washed in hot water, rinsed, then put into boiling water to kill all bacteria. Our produce - which ranged from all kinds of berries to apples, cherries peaches, plums, beans, beets, carrots, tomatoes and other -was then put into jars and cold packed. My mother once canned a quart of yellow string beans which she placed in the can one by one making a can of beans as beautiful as a painting. She entered it for years in the local fair's canning exhibit and won at least 6 blue ribbons for it. We kids picked the berries that were canned, and for blackberrying we really protected ourselves. We all wore long sleeves, long pants, heavy shoes and a hat, trying to avoid thorns, sweat flies and bees. It was hot sticky work but how proud we felt when we each delivered out pail of berries to Mom. We also used to go with Dad to hunt, mushrooms, and we'd bring home a big pail of sponge mushrooms which were simmered in butter and served on oven- toasted bread for a real treat. Dad could always find mushrooms, and I guess I assumed one could always find them, so I never asked where they were found and he never told me. Nutting was another experience we looked forward to; we'd pack in the car, go south looking for open fields which held walnut, hickory and chestnut trees. Sometimes we'd even find hazelnuts. No one ever chased us out of a field but it wouldn't work that way today. Nuts were very important to us for use in salads, cakes and pies as well as to enjoy just in eating. My folks would make a picnic out of driving to .22. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 25) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/15238e1a139adc7d397b0e0eebeb2ef6.jpg f6ec3442a26becb49f0f1490d49b7e68 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 23 of Day by Day] Clyde to buy cherries; in fact picnics were a common thing during our summers. We would drive to Indian Lake for visits or to Cedar Point where we would be allowed to ask a friend to go along. The folks always enjoyed all the local fairs, the Hartford Fair especially being enjoyed as an all- day outing which family picnics all over the grounds. We always went back for the Davidson reunion in Southern Ohio (another picnic) and my folks were always visiting or having visitors in during the busy summers. Dad, in summer, was just as busy outside, he was one of the first to own and operate a corn husker and threshing machine. Later on he owned an ensilage cutter and later still a combine. It was not until the coming of the self- propelled combine that country women were relieved of one of summers biggest concerns - that of feeding 12-20 men three of four times a year during harvesting season. The men had already tied, bond and shocked the wheat and oats before threshing, and, also, later, shocked, the corn. Then came the chore of getting the grain into storage bins and this meant extra help and food! With no refrigeration, the woman's day usually began with a hasty trip to town to purchase meat, then home to prepare baked goods from scratch, peel a peck of potatoes and get a balanced meal on by noon. We only failed once. One time the men had already been called in, and while Mom was attempting to drain the potatoes for mashing, the lid came loose and the cooked potatoes fell on the ground. Hired help couldn't have a meal without potatoes so back to the field they went while we hurriedly began peeling a second peck of potatoes. .23. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 26) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9cd6dcbe770b9f78873feccbd3616d63.jpg 67c21e0fd967f41b40d2599c2f5a6699 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 24 of Day by Day] Haying had to be the dirtiest, hottest work of all. It occurred in the hottest months and on the sunniest days, and if the hay had been rained on after having been mowed it was the dirtiest. Before the days of balers, we used to mow the hay ( heavenly fragrance), rake it, then load it on to wagons by using a hay loader, spreading it evenly on the wagon until we had a full load, then take it to the barn. There a large fork was pulled down from the mow, set into the hay, the fork then pulled back into the mow and dropped the hay to be mowed away in different sections of the haymow. No matter how careful you were you always worried about spontaneous combustion for about 2 weeks after haying time was over. Then came the baler, and while several steps of haying were eliminated, so also was much of the fun and companionship of old time haying. In time, as horses were no longer an every day farm animal and as large dairies became obsolete, so also did haying as one knew it. As a child, other than the fun things we did with our parents, I enjoyed 4-H Club, Condit Church and music, both our player piano and piano lessons. We never did much in our 4-H cooking club. I only remember making white sauce and serving it on crackers. UGH! But 4-H did give me one of the nicest experiences I had as a child, that of attending 4-H camp. The camp was near Utica and going there was my first experience sleeping with a group of young girls, sharing my meals with them and enjoying tall stories told around the campfire. It cost $5.00 a week and I don't know yet how my folks could have sent me, but it was a wonderful, invaluable experience. Our player piano was always in use by us and our friends, We learned timing and how to carry a .24. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 27) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2f9f60f6bfb1f08480e6f1e480371337.jpg 3b2077649f062a4162c023c3302b9878 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 25 of Day by Day] tune from it, so that my few piano lessons were not too difficult for me - I just wish I'd had more of them. We went to Condit Church with a carload of the Saunders children, attended Sunday School and church where it was difficult for Lolly and me to restrain our giggling at some of the atrocious hats worn by the older women. I began playing piano for Christian Endeavor at age 11, and until 1976 played piano or organ for Sunday School or church a good share of the time. I remember the church before the various restorations. I also remember serving rabbit dinners during hunting season, Thanksgiving turkey dinners, ox roasts and now smorgasbords. Mabel and Wendell going to School [photo] PaBee was living much the same life that I had had until he was about 6 years old. He attended grade school at Sinkey schoolhouse on Ross Road, Opal Stockwell, teacher. He later entered the Sunbury School to which he drove for several years, he was a good student and could have been an excellent student had he received any encouragement at home. His one great area of enthusiasm in high school was his baseball team - undefeated in the four years he played on the team. That interest in baseball stayed with him his entire life and he held an especial love for the Cincinnati Reds until the week he died. .25. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 28) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8d3cd72c781a8c4016275142c7e60669.jpg e962f02711573508878edd12698e3d28 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 29) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 26 of Day by Day] Neither of his parents attended his high school graduation and he left home shortly after to go live with an aunt and uncle in Columbus while he attempted to finish a business course at Bliss College. This schooling was cut short because of his father's continuing alcoholism and he was called home to help with the farm and to care for his mother. I wish I could tell you that he had a happy, carefree childhood, or even that he enjoyed an upbringing with lots of hard work interspersed with joyous times, or that he had the support of loving grandparents or caring relatives, but he had none of these. Still, he turned out to be a loving, proud, supportive father and grandfather and I guess that's all you really need to know. * * * * My school days on the other hand were very happy. I've already told you how my parents liked to go places, see people and enjoy living, and it kinda rubbed off on me. School work was very easy for me - my one big trouble was that I couldn't see. Back in the days when airplanes were a novelty, one flew over our house one day and we all ran out to have a look. I could not see it; my folks couldn't accept this and and accused me of being "difficult" so nothing was done for several years. Finally it was so bad that I could see nothing on the blackboard at school and when I finally saw an oculist he was shocked - and so were my parents - that my eyes were so bad. As a result, I've worn glasses all my life. However those early days days forced me to read a lot and that served me well in school. One of my major bragging points to my kids was that I came in second in an all county spelling bee and later was valedictorian of my class. I think I was .26. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3d37b5096a2e29565fb5cb8cb32c2807.jpg 7280f0f5b12b0f51084e71be6d8d2c51 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 30) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 27 of Day by Day] prouder, though, of the fact that I made the second team all-county basketball team twice while in high school. School, as I said, was really easy for me; I skipped first grade, something that I later felt was a mistake because it place in a group 1 1/2 years older than I, but I seemed to fit in reasonably well. From reading to choir work, from class plays to group parties, form math to basketball, everything interested me, even all girls baseball team which played four years and never won a game! It was the fellowship that was important to us. School was a time when we began to reach out and make friendships and do things which did not necessarily include our family. Prior to entering high school, we entertained ourselves mostly with neighborhood kids and with activities that took no money but did sometimes require a little creativity. I remember our old "swimming hole" and really the name tells it all. The boys would dam up a certain part of the creek each year to make a small pond perhaps 8 feet across, about 10 feet long and maybe 5 feet deep. As I remember it now, I wonder how our parents could ever have allowed us to swim in such a place. Cows waded across it leaving all kinds of bacteria, the bottom was slimy with thick mud oozing up between our toes and invariably, when you go out you took 2 or 3 leeches off your feet and legs. Makes me shiver now to think of it! Croquet was one of our favorite games, and most of the summer, there would be a ferocious contest going on in our side yard, with frequent yells and fights and accusations the "you moved the peg' or "you didn't even nick it." .27. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9af6da9ef446a1c624800e18502f50c3.jpg 7db9c7c8987c9cf9fe90e7c07999409a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 31) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 28 of Day by Day] We also played "red rover," "Annie Over the House," 'tag," "hide the Thimble" among other simple games. We were not coddled in learning; I learned to ride a bicycle when my brother took me to the top of a hill, and gave me a push. The fact that I hit an iron bridge was inconsequential, I had ridden a bicycle, by golly! The same thing happened with a horse; I was put on its back, bareback. No saddle or stirrups, just a rein and and a mane and away I went (after a good healthy swat on its rump) holding on for dear life. Wendall Day Graduation [photo] Doris Davidson Day Graduation [photo] Our entertainment was family-oriented and very simple, but we thought nothing of it because all the kids we knew lived the same way. The Depression hit in 1929 and although we .28. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/952fbdbf619c327dc697635508934d49.jpg 3ffc8532db173c80fcfe74b88478221e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 32) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 29 of Day by Day] were shielded from wanting for food or clothing, it did affect us in many ways. There simply was no money for anything other than survival. We ate only because we raised almost everything on the farm. But our class could not order rings, we had no Jr-Sr Prom, clothes were made to last for years. There seemed to be no future in furthering your education and few could afford it anyway. 1930 began the worst decade I've lived through. Marriage Wendell and I married young, settled on a farm, which was strike one for me; I never wanted to be on a farm - I dreamed of living in a small town large enough to have a library, swimming pool, movie theater and some shopping. Our family began with the birth of Terry, one of the nicest things to ever happen to us, but shortly after his birth our disasters began. We lived in an old ramshackle house, barely furnished, and returned home one bitterly cold, snowy night to find 6 inches of snow across our bed. We decided to sleep in the room where the stove was and laid Terry down on a small settee nearby. About 2:30 I was awakened by a peculiar noise and shook Wendell to awaken him. He stumbled over to the door just behind the settee and immediately a sheet of flame shot about 6 feet across the room. I grabbed Terry, ran out barefoot clad only in a thin nightgown, into about about a foot of snow. I ran downhill, put him in the car and ran back to get Wendell who groggy, was lacing his shows. It was impossible to get any clothes - they were in the back room where the fire was blazing - so we got in the car. 15 minutes later the house fell in. Along with our clothes, we lost everything else we owned. .29. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1861ced0d2ef8f238c3e9bdb30091d71.jpg ae1585bce4814d9f8fe267cf62a4d1c0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 33) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 30 of Day by Day] We later discovered that the sound which had awakened me was mice. Our house was a true salt box with one-half the rear forming a bedroom, and also a catch-all back shed which had an opening to a dirt floor cellar. It was from this cellar that mice were running and squealing because they were being burned alive. There was no place to go but his folks. People say that you can find humor in any situation or that you can always make "the best of any situation." My answer to that is that these people have never lived with an alcoholic who becomes progressively meaner as he drinks. By the time we moved there, PaBee's dad was 62 and an incurable alcoholic, miserable and with the disposition of a cross-eyed rattlesnake. Katie was 50, both of them young enough to be doing a lot of work. That was not the case. Trum arose early in the morning (he catnapped all day) turned on the radio to the Early Worm whose theme song "The Music goes Down and Around" blasted through the house. If I even hear the beginnings of this song to this day, I get almost physically ill and very depressed because it reminds me again of a time that took so much away from me. I did not know it at the time of the fire, but I was pregnant with Shirley, therefore doubly miserable. Shortly after the fire and already living with less than nothing, someone stole our only source of any spending money - 35 large hens which provided us with eggs to sell. As if all this weren't enough. Truman took our car to go to Kentucky to bring back an expectant mother, her husband and 2 year old son to to move in with us. Usually Trum sat by the radio until noon, then .30. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ba85b5725fdf41d20e080a4a991a50b7.jpg d9650b2bc17a304d01b68d2399e493d6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 34) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 31 of Day by Day] went to town to drink all afternoon, coming home abusive and raving. I remember one day in particular as I was cleaning the kitchen cupboard, a large area that filled one wall of the kitchen, that among umpteen dishes of old potatoes and cooked beans I came across something so foul- smelling that I pitched it on the spot. All hell broke loose that night when Trum couldn't find his favorite chunk of limburger cheese! Shirley and Terry in 1936 [photo] It all became too much for me and with pressure from Wendell, his folks moved down the road and we stayed in the 'white house' - but at a price. displaying his benevolent nature yet again Truman insisted we could not stay without a hired hand and be bestowed upon us the sorriest human specimen I've ever known, and for 4 years he shared every meal with us plus giving us no privacy. I was wondering what I had ever done to deserve a life like this, and decided the only way to have a .31. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4b432df448ef2da963a7006ede2114c1.jpg 1bbe834a73338aba7cc06f28f92f7036 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 35) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 32 of Day by Day] life was to buy the farm, leave and try to find work elsewhere or leave on my own. Thru OW Whitney, Sr. , who contacted a friend in Delaware we were able to get a loan that a bank would not have given us in a million years, and with it bought the farm and got rid of a great deal of baggage at the same time. Evidently PaBee had been thinking along the same lines as I had because, unknown to me, he had enrolled in a correspondence course in Air Conditioning. When he went to Youngstown for his diploma, they were so impressed with him that they offered him a lifetime teaching job starting at $100.00 a month. It was a fortune at that time and we'd have grabbed it except now we had a farm to run. It was not to be the last time I wished we'd never heard of farming. In addition to his A/C course, PaBee was working for ASCS measuring fields in eastern Delaware County for map work for agricultural use. Burt the most important thing he did in the late 1930's was work to sign up eastern Delaware County to get REA lines to the country. My folks had electricity brought in in the late '20s and one of my strongest memories of home is of looking into the awestruck face of my mother when she looked up at one bare bulb hanging down from the ceiling and saw it light up with electricity. The coming of electricity changed the farmers' lives more than anything else ever had or ever would. When I married, we had Delco system which furnished electricity until about 8:30 at night than was off until morning for recharging. So Wendell worked long and hard trying to get signups from residents or to get easements where necessary. some farmers absolutely did not want any lines near their place, but after the company went around them .32. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bf6f0053de3bc4f2a48cd67140757388.jpg 4627958247154e67deb6d1900917dc75 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 36) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 33 of Day by Day] and they began to see the merits of electricity use, they begged to be allowed in. Electricity did come to us and almost the first thing we did was to buy a refrigerator replacing the old icebox which dripped over the back porch. We also got an electric stove to replace the wood-burning stove I'd used for canning and cooking and a washer so I would not have to hand wash ever again. All in all by the end of the 30's life was looking better, but it was a time that hurts me even now to look back on and a period in my life that I never want to live over. The coming of electricity also helped the men's work greatly. From pumping water to milkers for cows, it shortened their hours considerably. Most men jumped at the chance to quit hand milking and instead put on milkers. Then stood back to watch electricity do the work. Motors in every conceivable piece of machinery took the hard labor out of loading, pumping water, filling bins, and emptying grain. In time, electricity did almost everything on the dairy except call the cow home. It also warmed farrowing pens and kept heat lamps on baby lambs and calves. In short, it was a godsend. The 40's saw Terry and Shirley beginning school where both were to have many enjoyable times. In late 1941, however, came Pearl Harbor and a drastic change in our lives. PaBee went to work at Curtiss Wright, and most of our close friends left the farm for the city jobs that represented a new life for them. Rationing began immediately, and since gas was being rationed, it was necessary if you drove that you share your car, so Wendell took a carload to work. I was left without a car and with a farm to halfway manage while he worked. .33. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/386494e9e0b96db88fdab497e0664032.jpg 378a40f4910cc5295246e5db600ff3b8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 37) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 34 of Day by Day] With the war came rationing which applied to coffee, sugar, butter, shoes and many other necessities. We couldn't do without coffee so we traded sugar stamps for coffee stamps and made other adjustments to get along. I found it very difficult to get silk hose and bananas were virtually unavailable to us. PaBee's brother, a gunner on a warplane, was was shot down in late 1944 and was MIA for almost 11 months and held prisoner, we later learned, in a Russian war camp. He returned in early November 1945, the same week Rick was born, and I returned home from the hospital to find that Katie had deposited him on my doorstep, the visit to last for the next 6 months. I had been through an emergency appendectomy just 5 weeks before Rick was born, so I was not what you would call overjoyed to take on this extra burden of caring for one more person. Rick at 6 months [photo] .34. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9541c9a1e414596c87da1497b367ca87.jpg 6568207b17f05b5bf025a47bc453aa59 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 38) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 35 of Day by Day] The kind of house we always bought. [photo] We were working very hard, both of us working off the debts we had incurred. We paid them by never buying an unnecessary item, hand fed all kinds of baby animals (sheep, pigs, calves) sometimes bringing them into the house, sitting up all night with a farrowing sow and getting up 2-3 times a night to check on baby chicks. Our House - 1958 [photo] We did all of our own painting and wall papering and even some re- modeling. We had a wall storage unit in our kitchen the front of which went almost to the ceiling leaving a space of about 8 inches. Behind this 8 inch gap was a foot drop, the perfect catch-all for everything you wanted to get rid of and absolutely best place in the world .35. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ebcfc1407e7077ae01be7b76305dfbdc.jpg a4c2a0759a2426de794855d0a1a1ff64 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 39) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 36 of Day by Day] for a mouse to run. I always felt that dirt was sifting down through this cabinet so one day when I was alone I took a stepladder in and began tearing it down. The cupboard was gone and the kitchen floor was full of boards when PaBee came home, but he set about helping to carry out the wood. I will say that whenever we did anything - and there were many remodeling jobs after that - he would go along with it if I started it. We did the kitchen, later on added a bathroom, then did the front part of the house. Wallpapering was an every other year job for most rooms because we heated with coal and paper soon became dirty. PaBee handled the ceiling and I did the cutting and the sidewalls. On this particular day we had papered the dining room and were pleased with the nice bright paper and the way it looked. Wendell went to bed in preparation for his graveyard shift and I stood in the kitchen ironing. At midnight I started toward the bedroom to awaken him. As I started into the dining room I heard a faint noise and looked up to see, on top of the porch door, two HUGE eyes glaring down at me. I screamed, Wendell came running and switched on the light. By that time the thing was in motion, and in the light we saw that it was a hug barn owl that had come down through our sooty chimney. He was even more alarmed than I was, flying all over the room and depositing soot on everything his feet or feathers touched. After several minutes, we caught him, threw him out, then looked around. Our new paper, ceiling and all was covered with sooty marks. We could not and would not re-paper so I cleaned it as well as I could and called it a bad day. I also remember another situation when soot .36. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7fa2efa71b48504e4c9b911216c6baae.jpg a07d70706c6d439ecde90c56dc946a9c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 40) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 37 of Day by Day] was a major issue for us. I looked out my kitchen window one evening to notice PaBee getting out of the car very slowly. Then I noticed his arm in a sling, he came home with a broken right arm. That day he had climbed a 10-foot ladder in order to do some electrical work on an A/C unit in a top-level recess. As he backed out to start down the ladder, a bare wire on the drill cord touched an electric wire and he blacked out and fell toward the cement floor 10 feet below. He could have been electrocuted, but the fall broke the current connection, and then he was lucky a second time. A colored man just happened to be passing by and saw him and caught him, preventing a serious injury or possibly even death. So a broken arm was a good exchange for a crushed skull or electrocution. By the time he had told me all this, we were seated at the table when all of a sudden we heard a loud "whoomp" from the basement. I knew immediately what had happened and tore downstairs only to find it full of black smoke and 2 pieces of pipe blown apart. I couldn't get them together, Wendell was no help and black smoke kept puffing out the pipe. When we finally got it fixed, we just stood and looked at one another. Our faces and hands were black, his white coat was black, but it was when we went upstairs that I just stood and cried; every thing was black - walls, curtains, bed clothes, food, anything you could name. The only things not covered with soot were either under the top bedcovering or behind closed doors. I know now that the insurance company will bear the expense of cleaning up. I spent weeks trying to clean rugs, curtains, clothes and dishes. It was not a good day in any way. Furnaces have always caused us trouble, and once the stoker-fired furnaces was almost the cause .37. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c7e61706f0d2fe9ef30255859f653770.jpg f8bcf9ee425a5e3ee7356bc8c8370681 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 41) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 38 of Day by Day] of a house fire. Our entire family was away one night, each of us to a different meeting. I was next to the last coming home and when I entered the kitchen, a blast of very hot air hit me in the face. I flew to the basement where I found the furnace and pipes so hot that beams were popping and crackling. I had no time to call anyone; I just picked up a hose and directed it at the beams. The water from that fell on the furnace where it steamed. Eventually I could manage to open the furnace and found the source of the tremendous heat. The firebox was full to the top, the fire was just a red hot mass the stoker was still showing coal in. I knew I would crack the firebox by using water, but I had no choice so I directed a mist onto the top of the hot coals and continued to soak until some of the coals turned gray. Luckily, the firebox did not crack. I discovered later that one of the kids came home, thought the house too cool so instead of turning the furnace up one degree, turned it all the way over so that the stoker ran continuously, filling the furnace to the brim. It was now the late 40's and we were still driving a 1934 Chevy because cars, too, had been in short supply, so one day we decided to refurbish it and give it chipped, faded coat a new coat of paint. What we were able to get was not a pretty shade of green, but it worked and we were reasonably proud of it, so a friend of ours, Griff, decided he'd paint his old car also. So he chose his paint carefully applied it, went to bed and awoke the next morning to find it covered - simply covered - with small flying insects. You can see life was not too easy during the war years. Wendell continued to work at North American, then later was asked to join Huffman Wolfe, a major .38. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/969a5b2fb99155cdb3f75e6861761f7f.jpg da29309a73690a0473a314c49d27096a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 42) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 39 of Day by Day] contracting company, as foreman for the A/C department. During his time here, he worked for almost all the large Columbus establishments (OSU, Battelle, Big Bear, The Union Co., Meat packers) as well as in factories along the Ohio River and for NASA at Goddard Air Force Base in Maryland. Later in life he received a patent for a control which he developed. He also developed a "chill table" for OSU at the time of the equine encephalitis outbreak. This table was used to almost freeze various species of mosquitos so they could be used over long periods of time to help determine which ones carried the disease. I was very gratified once at a Union meeting where I heard several men talking saying that "PaBee was the best A/C man in the State of Ohio." I always felt that if he had been able to get an engineering degree, he could have developed something very worthwhile. It was in the 40's that one of the greatest changes in all our lives began to appear in numerous homes. TV had arrived and life would never be the same again. I'll never forget the excitement engendered by a little 6x6 screen whenever OSU played football. Almost everything passed for entertainment - even the showing of the stations logo. But it also brought much more; we, for the first time could see all those marvelous people who had been our radio friends; we could watch our government in action; we were exposed to sports we had never known. In short, television brought the world to our living room. Only 50 years previously, our grandparents had to rely on word of mouth taken by horse and buggy, Then came the telephone that brought voices into the home. Soon came the radio which gave us hours .39. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/170afb458e545713065297ade7f36528.jpg ef9de2d9d8f94209a476d56141506510 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 43) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 40 of Day by Day] of news and music. Now we could see, hear and make judgments on almost anything that happened in the world. I still think of TV as a miracle even with all the trash it now presents. Just as the 30's were terrible for us, the 50's seemed to be good. Terry and Shirley were doing very well in school, Rick had started school and I picked up two new careers in the decade. First of all, an electric organ was installed in our church one Tuesday and I was supposed to play it the following Sunday. I did play for Sunday service but this particular instrument caused me much frustration for several years. First of all, I practiced in an unheated church in winter, and one without cooling in the summer. I had no organ at home to work with so the adjustment to stops, foot pedals was a long time coming. In addition, I had no relief on Sundays. Then when I began working at Sunbury Savings in the late 50's, my free time was further shortened and I began to rebel at having to be there EVERY Sunday. After all, I was not the minister! So I resigned, only to return to it later. Terry had graduated as valedictorian of his class and entered OSU where he made the OSU marching band as a freshman. We were immensely proud of him and so pleased that in his second year OSU played in the Rose Bowl. He, too , married young. Marge Ross and he presented us with our first grandchild, Pam, a precocious child and one who has always been close to us. Trying to find a way to help him stay in school and still live on campus, we invested in a huge rooming house on E. 16th Avenue, and our work really began. At one time, the house had held as .40. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/79ecd621d6124687e069bd48c7f9808b.jpg 7d5f9e21ab55d593b77d61dd58a65093 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 44) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 41 of Day by Day] many as 40 students, but in a short time we decided to cut the number of students to 22. This still represented 22 beds to be made and changed each week, rooms to be painted, all kinds of repairs to be made constantly, plus a full basement of shower stalls, storage rooms, etc. all of which needed non-ending paint jobs. Chery and Pam Day [photo] When school was in session, Wendell would take me down to E 16th on his way to work. There I would work all day trying to help keep rooms and equipment in order. We would return on Saturday, work until noon, the cross campus for the OSU football game. By this time, Shirley was working for Woody Hayes. You've always heard that Woody lost his temper often; well, Shirley would take just so much, then her temper would flare. One day when he threw something she picked up the phone book and threw it back at him, shattering the glass stopped desk. Ann, Woody's wife, had a big laugh about it - thought it served Woody right, and evidently he thought so, too, because she continued to work there. .41. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b9d37f6a8c305a9145b92f3023f182f0.jpg a59272d174828fdedb86818a336af3c2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 45) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 42 of Day by Day] He knew we loved football and gave us some pretty privileged seating spots for several years. It was also nice to follow Jerry Lucas - Havilcek and Siegfried through their marvelous years of OSU basketball. During these years I also became a member of the Searchlight Club, an organization which had brought me many interesting looks into all sorts of topics as well as many new friends. It was with them that I saw my first stage production "My Fair Lady." It was marvelous and has always remained, after seeing many , many, stage shows, my very favorite play with "The Music Man" a close second. That experience encouraged us to to attend Kenley productions as will as Mershon shows and even one show at the Hartman Building. All in all we must have seen 50-60 productions in the next few years. So with Rick in high school, Terry in college, Shirley in Woody's office and with involvement in the church, the school board, the rooming house, farm and our two jobs, we were exceptionally busy. Terry Day, Wendall Day, Katie Day, Doris Day, Marge Day holding Kim, Pam and Chery Day in front [photo] When the 60's came in it was easy to see a decided change in the morals, the thinking and conformity in this country. It was a time kids began questioning the authority of parents and teachers; it was a time of the hippies and flower children; it was a time when our country began sliding downhill. .42. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/eacf9b39bbb9c83688da065043c2e5ba.jpg f6cd63ace6436dd0c4d198fbf622cd1f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 46) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 43 of Day by Day] It was also a time of tragedy for us and one of great tragedy for our country. A young president was killed, and I, who had voted against him, could not leave the TV. I saw the actual killing (not a rerun) of Oswald and my scream woke Wendell and brought him charging from the bedroom. Our personal tragdy was the death of my brother, Leland, who died 3 months after a massive heart attack. We had been hit before; Marge had developed gestational diabetes and lost a child in 1958 shortly after its birth. Terry then developed diabetes in his first year of dental school and a few years later Pam was hit with the same disease. Kim Day [photo] I went to work full-time shortly after Terry left OSU and Rick graduated from high school. Cheryl and Kim had joined Terry's family, and Terry and Marge lost another baby in 1968. My mother, who had been ailing for years with respiratory problems, was failing fast. We had had a grand 50th wedding anniversary celebration for them in 1963, but from then on she was on a downhill course and died in the summer of 1966. Rick married Carol Walker and Scott, who had brought us so much joy, was born. Several years later Lisa came along. Lisa walks to her own drumbeat, but you'll never find a kinder person. She would take in any stray animal in a heartbeat and Richard Scott Day [photo] .43. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0d1c53c674608085a24a8bb68e18d166.jpg 6519f1e93d3263f654bcd46a09f2a9ff Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 47) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 44 of Day by Day] Clifton and Lisa Day [photo] she's just as concerned about any human she meets. During 1968, I began having health problems which finally affected me so that I could scarcely work. I was diagnosed with severe anemia - maybe even leukemia - at a time when my next door neighbor, who had suffered from the same symptoms as I all winter, was diagnosed with leukemia. Kathryn, who had been a second mother to Rick, died in 1969. Later that year, after being denied my normal day off and and after some co-workers had taken as much as a week off, I walked out of the home again. In the meantime and after a very long illness, my mother died in 1966, but not before she got to see the satellite circling the earth. She did not live to see the moon landing, but Dad did and remarked an the many changes he had seen in his lifetime. Starting with the trek to Galena with horse and wagon, he had seen automobiles revolutionize the USA, had seen the tremendous train and ocean travel, had witnessed the birth of the airplane's reign and now had seen a man stand on the moon. By the 70's Terry was well established in his Lee Alessio [photo] .44. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9b335e3067db6f561841c4133b5b3d8f.jpg cd910d8e7317a4831e2f65ca15603c6b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 48) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 45 of Day by Day] practice, Shirley and Gina married and Lee was born, and Rick and Carole divorced. We had purchased a farm on 605 with Terry as co-owner. My brother in real estate had informed me that Chamberlain's were selling their farm, and I asked him to put in a bid at the full price for us. He laughed and told me it was already sold, that the buyer could get the money easily, and that we had little chance of getting it! However, I insisted and we did get it - we simply didn't have sense enough to stay out of hard work. Gino and Lisa at home. [photo] Wendell's mother died in late 1974 and left a small bequest to her two sons. When Wendell remained undecided about what he wanted to do with it, I suggested that he think about getting a trailer so that we might travel a little. He literally jumped at the idea and we answered an ad for a trailer. We were babes in the woods in so far as trailers were concerned and how we managed to "luck out" as we did is beyond me. We went to see an Avion which could well have been a Model T for all we knew. We loved it, bought it and thus began a phase in our lives which was different, enjoyable and a godsend for Wendell who had never enjoyed much of what is commonly known as just "pure pleasure." .45. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cd7998760565c3b706606a18574dbaff.jpg 27ae22aff2ee4aecc389d4f5a0415ecc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 49) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 46 of Day by Day] We decided to go to Florida. Pam was a freshman at OSU and could get away by mid-November and Chery thought she could leave school at that time, too. So the four of us started out, knowing not where we were going, knowing nothing about camping but willing to learn. We lucked out again. We parked right on the beach at Turtle beach and the girls and I did beach combing everyday. Just before Christmas, we were told our spot had been reserved and we would have to leave for another camp. We found a spot at Sun n Fun where we were to stay for the next 17 years. Florida was unlike anything we'd ever experienced. The other campers were like our closest neighbors - when you parked, they were out to help you hook up the gas and water, roll out the awning, and make sure the trailer was level. When you were ill, they were there with soup, light desserts or just words of cheer. There was a church on the grounds; there were bicycle paths to ride; there was a huge swimming pool, horseshoe, shuffleboard, square and round dancing and friendly campfires and card playing groups. The people became so close that there were always tears when you left, and anticipation to return when fall came next year. The girls were having a ball. We had taken some of our sand dollars and made Christmas ornaments out of them. They thought I should send one each to my card club group; it was finally decided that I'd send them home with the girls, and they would deliver them. For our trailer, lacking Christmas decorations, they scavenged the throwaways at the cemetery where they found some beautiful ribbon. We had plenty of pine trees for greenery and pine cones to use, so our Christmas .46. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/07733bd4fc419c7d3d2c3c5ca3628e3d.jpg b3c8a62aebfb5223e6ae6675cece745e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 50) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 47 of Day by Day] wreath on the front of our trailer was homemade and beautiful! PaBee and Bee [photo] Christmas came our entire family was there for several days. The weather did not cooperate too well; as it often does in Florida when Christmas comes the weather turns cold, even though beautiful, sunshiny weather was the norm until then. In the 70's both Wendell and I began new work. Wendell became associated with 7-Limers, an outfit that sold farm bins and equipment, and I passed a realtor's test to work with my brother in real estate, work which I found fascinating. Through 7-Limers, Wendell won a trip to Hawaii for two, so much as I hated to fly, I swallowed hard and went. When the clerk in Chicago asked if we wanted "smoking" cabins, I answered before Wendell could speak and said 'non-smoking." This little ruse got us to the 1st class cabin on our .47. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fefdbe697d20c14d6bdd1c6e0ea4d32a.jpg 4e04d918d2dce512a16c29fb18d739a8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 51) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 48 of Day by Day] flight to Hawaii, but the rest of our group was so disgruntled by our good fortune that on the way home we rode in cabin class. There really is a difference between flying cabin or 1st class! Just as our stage production enlarged our cultural experience, so also did our various trips we took with the 7-Limers Group. First, of course, was Hawaii and nothing I ever read quite prepared me for it. I fell in love with Hawaii when they first put a lei around my neck and kissed me on both cheeks, and the love affair took off when we entered our room and found a freshly cut pineapple sitting in its own juice. All the usual tourist spots - Punchbowl Cemetery, Pearl Harbor, their tiered mall - either intrigued, enticed or caused you to fall into a feeling of deepest awe and respect. My favorite part of Hawaii was when we and one other couple took a car trip around the entire island of Oahu. We saw the bluest water we'd ever seen, magnificent cliffs covered with trees, pineapple plantations and the Queen's palace. I was most impressed with Polynesian Village, where a village as used by long ago Polynesians was erected. It was built around a huge open square, with buildings on all four side opening on the inside court. Here children could play, women could wash and talk with friends, and men could also meet there to discuss their business. What a sensible way to live. Children were safe, no one was ever lonely, and all were safer as a group than they would have been living alone. Although the group offered trips to Spain, to San Francisco, the Barbados and other places, I only want to tell you about Mexico. We left Sarasota, went to Tampa and flew to Dallas. for a good part of this trip we could see .46. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ae2cad659b0dc3cf332ca93375a80ee2.jpg 9e5a069b2f009bfa05126e368413fba9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 52) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 49 of Day by Day] Florida and its coastline below us and one could only marvel when seeing it how the early explorers' maps were almost precisely what we saw from the air. We left Dallas for Mexico City, a book in itself with charming little sidewalk shops, tiny children begging on every corner, beautiful Mexican strings playing, gorgeous murals on many buildings, sidewalk food which looked delicious but which we were forbidden to eat, huge old churches with gold icons inside and also as the guards told us "a thief inside for every religious artifact you saw." It was was at one of the large churches, now sinking into the soft undersoil of Mexico City, that we saw the faithful coming into the church, sometimes having come from miles away and walking always on their knees even across the paved brick courtyard of the church. It was here that we rode out to the pyramid past homes of such poverty and desolation that you wonder how people could survive. It looked worse than the shabbiest pens we used to erect for farrowing sheds. But the pyramid was magnificent! The steps to the top were very, very narrow and only a few of our group made it - and only by placing their feet sideways on the step. The underground of the pyramid was the great surprise. It showed a city complete with streets, canals to bring water into the city and a sewer to dispose of wastes. It was unbelievable. Added to our bewilderment was the fact that the hieroglyphics on the wall looked Egyptian and one wondered if, indeed, at one time North and South America were linked together. We finished our tour in Acapulco, just as pretty as Hawaii, but much less fun because the people there did not like us. You could tell their .49. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d831843b087a40ffbdb62891a0b5271.jpg 60337baa3bd5a2ec9f8226f5dfcab697 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 53) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 50 of Day by Day] dislike in everything they did for us. But it was in Acapulco that we went one night and watched the cliff divers. We had seen it on TV, but nothing had prepared us for the narrowness of the gorge or the steepness of the cliff which the diver climbed. It was also at Acapulco that I first observed para-sailing. Back at the hotel, I told PaBee I'd seen something I was going to try. When I told him it involved heights, he just hooted, getting up on a stepladder makes me dizzy. Never the less I was insistent, and by this time about four others were interested so we looked for the place where the para-sailing began. The person going up is on the beach. Here, he or she is fit into a pair of coveralls attached to a parachute sail, and is told that when the boat started that person was to start running, at which point you soar into the air. Upon completion of the ride, the boat coming into the beach begins to slow and as it goes slower and slower, one begins to descend and finally is set down gently as a feather. Well, I tried it and loved it. You go up so quickly that you can't realize you've left the ground and from there on you soar - it must be the same feeling a bird has as it soars. You descend so gently that you wouldn't know you were descending if you hadn't noticed the trees getting smaller, and when you land you take 2 or 3 steps and that's all. When returned to Florida we found these sailings were prohibited in Florida because they were so dangerous - some people had been killed in para-sailing. Lesson: what you don't know will hurt you! In the spring of 1976, I was hospitalized with high blood pressure and had returned home on May .50. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0b41839ac771ef98037e29add21356a5.jpg ba6f9781b398c92302dc977913c68d86 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 54) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 51 of Day by Day] 29th. I called Terry to say I was home and Kim answered and said she would give them the message, That was the last time I ever spoke to her. She was staying with a friend when they decided to call a boy to take them to a party. This was never suppose to happen: Marge was very careful about controlling Kim's guests and she expected the same of parents where Kim stayed. Never the less, the three set out for the party. rounding a curve on Centerburg Road, the van went out of control, went down in the road ditch and went some distance before it hit a tree head on. Kim was killed instantly. We were shattered, I had picked her up just two weeks previously because Marge was in Washington and wanted assurance she would be taken care of. I'll never forget how she looked at me, giggling and repeating a story Mrs. Searles had told her about how we used to beg for pennies to buy a gallon of gas. She didn't believe that her grandmother could have done such a thing - been so silly - but I just told her we do crazy things when we are young. While the whole family grieved long and sadly for Kim, life had a habit of just going on and so it was for us. Farm work had to be done, and in the early spring and summer months of 1978 it began to seem as though this cycle might fail. It had rained constantly, it was now almost June and the planting had not been done. One day I offered to help work ground on our farm on Rosecrans Road, and getting out of a large tractor that was unfamiliar to me, something went wrong and I fell, lighting on my back on the packed, hard ground. I knew immediately something was wrong because of the "prickles" in my spine and I lay as quietly as possible until PaBee found me. In the hospital I was told i had chipped one .51. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/050d085865644f174dadace33b51dde6.jpg 6935bcb6e39b9600c810363e7917fc61 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 55) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 52 of Day by Day] vertebra and compressed two other. I was home in a short while, fortunate to be walking but in much pain for a year afterward. Even today, it bothers me. P. S. I was never on a tractor after that. The 80's were also a decade I would not want to live through again; this, although many wonderful things happened to us in those 10 years. It began with the farm crises which were going on all over the country. Farm prices had dropped drastically, forcing many farmers to borrow money at an exorbitant rate of interest, and causing them to go further behind each year. We were no exception; the fellows had overextended the farming and we were working harder and going deeper in debt with every move we made. I thought perhaps that all our years of hard work had been done for nothing. 1980 - Sue, following the birth of Kaleisha, was found to have incurable cancer. Kathleen and I visited her many times at University Hospital, and twice in the next 9 months she was released for 2-3 days at a time, time which she spent with me and her baby. She died on April 15th, 1981 on the same day that Tyler was born to Rick and Shelley. The day she was buried, my dad suffered his first heart attack. When i called to inform Terry, Marge told me that Pam had just been told she needed laser surgery on her eye. The operation was not a success and she lost the vision in that eye. She and Marge made several trips to John Hopkins Hospital where she was treated further, but by the end of 1981, she was essentially blind. Her kidneys began to fail and it was necessary that she .52. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/27d6ba03708405d2715a4d57569ecb73.jpg 9fb0494cbbeffaf81358a01ff2e3a609 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 56) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 53 of Day by Day] go on dialysis, a very harsh experience. Dad entered the hospital in July and was never well again, dying in late December. 1983 was the year from hell: Kathleen fell and broke her hip - was in Zanesville hospital, a long trip for us to go to see her. Chery donated a kidney to Pam, operation taking place at OSU hospital. At the same time I was losing two of my closest friends to cancer. I, too, was facing major surgery and returned from the doctor one day to find a thunderstorm approaching. I heard a terrific clap of thunder, and not too long after PaBee called to tell me that he, Scott and 2 of Scott's friends had been hit with lightning. One of Scott's friends died that evening at Mt. Carmel. I had surgery later that summer. In 1984 Kathleen, just beginning to recuperate from hip surgery, was hit with cancer. Then began chemotherapy with all the bad side effects and I spent innumerable hours going back and forth to Mt. Vernon. 1985 came along with our golden wedding. Both Kathleen and Roland came, both looking terrible. Roland entered the hospital in July and died very late in the year. 1986 and 1987 brought our greatest sorrow. Terry had been very ill for a long time but he visited us in Florida in January and, although I cried bitter tears after he left, I had not thought of the possibility of death. He had been planning to start a dairy - don't ask me why - but he died very suddenly one night after visiting Shirley. He was such an ideal son, such a loved person, such a good person that I'll never be able to understand a loss like this. In 1988 we received another real blow when Gerry died unexpectedly. She and Wayne had been a .53. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ef1c98e9455b6b8959d61318cdddc36f.jpg e6c46962ef9981efc6df81671c155b82 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 57) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 54 of Day by Day] close part of our lives for a long time and it was hard to imagine being without her. In 1989, we celebrated Kathleen's 5 year remission from cancer. This was in April; in October, she was told the disease had returned and she had 2-3 months to live. She died on Christmas Eve 1989. This terrible time ended with illness on my part. A severe leg pain was diagnosed (after a year) as being spinal stenosis with affects the sciatic nerve. That was followed by a year of severe dizziness which was never diagnosed, although numerous tests were made. So finally the 1980's came to an end. In that whole decade, there were few weeks when we did not have someone in the hospital, seriously ill. Without our friends and participation in outside activities, the above years could have buried us, but with our friends we did manage to have some nice times. First of course, was the crowd at Sun N Fun. there was always someone there to talk to, eat with, go fishing with, or just sit with. We participated in church and choir and that alone kept us busy. The camp also put on a variety show each winter, and that kept us busy for several weeks during January and February. When we returned home in the spring, we resumed our activities with the TTT camping club. We were such an odd assortment of people (all ages and occupations) that you would have thought we'd find no common meeting ground, but we had a ball together. One of the older members was the sprightliest one quiet one did beautiful needle work; the former school coach was a great storyteller; all of us were good eaters. We always .54. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d2a12a4c656e6626c0da012243620bf1.jpg 561234c643ed8d1eb7354999bac2ccc6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 58) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 55 of Day by Day] had one great potluck dinner and then had leftovers for Sunday dinner. At our house once, I asked each member to come prepared with a program item and not one failed to come up with either a reading, a quiz, a magic trick, a poem, a silly game, or a musical rendition. At Christmas time we always had a special dinner prepared by us and held in a beautiful old house in Granville. Gifts were exchanged, and then we left to meet again in early spring. The group still meets occasionally, but the camping ceased after the death of some of most loved members. The Sunbury News, Thurs, May 2, 1985 Wendall Days Celebrate Anniversary Mr. and Mrs. Wendell Day [photo] .55. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/69f9171d5c727be0f95f9ba9f65b8df8.jpg 8698c80d5dd46ec2baa52f7ff594eba1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 59) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 56 of Day by Day] Then there was our golden wedding in the 80's. Unknown to us, our kids met one night while we were in Florida and planned a party, even going so far as to make up an invitation, a copy of which is on the next page. We were reluctant to have anything done for us, because it would occur one month after we returned from Florida and we felt it would be a really rushed time. But the kids prevailed, so the day came. It was beautiful, the food was delicious, and the people who attended just amazed me, all of the TTT club was there, many church friends, neighbors, children of old friends of ours, work-related friends and many friends from Sun N Fun including some from Indiana, Michigan, Canton, and many places in central Ohio. It was a marvelous day and one which we relived and remembered many times. Golden Wedding Anniversary May 5, 1985 [photo] .56. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/48c194f5995e7adb0d4618041789c173.jpg 408f08919be675b7a05b5ed100122abb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 60) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 57 of Day by Day] [image] .57. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f018433a35936cd6f0a40a4e776004ef.jpg 247a31be7b58012b319cdb2450455d89 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 61) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 58 of Day by Day] During the 80's we also took several trips with Wendell's company. We were anxious to go to the Barbados, and much as I hate flying, I will have to say our flight there and back was beautiful. As soon as we landed in Barbados, however, I was ready to leave. I cannot understand what the Britishers see in it. It's very small, has none of the lush tropical growth you would expect, has birds that fly into the restaurants and sit on your table, has snakes that crawl in bushes over your head, and does not have nice beaches. One of our group went swimming close to the shoreline and was washed repeatedly against the sharp, rocky crags found there. He was injured quite badly. Do you get the feeling that we didn't appreciate Barbados? You're right. The Repparts had come down to Florida to keep our dog "Sugar" while we were gone. We drove to Miami in the motorhome and left the Honda for them. They used the car once, lost the key, and were stranded in camp for a week; we parked about a mile from the terminal in Miami and returned to find the motorhome wouldn't start; neither of us cared for our Barbados vacation. You'll discover that some vacations are like that. The Houses We've Owned My first home was a rather small house for what was, for the most of my life at home, a home for six. It consisted of a nice sized kitchen, a very narrow room that was called a dining room with a closet at one end, an ample bedroom, small living room and two upstairs bedrooms with the tiniest closets ever made. My folks began by remodeling the kitchen, getting running water for the first time in the early 1930's. Later, they enclosed part of a porch to make a nice dining room, and .58. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/48e64b242d8fca964e9c4f8366bac72b.jpg 7739af14e4beef4867163aa5e704adaf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 62) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 59 of Day by Day] later added several feet on the west side to enlarge the living room and put in a bath. I never enjoyed this last addition I was married and living in the poor little house which burned. We then moved to the "white" house which we remodeled, doing the kitchen first, later adding a bath and later redid the front part of the house. Every house I had lived in until then was miserably cold. At home we carried heated sad irons to bed to warm our feet so we could fall asleep. To go to bed each night we carried a lantern to light our way and one night I turned it upside down to blow out the flame. Needless to say, flames shot out and our screams brought Dad up the stairs in record time. The miserable cold did not subside in the white house because it was not insulated and the windows were so loose they rattled. Each morning when I picked up Terry his little hands looked like swollen sausage links because he had gotten so cold in the night. Just when we got this house renewed we moved down to the gray house and began restoration all over again, this time stripping the downstairs rooms, insulating it well and installing an automatic furnace. It was during the late 50's that we also built a large cement block swimming pool which was a major source of enjoyment for many years. We lived there for many years but work in houses did not cease for we bought the rooming house which was endless work, but it provided a home for Terry and Marge while he finished his education. Houses 5 and 6 were those on the Chamberlin farm, and while we did not remodel them, our hammers and paintbrushes were always in reach. .59. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7ca5276ecdb23dde6803dcbe22195227.jpg 94d9a66677634aa06ace4962675c6754 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 63) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 60 of Day by Day] When we purchased property on Rosecrans Road and restored house no. 7, I decided I'd had enough. We had improved every house we had owned, spending hours and hours in hard, dirty work. And it was a task repeated over and over, because some of this was rental property and each time a tenant moved out, almost always we had a major renovation facing us. Then even my little Florida home betrayed me. Dad died at Christmas time in 1982 and we stayed home that winter. We always stored our trailer in a field near the camp, taking the precaution of using plenty of insecticide and mildew killer. We wrote down asking the owner of the field to take our check and renew the bug and mildew preparations. But when we walked into the trailer on an exetremely hot day in mid-October 1983, we almost turned and ran. Everything we could see was either covered with dirt or had been chewed by something. George Main had often told us that we could use his place at any time and we really had no choice at this time. We started with garbage sacks and removed EVERYTHING from the trailer, every towel, bed linen, drapery, curtain, small clothing items went into sacks and were taken to the laundry where we spent 3 full days just washing, drying, and folding. We stayed at Main's home for three nights but decided we had to move the trailer so that we could obtain hot water and electricity. We proceeded to wash down every square inch of the trailer, washed every utensil, dish, piece of silverware and finally after 4 days of hard, sweltering work, we cleaned and swept the carpet. Then little by little, we replaced our laundered items. .60. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/66f646a68c5d04a81db2c76ee208e06e.jpg 912c4fafb2f1e038949528f26de73f3e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 64) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 61 of Day by Day] We do not know what caused the damage - Florida has some hideous flying insects that could have been what chewed some of the linens. What I do know is that we never trusted that particular guy with our trailer again. It was only when we built that I was able to move into a clean, warm house for the first time and what a blessing it was, and is for me. No remodeling, no painting, no snow on my bed, no unwanted mice in my basement! I love it! Remembering Sights, Sounds, and Smells If someone were to blindfold me and lead me into an old time school cloak room I would know it at once by its smell - a mixture of damp woolen mittens and coats, boots and the ever present smell of bananas and peanut butter sandwiches in lunch pails. Peanut butter in those days must have been blended with glue - one bite and your jaw locked. Many of the boys in our school trapped animals for their fur which would sell for a small sum. Every once in a while they would come to the classroom after having tangled with a skunk and would have to be sent home by the teacher with orders to become bearable before returning. Smells that I remember; fragrant new-mown hay; the hot iron smell in Curt's blacksmith shop; the smell of bees and honey, freshly turned earth, cold ashes in the ash pan. I especially remember the smell of freshly baked yeast roll, and will always remember how grandma hid her bananas in the closet and we found them by their odor. Among the beautiful things we've experienced on the farm have been the phenomena of Nature. It has .61. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/084822949dc2af68b7d88ab261506a6c.jpg cb48bd7dd2405d0d405fd20db15bd1dd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 65) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 62 of Day by Day] been years since I've seen a showing of "northern Lights" but I remember one night in the 1950's when Wendell and I sat in our side yard and witnessed the bright white light that lit up the sky, Old Mother Nature outdid herself throwing bight orange, green and blue streamers halfway across the sky. One frosty winter night Wendall called me to "come look" at something. Going outside, I looked up at a full moon which was completely encircled by a large rainbow-colored corona. The corona was so far from the moon that they seemed to have no relation, even though you know that the moonlight shining on frost crystals had caused it. Another unforgettable sight happened as we were going over Murphy's Hill. Wendell was driving and as I looked to my right I saw this bright thing, larger than a star, with a long streamer behind sailing across the sky. I yelled but Wendall was unable to get the car stopped until just shortly before it hit ground. Even so he was impressed with his first sighting of a 'meteor' and I was almost speechless. It was a lot more breathtaking than my first glance at the satellite we all followed. We used to shock corn in the days before combines. The corn was cut and tied into small bundles which were than set into standing shocks. There is nothing more mysterious or beautiful than a large field of shocked corn under a bright, full October moon. They always reminded me of rows of tepees, and I could imagine that I could almost see Indians creeping across the field much as they did .62. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/10b5472485e0ef7dc29e575a315692bd.jpg 1c82f2582fdb2f7f0e04e39315eed4a4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 66) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 63 of Day by Day] Hundreds of years ago when they left their spearpoints, pestles, axes, and grinding stones for us to find! One of the prettier farm sights is that of a field of rowed soybeans just beginning to bush out a little. Since the advent of pesticides, which enable one to overcome the large weeds that smother beans, farmers have gone back to drilled beans which aren't nearly as pretty. Wheat and oats are always gorgeous. Bright green just as we enter winter and again in earliest spring, they then turn into a beautiful golden color in summer. when the wind is gentle with them, the stalks bend and ripple like a giant wave. It used to be that we threshed wheat, separating the grain from the straw and putting the grain on wagons or in sacks and thrusting the straw out of the machine and into a large stack. We couldn't wait for the stack to form so that we could climb to the top and slide down the shiny side. Of course with the coming of combines, it meant that farmers could harvest their crops at the time they wished without waiting their turn in the "threshing ring." And the wives could celebrate also - they no longer had to prepare those monstrous dinners that the men remember so fondly. Flashback and Feedbacks We had a big laugh at Lee's expense, when he went fishing in Canada and stayed in a rustic log cabin. Along with usual inconveniences such as no electricity, running water, etc. they were using something that he had never seen before and which in his words absolutely "grossed him out." It .63. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e14dabe2c0c4319e2e7d2458817a01b4.jpg 9f5521113b2f0ef8b27961da767893f3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 67) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 64 of Day by Day] turned out it was a fly strip, an item which used to hang in every farm kitchen. You open it and as the narrow mucilaged strip unrolled it caught and trapped flies in its sticky mess. Revolting, yes, but it saved a lot of swatting! Flies were one of the worst things we endured as children. They lit on you when you were hot and sweaty, they crawled on you as you tried to sleep. They bedeviled the cows and horses beyond bearing causing the cows to switch the milkers and even to hold up their milk. They blackened screen doors before a storm. And worst, they crawled on every bit of exposed food, ruining picnics and family get-togethers. It was a time of rejoicing when DDT finally got rid of most of them. Mosquitos and ticks didn't seem to be the pests then as much as now. Maybe because we went to bed early, thus missing the mosquitos. What we did have to hurt us, because we were forced to go barefoot, were the thorns, rusty nails, pitchforks, and barbed wire pieces all of which were as attracted to my feet as if I had a large magnet in each foot. I remember one summer I hobbled on a badly infected foot caused by stepping on a stone. Finally came the day when I could go outdoors again, and almost the first thing I did was step on a pitchfork! I hated doctors, because each time I saw one, the remedy was either castor oil or a puncture of a foot wound. As I said in the beginning, these things I have written are remembrances of our life together. For your parent's childhood, you'll have to get them to write them down. However, in looking back, I think of many things I do not wish to forget. .64. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3439e5bd6cda6b1be07bf8eee76e21f4.jpg 51e412add7665006f33312b302168fec Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 68) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 65 of Day by Day] When Terry and Shirley were little, they became known to one another as "Bus" and "Baby" and those names stuck through high school. We did not have anything to do with the names being used and where they came up with them, I do not know. Shirley did not have to talk early; Terry anticipated everything she wanted and they seemed to develop a language of their own. When we could not understand her, he interpreted her words. RicK was anxious to get going in the world; he's still impatient. He never crawled and when we got him a walker at 6 months he turned our kitchen into a racing track. He could charge full speed ahead and turn on a dime and he learned to walk at 9 months. We lived in a drive back about 100 feet from the road and just across a narrow road; at the foot of the lane stood 2 full grown trees just wide enough apart to get a tractor through. One day after parking the car on top of the hill, wheels turned slightly to the bank, we entered the house for a cup of coffee. Shortly afterward, we looked out and our car was gone! Running out, we finally spotted it across the road in the field south of the house. We ran down see how much damage had been done to the car. Inconceivable as it might seem if you had ever seen those trees and how close they were, there was no a mark on the car. Even more inconceivable was that on the back floor of the car, Shirley and Terry were still playing with something. Evidently when they got in and shut the door, that was enough to start the car downhill. But I think I'd be safe in saying that if one were to park a car on the exact same spot, the chances .65. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2588de35e2a1caec22313e618a760f17.jpg a00730639c84b7e385001144f6fa0e1c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 69) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 66 of Day by Day] would be about one in a thousand that it would go through those two trees unmarked. Terry used to stand by the east dining room window every morning and when the milk truck drove in he'd always say, "ere goes-a milka tuck". He spoke slowly and distinctly and we understood everything he said, but he couldn't explain that Italian accent. He also said, "bi-sa-ca-shew" for bicycle. You figure! Pam could not say "horse." Over and over the word came "force." One day PaBee tried to help her with her pronunciation, teaching her the "ho" sound and forcing her lips into the position to make the sound. Over and over they tried with Pam making the sound. Then he said, "Say I see a horse." And Pam said, "I see a force." I guess it's something you just out grow. Lee and Gina weren't with us as much when real small, but PaBee never forgot one sight of Lee. We walked into their kitchen shortly after Pearl had given him a Sugar Daddy and in Wendell's words "That kid had chocolate from his head to his feet" and Pearl was just standing there laughing. Shirley, Geno Jr., were 2 beautiful babies with their dark curls, one with blue, one with brown eyes and their wonderful complexions. I wish I'd had a color camera when Shirley was small. Chery was always the quiet, thoughtful one in the family. She didn't argue, and she would usually go along with anything Pam suggested but once in a while she would dig in her heels and .66. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/274f938b5e45685c34963f0d74a9a240.jpg 46abd200d465b4055eb047623ea2c4c5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 70) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 67 of Day by Day] resist. Chery is till the very organized person in the family. Lee and Scott had the knack of our generation, that of creating one's own entertainment. They use to take twine and hitch up a pretend plow (a stick), then plow a ditch and plant seeds. They once used twine string to tie 3 pretty large boards together which they imagined was an airplane. The next thing we knew they were "flying" out a second story window. And do you remember the time they found an old lantern and were filling it with gasoline in preparation for a campfire? That lighting would have buried half our farms. Lisa was always the independent child and as she grew older, tended to impress or shock you with her insight or actions. But I'll never forget one day at home she invited a few kids in to play in our motor home. Hanging in the trailer was a beautiful Della Robbia wreath bought at the Twig bazaar and so loved by me that I took it to Florida with me. When I entered the trailer an hour or so later, there sat four kids at my table each with a cereal bowl, the bowls full of cherries, grapes raspberries and every other fruit from my wreath which they had dismantled. Lisa probably recalls to this day my first look and the words, "you kids are not leaving here until every grape is back on the vines and all the wreath is put back as it was." Of course, they couldn't do it, but spent a few hours of trying and possibly learned a lesson in the process. .67. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f2a2f46ea43a62cb1c3b753c9a3ed052.jpg ef10cc400c1e4d962292ad99d040fcd3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 71) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 68 of Day by Day] Tyler Day [photo] Tyler Day was the last of our grandchildren, a little red-head who made a good impression upon everyone who saw him. He stayed with us many times when small, and I miss him greatly since he moved to Findlay. Tyler had some speech problems which lasted well into his second grade, but he's a great student and a great kid. We never allowed our children and grandchildren to sleep with us. One night when Scott was about 3 years of age, and staying over with us, a terrific thunderstorm came up. It awakened me and I hear Scott, who was on the sofa just outside our bedroom, begin to stir. Finally I heard him creep over to our door but he didn't say anything. I waited then called out, "Scott do you want to come in here with us?" With one bound, he was in our room saying, "Funder scares me to deaf." Snuggled between us, he was soon sound asleep, his fears of "funder" forgotten. A farm is not only long hours of hard dirty work, but a place of many accidents and dangers. Within 2 1/2 miles of our farm, I could think of 17 major accidents, 13 of them resulting in death most of them were very young people, only 2 of these 13 being adults. On of the saddest funerals I ever played for was for a small boy who was playing in the pasture .68. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a39766c6dec80b9f4873e01bbe057c79.jpg 25df1bb3a5bf67aad868be2d1d8c6a77 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 72) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 69 of Day by Day] and fell into an iron stake set out to hold a salt block. He died in his father's arms a few minutes later. Another child fell from a silo, one caught his hands in the moving gears of a grain drill, another suffocated under loose saw dust. There were tractor upsets, chain-saw accidents, car accidents, mowing machine and combine worries. Each piece of machinery on the farm could become a death instrument in a flash, so it was small wonder that one was continually admonishing everyone else to "be careful." The Chamberlain farm and its owners have been especially hard hit, with major accidents which included four deaths. After the lightning strike on our farm, PaBee never cared to go back out to the farm. However, both of us did help Terry try to get his dairy herd in order in 1987. He died just a week after we were there to help, and both Wendell and I lost all interest in the farm. I still own a part of it, but it's rented out and I see little of it. Did you ever wonder why you call your grandparents "Bee" and PaBee"? Well, here's the answer. I had always wanted a nickname but the name "Doris" is not the easiest name in the world to use to coin a nickname, so I was always known by my my full name, "Doris Marie." Then when I was twelve, we welcomed into our family my kid brother, also known by the name of Wendell. When he began talking tried to get my attention, it was impossible for him to enunciate .69. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/10c30179ea0272064cf894243a87f96d.jpg b222e6b30300515041d8ed008ed4a136 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 73) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 70 of Day by Day] my full name, calling me instead "Do Bee." Later he shortened it to Bee, has called me that all his life, and finally gave me a nickname that stuck, because most of my family used it in addressing me as did your grandfather, my Wendell. I was made a grandmother at a young age and had no objection until a neighbor, 25 years my senior, began referring to me as "grandma." so when Pam began talking, I encouraged her to call me "Bee." That was fine until she began calling Wendell "MaBee" at which time he asked her to call him "PaBee." To this day, all the grandchildren, some of our nieces and nephews and even some of their young friends address us this way. And that , Lee, is why when your teacher asked you to tell something about your grandparents you told her "I don't have any grandma or grandpa - just Nani and Nuner, Bee and Pabee!" My life as you can see has not been glamorous or exciting, but one of much hard work and, at times, one of frustration. But along the way, there had been so much to enjoy - friends, music, church, family books for learning and pleasure, fairly good health, a sound mind - that I can't complain. To those of you who thought this writing was on genealogy, no. That was not the purpose of this. But about a month ago I found a writing done by one of my ancestors in the mid 1700's and I'm having a copy made for the back of the book so that you can read it and truly appreciate how much you have. .70. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ea29295725a133c33ca2836fb396836b.jpg d48f6645adf01046a40b18253d74a84c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 74) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 71 of Day by Day] I would remind you, too, that I'm glad: You don't pump water for a dairy - a turn of the tap does it. You don't do hand washing - you have automatic washers. You don't hang up wet clothes - you use a dryer. You don't stoke the furnace several times a day - it's automatic heat. You don't light candles or lamps - a flip of the switch make light, etc., etc. In addition, mixes of all kinds have shortened cooking immensely. Supermarkets hold all kinds of canned fruits and vegetables or even fresh produce. It's hard to believe that we rarely saw celery or lettuce when I was a child, and an orange in our Christmas stocking was a real treat. It's been an amazing change that I've seen in my lifetime in everything from transportation to clothing, education to morals, foods to indoor conveniences. As someone said, "Enjoy today. You are living better than any king lived a century ago." In conclusion, I have just a word for you, my grandchildren. We've enjoyed each and everyone of you regardless of whose genes you wound up with. We've shared your illnesses (cried many tears over you), your good times, your first word, your first step. We've rocked you, singing "Rock-a-Bye Baby" ten thousand times, changed you, consoled you, hugged you, argued with you, yelled at you and yes, even spanked one of you once. And through it all, we had a ball. Hope you did, too. Love, Bee and PaBee .71. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/54f0e1a47127e356e4fcd3b8c1e84b7a.jpg c82dc757d5550b04ec4e7cfc151fc24e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 75) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 72 of Day by Day] Our First Great-Grandchildren Erik Day [photo] Ryan Day [photo] 4 Generations Rick, Wendell, Scott, and baby Erik [photo] .72. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9c5bf7b55e47324de20be4ee75b083d3.jpg 3dccdeb8c032fb3cda25ab9c2d090651 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 76) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 73 of Day by Day] Our Family Today Birthday Gathering for Doris 1991 1st Row: Marge Day, Scott Day, Pam Day Given 2nd Row: Juanita Day, Doris Day, Wendell Day 3rd Row: Chery Ortlieb, Shirley Alessio, Lisa Day, Rick Day 4th Row: Jim Ortlieb, Gino Alessio, Mott Given .73. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/86c86e3f6a1f802b41202ddac607aa43.jpg 01d3236b68f5ef5ba42c906df0306d07 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 77) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 74 of Day by Day] Lewis H. Davidson. The following sketch from the pen of Rev. Lewis H. Davidson, of Washington township, a few additions, appeared in the Freeport Press of April 16, 1890. It shows some of the many hardships endured by the pioneers in general, and this truly representative family in particular. "My great-grandfather, William Davidson, was born in Ireland, and emigrated to the United States in very early days, and after being married, and having four sons, was captured by the Indians before the Revolutionary War, and was lost to all knowledge of his friends. My grandfather, William Davidson (second), on my father's side, was born November 20, 1747. He was married first to Rosanna Hutchinson, who was born in Wales. This union resulted in five children - three sons and two daughters. His second marriage was with Barbara McDale; result eight children - five sons and three daughters. My father, Lewis Davidson, was of the first set of children, and was born in Fayette County, Penn., March 23, 1773. My mother, Mary Davidson, daughter of Lewis Davidson, full brother of William (second), was born in Allegany County, Md., September 23, 1778. Her mother's name was Nancy Todd, and she was born in England. My mother was one of fourteen children, all full brothers and sisters. My father and mother were married in Fayette County, Penn., in July 1798, by Rev. James Roberts. the result of this union was twelve children - eight sons and four daughters - namely: William. Nancy, Rosanna, John S., Mordecai W., Lewis H., Susanna., Mary., Jesse., Thomas L., Joseph C., and Jonathan S. In 1802 my father and mother , with a number of other families moved down the Ohio river in large canoes fastened together, and landed on the west side of the Ohio river opposite where Catlettsburg is now located. After remaining there about one year, my father bought land in French grant, in Scioto County, Ohio, where they remained until March 1909. I was born at that place February 23, 1809. This location proved to be sickly - chills and fever. Here two of their children died: Nancy and Rosanna. My parents proposed to move back to Pennsylvania, and having sold their land, and the weather becoming fine the last week of March, they commenced the tedious journey, packing all they intended to move on two mares. My mother carried me in her arms on horseback, and an older brother, John S., behind her and Mordecai W. was in father's arms on the other mare, and William who was in is tenth year walked. They come to the Muskingham River at Zanesville, April 2, 1809, and my mother forded that river with me in her arms. They had fine weather to travel in, and all went well until they reached the big Stillwater Creek, between where now in Smyrna and Moorefield. One of their mares, being very warm, drank too much water, and by the time they reached the John lamb farm, one mile east of Moorefield, she was so sick they stopped, and there she died. This stopped them in their journey to Pennsylvania. "My father rented a small cabin nearby and remained there that summer and next winter. During that time he entered the quarter section of land which L. D. Latham now occupies, three miles west of Freeport. On March 10, 1810, my father moved his family down on the east side of Big Stillwater, and stopped with Daniel McGloughlin, who then lived where the widow Bevans now lives. In a few days he erected a cabin on his own land, and soon moved into it. It had a "cat-and-clay" chimney, split puncheons for a floor, clapboards pinned together with wooden pins for a door to keep out wolves, as well as everything else, but which did not prevent us from hearing the wolves howling a few yards from the door. We were also surrounded with other wild game, such as bears, deer, turkeys, and smaller game, which were much used for food by families, the hides of the deer dressed for clothing. Those were trying times, indeed! Daniel Esley had a little mill at that time, built of small logs, standing where the Hess mill is now located. The dam was built of brush and dirt, and very leaky at that, and when it was very dry weather we often had to pound out corn into meal in a hominy block, and live on potatoes, squashes, pumpkins roasting ears, and beans. In 1812 my father erected the first hewed-log and shingle-roofed house that was ever built in the valley of Crab Orchard, carrying nails for the roof from Newellstown (now St. Clairsville) in a sack on horseback, and paying a high price for them. But just when the new inhabitants had cleared a few patches to raise corn and potatoes, the http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a0b986b886d735de219f5fc3ddde764e.jpg c113b6f853c3665f6e0cc3f134a5a85e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 78) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 74 of Day by Day] distressing War of 1812 called all the able bodied men in Ohio to arms; as it is well known that Ohio and the western frontier suffered more than any other part of the United States, on account of the alliance between the British and Indians, the British offering the Indians a high price for every white scalp they would produce. At this time father was suffering badly with rheumatism as to be unable to work, having lost the entire used of his legs, yet he did not escape the 'draft,' and I remember well his being carried from the house by two strong men to be put on horse back to ride to New Philadelphia to answer his name, and prove his inability to go to the front. I can not recollect the excitement when word reached this part of the State that Shipley and Warnock were killed by the Indians about forty miles from this place. Immediately following this report the entire neighborhood about Freeport was alarmed over a rumor that an Indian attack was to be made upon them; and from far and near families flocked to the village for safety, which was found in a house of huge round logs that had been erected for the very purpose it was called to serve. Our family was among those who hastily sought this shelter, and while en route on horseback, riding behind my father, I remember falling from the horse and rolling down a steep embankment, which so hurt me as to cause me to cry aloud. My outcry was only hushed when warned that unless I would cease the Indians would hear me and come and massacre us all. Some two days in doubt and expectancy were passed in the village, when, the fears of the settlers subsiding, they returned to their homes. When the war closed, this part of the State settled up rapidly, and soon the people became prosperous in their undertakings. "We soon had churches in Freeport, and church organizations, good preachers and good congregations. In early life I became interested in the Christian religion, my father and mother being members of the Methodist Episcopal Church. On April 15, 1827 I united with the Methodist Episcopal Church of Freeport, Ohio, two sisters, Susanna and Mary, uniting at the same time. Thus we joined hands that we would walk with God during natural lives, long or short. My sister, Mary, has gone to the spirit land, dying in the faith of the Son of God. My sister, Susanna Latham, it still lingering on the stage of action, but with good hope of eternal life beyond the grave. She is greatly blessed with a daughter and son-in-law to take care of her in her declining years. In 1829 I bought 100 acres of land in Washington Township, Tuscarawas Co., Ohio. On January 7 1830, I was united in marriage to Lucinda Latham near Moorefield, Ohio: she was born in Fauquier County, Va., September 18, 1910. The result of this union was seven children - four sons and three daughters-namely: Isiah, Mary, Lucy, James M., Latham A., Sarah E., and Alexander J. Three of theses, Isiah, Lucy and Sarah, died in Infancy: James M. volunteered in the United State service August 9, 1862, and became a member of Company F, Ninety-eight regiment, O.V.I. (he was mortally wounded September 20, 1863, in the memorable battle of Chickamauga, and was lost to all knowledge of his friends). My daughter, Mary McPeck, lives near Jewett, Ohio. Latham A. is living in West Milford, Harrison Co., W. Va. Alexander J. is living near Tucson, Ariz. "In September, 1830, my wife and I went to that wild woodland that I had purchased in Tuscarawas County, to fix upon a location for a cabin, and after wading through the high weeds and brush for awhile, we located the site near a spring. I had my ax in hand, ready to cut down the large oaks that stood all around. I looked at my better half, and asked if she thought we could make a living in that place. Her eyes began to fill with tears, and turning her back to me , she walked off to a large oak tree down, the one I had intended for the foundation of my house, this being the first break on those 100 acres. I soon had my cabin up, and I soon finished my chimney, then commenced grubbing for my next summer corn field. When there was snow on the ground I would chop rail timber, and when there was no snow I either split rails or grubbed, so when the time came for planting corn I had three and a quarter acres cleared and well fenced; also in the meantime had made 2,000 rails for my neighbors. I will also say my wife was often seen picking the small brush on the clearing after working the http://66.213.124.233/files/original/462c4e8fed2daff3a96819d2dcfd8899.jpg 33417009195b8e75293b9c772139409c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 79) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 75 of Day by Day] little garden that I had prepared soon after we had moved to that place. We continued on this place until December 1, 1835. During our stay there I cleared and fenced about twenty-five acres of land, and made about 8,000 rails for my neighbors. I made oak rails at twenty-five cents, and chestnut rails at twenty cents per hundred. "In the fall of 1835, my health failed, and during much of the time I was prostrated. This was the cause of our selling our land at that place and moving to Freeport on the first day of December, 1835. In April, 1836, I bought some goods and went into mercantile business on a small scale. In the summer of 1837 I changed my business, and moved out on the Crab Orchard Creek. In October 1837, I, in company with a brother, went to Blackford County, Ind., and bought eighty acres of land. In November I rented what was called the Dewey Farm, on Crab Orchard Creek. Here we remained for seventeen months. In 1839, having bought the interest of some of the heirs of the farm on which I was reared, I erected a house, where L. D. Latham now lives, and moved to that place. On May 8, 1842 I received, from the Methodist Episcopal Church, license to exhort, and on February 8, 1845, to preach the gospel. On June 23, 1850, I received a deacon's orders by the hand of Bishop Janes, an elder's orders on March 20, 1864, by the hand of Bishop Scott. In December, 1845, I rented the mill property belonging to Nelson Driggs, moved to that place, and remained there until the day of April, 1847, when we moved to what was known as the Barrett Mill, having bought an interest in that property. "Here we remained until the first of April, 1851, when , having sold my interest in the mill property, we moved back to the mill and farm property of Nelson Driggs. About the time we had our corn planted, Driggs sold his mill and farm to Andrew Stewart, and came to me and requested that I release the rent on the farm, and he would pay damage. Stewart wished to repair the mill, but wished me to continue to farm and cut the hay and tend the corn. In December, 1851, Driggs put a nice lot of goods in the house where Turner now keeps his meat shop, and requested me to move into that house on the 8th of December, 1851, and took charge of his goods. In March , 1852, Driggs sold all his store goods on both sides of the street to Isaac Holloway and Benjamion Parsons, and they placed all the goods in the brick house where Peairs Bros. now have their store, employing me to sell their goods for one year. About one month after I took possession of the goods Sheriff Boyd of Cadiz came and demanded the key of the store- house in favor Driggs' Eastern creditors. I had then the privilege of being idle awhile. The owners of the good replevined them, it soon passed though the court, and the goods passed back to Holloway & Parsons, and I began in my former business. We remained in the store until April 1853. For the past two years we had been receiving rent from a farm of eighty acres near Tippicanoe, which I had bought in 1851. In 1851 I rented a small farm from Samuel Green, and moved there in April. On January1, 1854, I bought from John Vandota the farm we now occupy, and moved upon it March 1, 1854. On the 4th January, that year, I was appointed by Presiding Elder J. G. Samson, to take charge as pastor, of the Methodist Episcopal Church at Sewellsville and Salem, and there I labored nearly six months, and received into the church over fifty members . Soon after I finished my labors there we attached ourselves to the Tippecanoe Class, Deersville Circuit; I was called upon to preach to the people. In 1855, in a quarterly conference at the Valley Church, a resolution was offered and unanimously passed that my family and I should be exempt from paying quarterage. This exemption continued for a while, and I thought, lest there be some jealous feelings toward me by my brethren, I would propose a change in the matter. I addressed the following letter to the quarterly conference, I being sick and not able to attend: Tippecanoe, August 27, 1858 Dear Brethren of the Quarterly Conference of Deersville Circuit, Pittsburgh Conference: Whereas, at the quarterly conference, held at Pleasant Valley, there was a resolution unanimously adopted that myself and my family be exempt from paying quarterage, and while I highly appreciate and shall ever feel bound to appreciate the act of my brethren in passing this resolution unanimously as a a compliment to me, I move that the above resolution be rescinded, and the names of myself and my family be place among the paying members of the circuit. Yours fraternally, L. H. Davidson "On September 16, 1857, I was http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d26dde7a4a52edb45b708906fcc28755.jpg 94cfb0eb4d56362ad8298a65db7d504d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 80) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 76 of Day by Day] appointed agent of the American Bible Society for Guernsey County, Ohio commencing the 16th day of September and ending the 29 day of January, 1858. Number of families visited, 894: number of days engaged, 104: whole amount of cash received, $402.19: number of addresses delivered, 28: value of Bibles and Testaments given to destitute families, $17.66. A few years ago we attached ourselves to a class in Freeport on account of the convenience, as we are in our declining years. I have been appointed executor of administrator of the estate of the following persons: My Father, Susanna Buffington, Robert A Latham, Mary L. Hill. Asa Miller, John McCormick, Amanda Bargar, Reuben Allen, James B. Jenkins, and Guardian for Ham Hogue's heirs and William McCormick. Up to date, January 18, 1891, I have solemnized marriage contracts between ninety-eight couples. My work is now almost finished. There are a few of my early acquaintances with me living on the stage of action; Elijah Carver, Samuel Wilson, James Kerr, widow John Phillipps, Zera Davidson and wife, Robert Mears, Bazil Steel, John Miller, William Perdue, Robert Wilkin, Robert Tedrick, Mary A. Stewart, widow of Andrew Stewart: all these our youth met each other with warm hearts and friendly hands, but soon these hands and hearts will be cold in death. But if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with Him, and shall change our vile bodies that they may be alike fashioned unto His glorious body." Taken from a book on Harrison County, Ohio held in The Licking county Genealogical society. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6a1294e7203c9a6f9757fe2f30821d9d.jpg 8f95d58a3b09b778326e7e21be06348b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day (p. 81) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to back cover of Day by Day} Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. Items in this collection generally contain genealogical information about the families, personal anecdotes, and images of family members. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Day by Day Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Author Doris Davidson Day Subject The topic of the resource Davidson family--Genealogy Day family--Genealogy Ohio--Delaware County--Sunbury--History Personal narratives--Doris Davidson Day (1917-2010) Description An account of the resource This family history provides general histories of 5 generations of the Davidson, Day, Glenn, Cline, and Cowell families, from 1899-1995. Author Doris Davidson Day puts into print memories of her childhood, marriage, work, joys, and sorrows. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1995 Language A language of the resource English Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 31093745 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource Book Type The nature or genre of the resource Still Image Text Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Community Library, Sunbury, Ohio http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5ce723ddf01d40fae31e652ee2a2a8c6.jpg 0d017cca4a91ad6cfb186d0a2a073437 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 1] [corresponds to front cover] Flashback: A Story of Two Families by Dorothy Dillenbeck Burrer as told to Polly Whitney Brehm Horn Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 1) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2e559b306265537565f1f2926d6d2d34.jpg 3a54f8fcffc57171ec6b4931dd775d43 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 2] [corresponds to inside front cover] [image: Burrer coat of arms] Community Library Sunbury, Ohio Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 2) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3ad497f3afb2dca94bf0f54d90a06da8.jpg 0f5b8ecf7c57ab5664d3567f4f76cdbc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 3] [corresponds to front matter] c.1-8-1997 rc 12-14-2004 Flashback: A Story of Two Families The Burrer Family The Dillenbeck Family by Dorothy Dillenbeck Burrer as told to Polly Whitney Brehm Horn BUR 929.21 BURRER c.1 Community Library Sunbury, OH 1996 [Community Library imprint 106212] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 3) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0eccc73a0d7d79850bee52dd0e03ddf2.jpg d20260a73f876f947cc4697c71194129 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 4] [corresponds to page ii of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo:The Burrer Mill barn as it looks from the yard behind the Burrer home.] NO BOOKS Suppose there were no books! No books to read in cozy nooks! No books to feed the hungry mind And teach the art of being kind. To link today with yesterday: No books to charm us for a while, To bring a tear or lure a smile. But here are books, praise God above! If we have books and we have love We can dispose of other things; 'Tis books, not crowns, that make men kings. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 4) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4dcf046879b588fddd7f827b30cc9856.jpg c8c8a6c00d8e6ee7fbc9c16b38a4a11b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 5] [corresponds to page iii of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] PREFACE "There's a quiet movement taking place right now that deserves to become a permanent tradition in this country: the purposeful creation of personal histories that preserve our lives as we grow older, making the details of our time on earth available to our descendants forever. Whether written, spoken into a tape recorder, or recounted to the lens of a video camera, your stories will be eagerly awaited by the most appreciative audience of all-your family. And far into the future, your family will read your words or listen to your voice and be grateful you took the time to put this gift toegether for them." Taken from the back cover of Bob Greene's To Our Children's Children. This book came very close to having never been written. Due to failing eye sight, old age, and a belief that (according to my personal credo), I could not write about myself. My long time friend, Polly Horn, who is very competent on the mysterious computer, said she would put my answers to her questions on the computer. So here you have many flashbacks to the life styles of two families, genealogy and all. It was great luck to be born with parents who loved each other, my brother and me. It was great luck to meet Carleton Burrer at a dance in New York and end up in Sunbury, Ohio, where I have been part of a loving family, had a meaningful career, and a full life. Although this book was begun after Carleton's death, many parts of it are taken directly from words he had written at different times in his life. Polly and I fondly call him our ghost writer and we are happy to be getting many of his writings together into one book. Since we are each a mix of genes of all the ancestors before us, perhaps each of you-my son, my grandchildren and their heirs will learn a little more about yourself from reading these flashbacks. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 5) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/298f419c8e258681447ab8cfc858c1a1.jpg 6e76ca51c3f089e22d8fcbec07951984 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 6] [corresponds to page iv of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Table of Contents I. The Burrers 1 A. The Ancestors 2 1. Christoph Friedrich Burrer II 2 2. John Jacob Burrer 2 a. The Old Mills 3 (1) F.B. Sprague 4 b. New Burrer Mill 5 B. Johan's Sons 1. John E. Burrer 6 2. Gottleib Jacob Burrer 6 3. Frank Burrer 8 C. Gottleib Jacob (Jakie) and Amy Ann Burrer 6 1. Electricity 11 2. Their Family 16 a. Sprague Gammill Burrer 9 b. Karl Ormand and Daisy Sperry Burrer 24 c. Paul ParkerBurrer 35 d. Rudolph Burrer 37 e. Gordon Jacob Burrer 39 D.Carleton Sperry Burrer 46 1. Sunbury Electric Shop 55 II. Dillenbecks 58 A. The Ancestors 59 1. Captain Andrew Dillenbeck and Oriskany 60 2. Rev. Lambert Swackhammer 66 B. Andrew Luther and Pearl Whitbeck Dillenbeck 75 C. Dorothy MacNaughton Dillenbeck Burrer 79 III. Carleton and Dillie Burrer 104 A. John Dillen Burrer 107 B. Community Library 110 c. Sunbury Electric Shop Burns 115 D.Farmers bank 118 E. Grandchildren 121 F. Retirement 129 IV. Appendix Index 155 A. Burrers in Germany 156 B. Gammill Family 160 C. Sperry Family 166 D. Van Wie Family 173 E. Pages from Burrer Bible 177 F. John E. Burrer Family from Esther Burrer 179 G. Nannie E. Burrer Family from Owen Warren 180 H. Paul Barker Family 181 I. Gordon Burrer Family from Don Burrer 182 J. Historical Data on Two Burrer Homes 186 The following articles were written by Carleton S. Burrer: K. Origin of the Name of Sunbury 189 L. The Burrers from The People Book 198 M. Early Delaware County, Sunbury and Communnity 209 N. Sunbury and Galena Communities and how they were in 1938 When Sunbury Lions Originated 222 O. Why I Enjoy Living in Sunbury, Delaware County, 235 V. Bibliography 239 VI. Index 240 Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 6) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d27d7b35f0b37d1edca065185adcba07.jpg 659852bbb81fa1b1981df9bc9b1db29a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 7] [corresponds to unnumbered page] FLASHBACK: EARLY BURRERS [three images] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 7) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f01fd1acb2926e29d586c21547ae7651.jpg ed679b0c85ec4f772eb5665635ae5af7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 8] [corresponds to page 1 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [foldout: Carelton Burrer's Ancestors .1.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 8) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d4f85c284b221245726930d60f9d6093.jpg dafa19440c708f0093a9258c6c7aa540 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 9] [corresponds to page 2 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Sunbury's Burrer family has been traced back to Hans Burrer born 1530 of Cleebronn (spelled Kleebron in the old church records) in Germany. The name passed through the sons as follows: Hans (1530) to Christoph (1590) to Christoph (1628-1684) to Hans Jakob (1622-1715) to Johann Jakob (1701-1751) married to Sabrina Cathrina Wehrer, to Christoph Friedrich (January 5, 1744-May 26, 1772). Christoph Friedrich Burrer II Christoph Friedrich who married Elizabetha Margaretha Fischer November 17, 1767 in Cleebronn, had at least 2 sons Gottlieb Johannes (1768-1827) and Christoph Friedrich II (December 20, 1770-October 30, 1829). Gottlieb married Susanna Barbara Eberlen October 30, 1792 in Botenheim, Germany and they had 10 children: some were to stay in Germany while other descendents immigrated to the America. Christoph Friedrich II was born in Cleebron, Germany, December 20, 1770, and married Margaretha Walderich (born March 24, 1772) July 17, 1792 and became a farmer. To this union 9 children were born but only two of the babies lived to be confirmed: Johanna Gottliebin (May 7, 1797) and Christoph Friedrich III (April 24, 1802-April 4, 1884) who later settled in Elyria, Ohio. Their mother died apparently in childbirth December 2, 1809. Nine months later on September 30, 1810, Christoph II maried Maria Sara Rosch (born July 18, 1788) in Hohenstein and they had eleven children. It appears that only four babies lived to be confirmed: Friederike (1811-1832), Johann Jacob (July 16, 1820-April 19, 1874), Johann Christian (October 14,1821-), and Johann Gottlieb (June 15, 1825-August 21, 1890). All three boys married and immigrated to USA. It is Johann Jacob who brought his family to Sunbury, Ohio. Johan Jacob Burrer Johann Jacob was born July 16, 1820, in Hohenstein, Germany, the 17th child of Christoph II and the 8th child of Maria Sara. On February 6, 1844 he married Barbara Catherine Bollinger of Hofen near Besigheim. Barbara Catherine was the daughter of Gottleib Heinrich Bollinger,an Alderman and Town Councilman in Hofen, and his wife, Christina Barbara Kontz, Bollinger. Barbara Catherine told her children her grandfather Bollinger fought in wars against Napoleon. At least four of her siblings also came to the USA. Johann Jacob was a Burger (citizen) and Maurer Meister (master stone mason) in Wurtenburg, Germany. He and Barbara Catherine had five children in Germany: Louisa Catherine (7-23-1846), Gottleib Jacob (1-3-1848), Caroline Catherine (2-5-1849), Catherine Christine (2-5-1851) and Fredericke (2-17-1852). In July 1854, dropping the last 'n' in his name, Johan Jacob, his wife, and five children left Germany in a sailing ship which arrived six weeks later in New York. The family went by wagon to Medina County, Ohio, where his half-brother, Christoph Friedrich, had already settled. They stayed with Johan Jacob's brother for six months until a family fight resulted in Johan Jacob's moving his family to Spring Street in Delaware,Ohio. Shortly after their arrival in Delaware, John Edward was born (3-9-1855) having been carried by his mother during all the rigors of the trip from Germany. Apparently Johan Jacob's search for fine stone brought him to Sunbury Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 9) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a4788e5fd56d9a387fe0b6d99ea32bc5.jpg fa045ef2662aff775bb02ebf770e498b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 10] [corresponds to page 3 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] where he purchased a log cabin on in-lot #19 (44 West Cherry Street) from Andrew and Julia Heron on January 28, 1857 (Vol 59, page 224 Delaware County Deed Records). The cabin was shingled on the outside and plastered on the inside and became the family home until the death of Barbara Catherine in 1901. In this home the last three children were born: Nannie E.(9/20/1857-2/4/1931), Heinrich (1859), and Frank (1863). The home was last purchased by the Village of Sunbury in 1995. In August 1857, Johan Jacob purchased a plot of land along the Big Walnut Creek from John Knox as a 'Stone Purchase' where he and his eldest son later became partners with Henry Fleckner in the operation of the quarry. Johan Jacob's oldest daughter, Louise Catherine, married Fleckner and they lived in the house now standing at 10 Walnut Street at the east end of Cherry Street. (They had two children: Charles R. (1867-1867) and Julia (1874-1881). In 1867 Burrer bought an empty lot at 35 South Columbus Street just north of the Myers Inn, then a hotel. On this lot he built a tavern, small store and bakery. Under the building was a small sub-basement which was used for natural refrigeration. People attending the periodic stock sales on the southwest corner of the village square stopped here for refreshments and a light lunch. When the building was torn down by Lawsons' in 1985, stone from the building was given to Community Library, owner of the Myers' Inn. The stone was transferred to the Big Walnut Area Historical Society with the building in 1994. Business in the tavern, store, bakery must have prospered for the family along with Johan Jacob's work as a stone mason. He passed his knowledge of the trade along to his eldest son, Gottlieb Jacob. Bailey Mill To be true to history, one must leave our story and discuss another mill. Carleton has written the first mill in Sunbury was constructed southeast of town on Granville Road just south of Big Walnut Creek near the juncture with Rattlesnake Creek by Nicholas Manville in 1810. The ownership of this mill passed to Major Strong in 1817, and then to Eleazor Gaylord in 1825 thus became known as the Gaylord Mill. It never reported to mill white flour. Since this mill did not operate as long, the Burrer Mill has the distinction of being the longest operating mill. Back to our story. In 1871, Burrer and his son, Gottleib Jacob (then 23 years of age), purchased from Henry and Sarah Boyd, the old 'Bailey'water-powered mill which had been built in 1842 by Samuel Peck and T.P. Myers to operate as a sawmill. Mr. Bailey bought the mill in 1848 and added machinery for making flour and grinding 'grists'(small batches of grain) by means of stone 'Buhrs'. This mill was located in the bottom land along Big Walnut Creek behind Fleckner's barn. The creek had been diverted further up stream to flow into a pond and there was a 'right-of-way' included for a tail-race through John Knox's land to carry run-off [photo: Gottleib Jacob Burrer] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 10) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6283c5a7d66e475701d2538cb329e660.jpg e5b9be2395497f04da20aedba051746f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 11] [corresponds to page 4 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] from the water wheel to a point farther down stream. This mill property containing a little over 26 acres of land (in addition to the right-of-way) was purchased for $3500. Mr. Boyd had previously purchased the Van Sickle Mill, the first in Trenton Township from his brother, Jacob Boyd, and had moved its machinery into the 'Bailey' Mill. The Van Sickle Mill had been built in 1845 with a 'brush' dam across the Big Walnut about one half mile northeast of Sunbury. The 'brush' dam was replaced with planks. John Van Sickle sold the mill to E.M. Condit who operated it from 1855 to 1862 and then sold it to Jacob Boyd. F.B. Sprague, a Justice of the Peace who certified the Burrer-Boyd purchase agreement on June 16, 1871, had expertise in the milling business and bought in as a partner with the Burrer father and son. F.B. Sprague This partner in the early mill was born in Delaware July 16, 1825 to Pardon and Mary Meeker Sprague. Pardon was born in the east and migrated through Zanesville and Granville in 1816. Mary was the daughter of Forest Meeker (born in Pennsylvania) who came to Stratford, Ohio, in 1811. Pardon was Sheriff for two terms before entering the State Legislature. He died in 1828 at 40 years of age. F.B. moved his family which included C.P. to Sunbury in 1868. C.P. worked with Kimball & Armstrong in their store, then with Wayman Perfect for a year before studying telegraphy with his brother who kept the Railway Office in Sunbury. On March 18, 1877, he married Ada M. Payne (daughter of N.H. Payne of Sunbury) and August 1, 1877 he became Station Agent. Meanwhile F.B. Sprague became Probate Judge in 1875 after being Justice of the Peace. He soon lost interest in the milling business. It was not long before it became obvious the creek flow was not strong enough six months of the year to carry the business of the mill so land was purchased at the northeast corner of North and North Columbus Streets where a steam powered mill would be built. The outlines of the old mill race and some building foundations can still be seen in the spring of the year before the underbrush obscures the area. Carleton Burrer has done much to document the details of the mill. Johan Jacob died on April 18, 1874, at the age of 53 and did not see the mill moved from the creek site. At the time of his death two more daughters were married: Caroline Catherine had married [photo: Gottlieb Jacob Burrer] [photo: Christine Burrer Rice] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 11) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c9f374b6d9b7ce86368f1bebdb9728fa.jpg a51f26e4ffd78145b0cbd8a7afb14257 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 12] [corresponds to page 5 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families ] Daniel Miller of Delaware, and Catherine Christine married Charles H. Rice. His son Heinrich died the month before his father at the age of 14. Johan Jacob was also survived by his widow (now 54), Gottlieb Jacob (26), John E. (20), Nannie (18), and Frank (12). Gottlieb Jacob administered his father's estate and rearranged ownership of the properties to continue operation of the tavern (now a bakery and a store) and the mill. Mill Moved into Town East of the site chosen for the new mill at the corner of North Vernon and North Streets, Samuel Shiver Gammill was operating a saw mill and Hoop Factory using steam power. Mr. Gammill, who was also an excellent builder, agreed to build the new mill. Foundations were laid for a frame structure for the mill and one of stone for the boiler and engine room. The new mill was to use the excess end-products (slabs and saw-dust) to fire the new boiler. Accordingly, an exceptionally large and tall smoke stack was erected to permit burning of this fuel with safety in the quantities needed. Pictures of the old mill can be seen at 46 N. Columbus Street. [photo: Burrer Mill-from North Street. Man on left in big door is Jakie Burrer. Second man from right in same door is Parker Burrer.] In 1875 the machinery and equipment from the old mill were moved into town and a steam engine was purchased in Mount Vernon to supply power. This piece of equipment took advantage of the newest and the oldest forms of transportation in the community. Due to the incompletion of the new railroad trestle across Big Walnut, the engine came by railroad to the Big Walnut Creek where it had to be unloaded at one of the quarries and brought across the creek and into town by ox-drawn wagon to the new mill. On December 1, 1879, (Deed Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 12) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d1db357d5c0c65cb9e4e5993b63f697.jpg 7273b6aec68e722d1c521b06302ebcf0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 13] [corresponds to page 6 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families ] Record 74, page 380), Jakie and his wife, Amy, conveyed to Louisa C. (Mrs. Henry) Fleckner, the Boyd (Bailey) Mill property since it was no longer needed for the mill. In the new mill, grain was ground between rotating grooved stones or 'buhrs' driven by steam power. Buhrs cut from local stone were too soft to retain sharpening. The best material for making these buhrs was then obtainable only in France and had to be cut in segments to facilitate handling in shipment. In 1996, one of these made of cut and fitted granite, held together by a wide band of thick steel was being preserved on the patio south of the Burrer residence at 46 N. Columbus Street. The mate of the stone was in the custody of R.F.Sherfy. Gottlieb Jacob Burrer and Amy Ann Gammill Marry On May 26, 1875 Jakie and Amy Ann Gammill (whose genealogy is included in the appendix to this volume) married in her parents' home. Amy was born in Porter Township in 1858 and spent her life in this community. Her father Samuel Shriver Gammill built a house for them across from the mill on the south side of North Street designated as 46 North Columbus Street which has remained in the Burrer family. At the time the streets were not paved and there was an open ditch between the mill and the house. When the streets were paved a large tile covered with fill ran through this ditch to Prairie Run. The Sunbury Mill flourished in its new location. Farmers from miles around brought their grain by wagon or horseback and sometimes had to wait hours for their "turn." In 1886 the stone buhrs were replaced by steel roller mills. Soon thereafter "White Loaf Flour" and other milling products were being manufactured and shipped out of the area to various markets. Jakie's Brothers and Sisters After the death of their father and Sprague's becoming judge, the Burrer Brothers operated the mill-Jakie, John E. and 12-year-old Frank. As Jakie began to raise his own family, his brothers began to pursue other interests. John E. Burrer was more active in the bakery and the store. In 1893 at the age of 38, he married Margaret, daughter of Remolus Hyatt. Like John she had grown up in a log cabin located just west of 61, north of the intersection of State Route 3 [photo: Jakie and Amy Burrer] [photo: Jakie and Amy Burrer's Home 46 North columbus Street Sunbury, Ohio][corresponds to page 7 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families ] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 13) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d3b92c88e1a5c4a9810050c798552d3e.jpg 17cf25ac0990e05b37caa924adb232fa Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 14] [corresponds to page 7 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families ] THE VILLAGE OFFICIALS [photo: LLOYD M. BELL MAYOR] [photo: DR. W.O.PHILLIPS COUNCILMAN] [photo: HARVEY HUPP COUNCILMAN] [photo: W.M. KASSON COUNCILMAN] [photo: REV. JOS. LONG COUNCILMAN] [photo: JOHN E. BURRER COUNCILMAN] [photo: HARRY BELL TREASURER] [photo: S.ROSS BEST CLERK] [photo: LEWIS EVANS MARSHALL] [photo: MR. DAVIDSON STREET COMMISSIONER] 1906 Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 14) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/65969f6ae9d9f8429081d5ddc906deff.jpg 9302d66727afd141f25a7a3a5bdd2e93 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 15] [corresponds to page 8 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families ] and 36 in Sunbury. It too has been sided and plastered so no one knew it was a cabin. John E. and Margaret moved into rooms over the bakery and had three children: Esther (5-28-1894), Arthur Merton (8-1-1896) and Frank (6-28-1898). Parker Burrer often told the story of going to John's bakery and coming home with 6 large loaves of bread for only twenty-five cents. In 1899 this building and lot were sold to Mr. J. W. Barker who continued to operate the business there until he sold it in 1906 to Mr. C.A. Root who came from Pickaway County. Robert Gelston came to town and operated the business from 1913 to 1919 and lived in the building. In 1900 John E. purchased a flour and grist mill in Centerburg and moved his family there. Two more children were born: George Hyatt (May 10-1902) and Ralph Henry (10-12-1909). Business was good for the family in Centerburg. John E. became a councilman and prominent businessman. However the mill dust began to take its toll on him so in 1910 he sold the mill to his brother, Jakie, and moved to Delaware, Ohio, where he purchased a bakery on the north side of Winter Street on the corner of the first alley west of Bun's Restaurant and Bakery. They bought a home on West William Street. Unfortunately, the bakery in Delaware did not prove to be profitable and John E. became an engineer in a mill in Prospect, Ohio. His health again made him leave the mill profession, so he opened a delicatessen in Delaware which also failed to succeed. He moved his family to Westerville and set his youngest son, Ralph, up in the shoe business. At the age of 77, he passed away on December 24, 1932, and is buried in Sunbury Cemetery. His son, Ralph Henry, moved his shoe store to Delaware where it was very successful. He raised a family of four children (another died at birth) and passed away at age 66 in 1975. John's eldest child, Esther, retired from a lifetime as a school librarian, lived in Delaware. She told Carleton Burrer the family had a total of 75 cents to get started when they moved to Centerburg so many years before. Fredericka Burrer married Charles Crawford. They had no children. Nannie E. Burrer married Thomas R. Payne, son of Harrison and Adaline (Goodrich) Payne on June 21, 1879. Thomas was a hardware merchant in Sunbury. (See the Appendix of this book for more about this family.) Frank Burrer never married but continued to live with his mother and help with the operations in the mill. However, when his mother died August 29, 1901, he moved to Westerville, built a mill there and operated it until his death in December 27, 1942. The log- cabin home in Sunbury was [photo: Boys in the Burrer Living Room] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 15) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/046b872730548ae72a6c18bd743e16e6.jpg 2f59b66330ada772d6af91bad65b78b0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 16] [corresponds to page 9 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families ] deeded to A.D. Gammill on September 25. 1901. (Deed Record Vol. 116, page 106.) Jakie and Amy's Family Five boys were born to Gottlieb Jacob and Amy Burrer: Sprague Gammill (3-7-1876), Karl Ormand (8-22-1879), Paul Parker (June 6, 1886), Rudolph Odell (2-15-1888) and Gordon Jacob Burrer (2-2-1894). "At least no two were in diapers at the same time." commented Dilly. Sprague Gammill Burrer Sprague, the first born was named after the partner and then Probate Judge, F. B. Sprague. He was killed while playing in the mill. The following has been preserved in the Townley-Ports Scrapbook in the historical files at the Community Library. HORRIBLE ACCIDENT Caught on a Revolving Shaft and Thrashed to Death. Last Friday morning about 1 o'clock the terrible news flashed from mouth to mouth that Sprague Burrer, the 10 year old son of G.J. Burrer had been killed by machinery in his father's mill. We immediately went to the house and there in the mangled form of that child beheld the most horrible and sickening sight it has ever been out lot to witness. It seems that he with his brother, still younger, and two of S.S. Gammill's little boys were playing in the basement of the mill; and had put a string around the end of a shaft to see it wind up. When trying to get the string off, the shaft caught in his loose waist and wound it up in such a manner as to bring the shaft under his left arm, and there he whirled at the rate from 150 to 200 revolutions per minute, his feet striking four times every revolution, first against a sill overhead, then an upright beam, then the floor, and last against the corner of a rack suspended from the ceiling, breaking and tearing them off almost piece by piece and throwing a circle of blood and pieces of flesh on everything near. His father and uncle, John Burrer, were in the mill just above and hearing him striking against the floor thought some of the machinery had broken and both hurried down to see what it was, and not until they saw him in that horrible position did the awful truth dawn upon their minds with almost a paralyzing shock. The father rushed back to throw the belt from the pulley, and the other to the engine to stop it, then back again just as he [photo: Sprague Burrer] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 16) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b1879ece4fa2adca860416a79398b636.jpg 3fbbc67e81c8f561a8cf8ef9f6f77b42 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 17] [corresponds to page 10 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] was going around the last time. He tried to pull him off the shaft but could not until he turned him back three or four times to unwind his clothing. As he was being carried across the road he put his arms around his uncle and spoke for the first time sayin, "Oh, Uncle John!" and from that time on till he died, about five hours later he knew all that was being done. Drs. WIlliams and Mosher were immediately summoned and did everything in their power to relieve his suffering. On examination they found that both feet were torn off at the ankles, and were just hanging by a little flesh, the ribs on the left side were crushed in and some of them broken in several pieces. Stimulants were constantly given him but he did not rally and continued to grow weaker until about half past two o'clock when his spirit left the body and returned to God who gave it. All the assistance that could be rendered by sympathizing friends was kindly given the bereaved parents. The funeral was held at half past two o'clock at the M.E. Church Sunday afternoon, Rev. Jas. Matlock officiating. The church was crowded with the many friends who had assembled to pay their last tribute of respect, and almost as many remained outside the church." This incident must have truly scared Amy but she continued to allow the other boys to spend time in and around the mill throughout their childhood and teen years. Knowing the perils of childhood around such a mass of unprotected drive belts, pulleys, sprockets, gears, clutches, engines fly-wheels, rotating, shaking and reciprocating machinery, it is indeed a miracle that all of the other boys were not injured. Community Activities Early in their married life, G.J. and Amy became interested in the Baptist Church and took an active part in it. Their names appear in the church records for the building of a parsonage (still used in 1996) and again in the replacement of the old church building with the new brick structure in 1907. Indeed, one young man from the community received enough encouragement from them to continue his studies for the ministry and became prominent in the field. G.J. and Amy saw to it that all their boys attended Sunday School and Church regularly. Although Amy wasn't a great cook, her husband would send the farmers waiting for their grain to the house for a bite. Amy probably fed them pancakes from the mill's own pancake flour. Amy was known for beans! When her life was too [photo: Amy and Gordon Burrer] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 17) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8109ed664d24f9346f839377ebb4abed.jpg 79108fe90cc1c1960cbb954d5dd7180f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 18] [corresponds to page 11 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] busy to cook-such as washday-she cooked beans. When she was busy calling on the new folks in town with her friend, Pearle Whitney, she cooked beans. Like many people from her generation, Amy was very frugal. Her philosophy was to waste nothing. Most people who burned coal had it delivered to the house where it slid down a coal chute, through a basement window, into the coal cellar. If Amy was out walking after the coal deliveries and saw coal lying on the ground, she would pick it up, put it in her purse, and add it to her household supply when she got home. Louise Sheets used to come spend a week with her Aunt Amy each summer. Since Amy only had boys, she treated Louise like royalty. Each visit they went shopping and Louise got a store-bought dress, a real treat since her mother made her clothes. Later Louise Sheetes owned her own clothing store, The Litte Shoppe, facing the east side of Sunbury Square. Jakie did not approve of Amy's two fun loving brothers, who managed to get into trouble. One time one brother, who had a wooden leg, drove his buggy into some wires after drinking and had to have his leg replaced. Someone stole something from the other brother and he found out who did it. He took matters into his own hands and went to the party's house where he broke in and stole his things back. Unfortunately, he got caught and had to serve a sentence. Jakie decided the uncles were a bad influence on his boys and refused to allow them to be associated with his brothers-in-law. [photo: Flouring Mill and Home of G.J. Burrer in 1909] Electricity Comes to Sunbury Carleton Burrer wrote the following account for Sunbury's Sesquicentennial book of the coming of electricity to Sunbury. Soon after 1900, electricity was becoming popular and useful in cities and the Burrer boys (Karl, Parker, Rudolph and Gordon and their father Jakie) recognized the advantages and convenience this new energy could provide if made available in the village. Steam pressure built up in the boilers to operate the mill during the day, could not be utilized and therefor wasted after the mill shut down in the evening. Realizing that this power was already available, they purchased and installed a belt driven 'Dynamo' Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 18) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2e8dc92c0d2a3ae1c284efeecbcd2b4a.jpg 00753e52ac5265913915e336962a8c5e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 19] [corresponds to page 12 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] to make electricity for use in the mill and to distribute throughout the village. A few lights were strung around the engine room and in the mill. Wires were run to the house and across the street to the Methodist Church (then located across North Columbus Street from the mill) which was one of the first customers. Then as fast as the boys could recruit 'knowledgeable' help, lines were extended to other nearby buildings and houses. Wires were extended along the streets and across back lots as more and more citizens determined that electricity was practical and 'here to stay' and therefore they should have it. "The Blakely-Williams Store at the corner of Vernon and Cherry Streets was the first mercantile building to have the new lights. Mrs. Kimball, the banker's wife, already having the finest gas light fixtures then available had the electricity installed just to run her water pump. In the beginning and for sometime thereafter, service was provided from dusk until midnight, and if something went wrong, there would be no electricity at all." Dilly told how Jakie determined when it was time to turn off the electricity. Each night he would take a page from an old Bible which was coming unbound and head to the mill. When he finished reading the page, Jakie would turn off the electricity for the town. One night, Joe Landon had a hot appendix which needed to be removed. The electricity had already been cut off for the night when the doctor knocked on Jakie's door and asked to have it turned on so he could operate. Jakie fired the mill and the entire town was bathed in light while the doctor operated on Joe on the Landon's kitchen table at 52 Otis Street. Joe gave Jakie the credit for saving his life. "Soon the first street lights were installed, one on each corner of the square and one at the mill. These were of the carbon-arc type and produce a very brilliant, although flickering light. Gas street lights were previously used and Charlie Gaylord, who lived just south of the Baptist Church, had the job to light them each night. He had a long pole with a taper and a key on the end to open the valve and ignite the gas. Turning them off required another trip around the square for Charlie. "It wasn't long before the need for longer hours of elecrtic service and enlargement of the generating facilities became necessary. The wood fueled boilers were no longer capable of supplying the demand. To correct the situation, provide for future increases and more flexible operation, the steam power was abandoned and two stationery, internal combustion engines were installed. They were natural-gas fueled and water-cooled. One was a 2-cylinder with 25-horsepower and the other 3-cylinder with 35 hp. Both were manufactured by Reeves and were joined together with [photo: G.J. 'Jakie' Burrer] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 19) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f1900ff732c66975ea6529e68ce086b2.jpg a16fcf6bc93d64ce53d7371061d77cc9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 20] [corresponds to page 13 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] a system of line-shafting, belts, and clutches so that either or both engines could be used to drive the mill machinery and/or the generator as desired. One of the first 'two-phased' generators to be used in this area was secured and installed by the Erner & Hopkins Electric Company of Columbus. The installation was supervised by M.A. (Milt) Pixley of Ohio State football fame, this being his first such undertaking as an Electrical Engineer. [photo: Employees of the Mill outside the south door: Charles Draper, Marion Parks Jesse Doane and K.O.Burrer] "The engine room was enlarged and covered with a poured-concrete and steel roof. Arches to support the roof were made from structural members obtained from a steel bridge then being replaced along the Croton Road (Hartford Road). "Large pressure tanks were installed for the storage of compressed air, necessary for use in starting the engines. A concrete 'pool' or open tank, was constructed in the outside area at the rear of the buildings and the necessary piping installed to circulate water for cooling the engines. "This new system was very satisfactory for a few years until the electrical 'load' again called for more capacity. A 6-hp, 2-cylinder Westinghouse engine and an additional belt-driven generator were installed and the earlier equipment was retained for stand-by and peak load assistance.... "The final modernization of the electric plant at the mill was accomplished with the installation of a still larger generator and exciter. This was direct-connected to a 90hp Anderson Oil Engine and its output fed into a new and larger switchboard. This engine was of a new and improved type, utilizing the "Diesel' method of fuel injection and combustion. No spark plugs or ignition system was needed, but to start the engine one had to use a blow-torch to heat special firing pins red hot, before applying the compressed air to 'turn it over.' If the plugs cooled too Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 20) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f45d83159515d4494938ef38f42a52d1.jpg c44f1c7ec9893baa4e926688426bc141 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 21] [corresponds to page 14 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] much before the air could be applied, the injected oil spray would fail to ignite and the engine would not start. It would then be necessary to reheat the plugs and start over again. Once started, however, the plugs would stay hot and although the engine had only two cylinders, the flywheels were very large and heavy thus enabling it to provide exceptionally smooth and efficient power with no noticeable flickering of lights. With the old system it was a common occurrence for the lights to dim down and frequently go completely out. Whenever that happened one would hear the expression - "Jakie's belt's slippin." It was rumored that 'certain small boys' of the day, found ways to make a belt 'fly-off' at the most inopportune times. This not only caused Jakie considerable consternation and exasperation but was a great inconvenience to the citizenry to have to sit in the dark during some community gathering while he or one of the boys put the belt back on the pulleys and got things going again. The patrons and operator of the early movie theatre would be especially unhappy about it. One can imagine how unreliable electric clocks would have been had they been available." "Just prior to the early 1920's, demand for electrical energy began to develop in the rural areas and small, individual light plants were becoming popular. The names "Delco-Light" and Lalley-Light" appeared in the farm journals and electrical 'trade' papers. Recognizing an opportunity to expand in an allied business, the mill operators formed the Ohio Lalley Light Co., and established sales offices on North Sandusky Street in Delaware and on the North High Street viaduct in Columbus. Their franchise encompassed the central Ohio area and installations were made and services provided as far away as Marysville and Bellefountaine. The 'plants' and batteries were purchased in carload lots and business flourished for a few years. ... "Electrical equipment manufacturers developed 32 volt, direct-current appliances and motors for use on these systems and such items as fans, vacuum sweepers, toasters and irons as well as water pumps and washing machines became available. Due to the fact that very heavy wires were required to 'carry' the current for more than very short distances, it was impractical to attempt to use more than just a few lights in outlying buildings. "The small light plants and the batteries themselves were also incapable of supplying current for very heavy loads, except for short periods of time. The lady-of-the house, therefore had to be sure that on ironing day, too much current would not be needed for other purposes and that the storage batteries were in good condition and well charged. "Westinghouse and Delco (and perhaps others) later produced instant- start systems which generated 110 volts. Whenever a light was turned on or a motor connected, the generator would start and keep running until current was no longer needed. This seemed like a good idea but was short lived because at about the time of the introduction of these systems, power companies were beginning to offer contracts for service and to extend their lines into the more thickly populated rural areas where Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 21) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6c9de91732ede11063b08643ab5242cb.jpg 78b8be0dac6f0a453704f22a9c108fa2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 22] [corresponds to page 15 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] farmsteads were close enough together to justify the cost of the extensions. Connections to these lines could be purchased on the basis of a construction cost of about $2400.00 per mile of line. This cost was divided by the number of customers per mile. Of course, those most anxious to get the service usually divided up the cost per mile and authorized construction, by passing those along the way who could not or would not share the cost. Contracts were usually drawn, however, so that after a specified time, additional connections could be purchased at a reduced rate and after an additional length of time, taps could be obtained free. Even though initial contracts were expensive, the former light plant owners were glad to subscribe because their existing wiring could be used with, usually, no revision and inconvenience and cost of maintaining the private system was forever eliminated. "Expansion of these power companies quickly eliminated the market for its products and services and The Ohio Lalley Light Co., was forced to liquidate its stock of plants, parts and equipment. "In 1925-6, the Suburban Power Company with headquarters in Utica, Ohio, offered to purchase the generating equipment at the mill and the distribution and metering facilities from the mill owners and made arrangements to secure current for resale from the Columbus Railway Power and Light Co., whose recently constructed transmission line crossed the Granville Road near the Big Walnut Creek. Their line was then serving Westerville, Centerburg and Croton. The generating equipment and two of the engines at the mill, being no longer needed, were then dismantled and sold for use in other areas, leaving only the two Reeves gas engines to operate the mill. The Suburban Company then opened an operating headquarters and an appliance store in the glazed tile business building, later designated as 17 E. Granville Street (and torn down in 1982 for the parking lot at the Municipal Building). Sales people, line construction engineers, and construction men operating from there extended the distribution system very rapidly and appliance sales were promoted." "Carleton recalled the first electric ironer (a Thor) was purchased by Phoebe (Mrs. Henry S.) Cook. She was then operating a rooming house at her residence on the west side of the square and wanted to iron her linen. In that same year, Rudolph Burrer purchased the first household refrigerator, a Kelvinator with a wood-frame cabinet. The installation was made for his mother at their home on North Columbus Street. At that time it was considered advisable to install motor and compressor in the basement to avoid the operating noise and improve efficiency. An engineer came over from Utica to do the work. The refrigerant used was sulphur dioxide and any gas leak which developed would evacuate the household in short order." Let's leave Carleton's account of Sunbury's electrical progress and see how this impacted the family. With the Burrer family on the cutting edge of the new technologies, they were able to bring a new way of life to the community. Individual members of the family were looked upon to serve on various civic and educational committees. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 22) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/97b9826d9283a12724b12a248eda1ede.jpg 08fe29c25206701ae6f1b63176c1743b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 23] [corresponds to page 16 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Clifton, a community resort about a mile north of town on the Big Walnut Creek. [photo: The Burrers at Camp Clifton July 1909 Mr. and Mrs G. J, Burrer, Mr. and Mrs. Parker Burrer, Mr. and Mrs. K.O. Burrer, Rudolph Burrer, Gordon Burrer] [photo: Swimming at Camp Clifton's Fern Bank Mr. Cockrell unknown, Mrs. Cockrell, Dr. Gerhardt, Mrs. Sedgwick, Mrs, Marshall Smith, Mrs. Amy Burrer] [photo: Camp Picture on July 30, 1911 K.O. is the second man from the left in back. Daisy is 4th seated lady from left. Carleton is on her lap. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 23) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e00ed9d5e4a3a8a0a0837cc5d082f242.jpg 86dc029bca91f24870472885f44bff62 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 24] [corresponds to page 17 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] As the young men grew into adults, the family flourished. Although the rigors of a family owned and operated business left them little free time, the family did actively take part in church activities and spent time each summer at camp. Camp Clifton flourished from the turn of the century until the 1920's. Consisting of cabins, community kitchen with cooks, a dining room, and of course a swimming hole, the camp made a perfect get-away from summer heat for those who could afford the luxury. When it was no longer an exclusive resort, it continued to be used for civic events such as Sunday School picnics, and a cook- out spot for hikers. The Burrer family made good use of these facilities as shown in these photographs. Mr. and Mrs. G. J. Burrer Celebrate Fiftieth Wedding Anniversary On May the twenty sixth eighteen hundred and seventy five a group of friends assembled at the home of Mr. and Mrs. S. Gammill to witness the wedding of their daughter Amy Ann Gammill and Gottleib Burrer and on Tuesday evening may twenty-five, five of the original wedding party with sixty relatives and friends were entertained by the bride and groom of fifty years ago, at their home in Columbus street in honor of their Golden Wedding Anniversary. Mrs. Burrer was born in Porter Townshp in 1858 and has spent her life in the community. Mr. Burrer was born in Wittenberg, Germany in August 1848 and came to this country with his parents, when five years old. Located at Sunbury in 1872, he entered the milling business and has been a very successful miller, giving all his personal attention to this work, retiring only a few years ago. Their sons, K. O. Burrer and P. P. Burrer continuing in the business so well established by their father. R. O. Burrer, assistant cashier of Farmer's Bank of Sunbury, Gordon J, Burrer of Huntington, W. Va., of two grandsons, Carleton Sperry Burrer and Gerald Jacob Burrer, one grand daughter, Barbara Burrer, are the members of the immediate family. Mr. and Mrs. Burrer and their entire family are members of the Sunbury Baptist Church and the Masonic organizations of the city. Yellow candles and draperies decorated the dining room, the same color scheme being carried out in the refreshments, most appropriate for the Golden anniversary. Mr. and Mrs. D. H. Davis sang two numbers that were greatly appreciated. Several beautiful and useful remembrances were presented the host and hostess, which will bring back memories of a happy occasion for many years to come. Mr. and Mrs. J. Rowe, Mrs. A. R. Sheets and Mrs. Aloia Barber, who were present at the wedding fifty years ago, and the following guests registered in a yellow guest book. Dr. and Mrs. H. J. Powell of Bowling Green, Marshall Smith, Mr. Harold Smith, Mrs. L. R. Smith. Mrs. Wendell Miller, Mr, and Mrs. Charles Druggan, Mr. and Mrs. James Cockrell, and Mr. and Mrs. William Moore of Columbus, Mr. and Mrs. Arch Gammill, Westerville, Mr. and Mrs. P. W. Gage, Mr. and Mrs. H. H. Snider, Delaware, Mr. and Mrs. P. P. Burrer, Gerald Burrer and Barbara Burrer, Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Gammill of Centerburg, Mr. and Mrs. H. s. Cook, Mr. and Mrs. O. A. Kimball, Mr. and Mrs. A. C. Williams, Mr. and Mrs. C. M. Wheaton, Miss Myrtle Mosher, Mr. and Mrs. K. O. Burrer, Mrs. Anna Blakeley, Mr. and Mrs. D. H Davis, Dr. and Mrs. J. H. Gerhardt, Miss Louise Sheets, George sheets, Mrs. Louise Sedgwick, Mr. and Mrs. I. T. sperry, Mrs. A. Barber, Mr. and Mrs. W. T. Kuhlman, Mrs. Etta Davidson, Mrs. Adelaide Lott, Mr. John Gammill of Centerburg, Mrs. Hazel Davidson, Mrs. Ersel Farris, and Mr. and Mrs. O. W. Whitney. Amy and Gottlieb Jacob celebrated fifty years of marriage on the 26th of May, 1925. He was to die before the next anniversary. Jakie Burrer Dies In 1926, Jakie was attacked with influenza which was followed by sleeping sickness which resulted in a peaceful sleep from which there was not awakening. Jakie's obituary in The Sunbury News of February 18, 1926, says "he was a man who attended strictly to his own business thus building a large acquaintanceship, and a wide circle of friends." He is "leaving the business which daily manufactured a product which shall stand as a monument to the life of a Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 24) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/138ed4c77d8646fafa245e1dfb46c42f.jpg d57e44fe250d9cf8373ff5827168814a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 25] [corresponds to page 18 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] man who built for Sunbury and community." Aside from his business and the church, G.J. always found time to lend assistance to the welfare of the town. He served as village councilman, was elected to the Board of Education several times, and took an active role on all proposed movements to make the town a better place for its inhabitants. At his death, G. J. was one of the oldest members of Sparrow Lodge No. 400 F. & A. M., a member of the Masonic Veterans Association, and Charter member of Columbis Chapter No. 33, O.E.S. He was director and vice-president of the Farmers Bank of Sunbury at the time of his death. He left a void in the family which had relied on him for guidance and looked up to him as a role model. Grandson Carleton never forgot the suit Jakie bought for him. Electric Story Continues Before we look at each of the sons, let's continue on with Carleton's electric story. "Rudolph and Gordon and left the mill by the time their father died leaving the business in the hands of Karl and Parker." Many older residents told Carleton of the humming of the machinery and the chugging of the gas engines exhausted into the tall smokestack. They recalled the operations continuing, night and day, for weeks on end, during World War I when flour and other food products were urgently needed for the war effort." Early in world War I, during the Belgian Relief Program under the direction of Herbert Hoover, much White Loaf Flour was sent by G. J. Burrer & Sons to Europe in sturdy linen bags." The story goes that in Belgium many were jobless, including the embroidery workers who had no orders and no material on which to work. The Gugenheim warehouse in Charleroi was full of embroidery thread. Alice Aron Gugenmeim (1872- 1955) conceived the idea of using the flour sacks. There was no bleach available to remove the printing so the needle-factory workers, school-girls, and even ladies of high social rank covered it with exquisite stitchery. These sacks were then used to cover lampshades, waste baskets, tea- cozies, make school smocks, pillow covers, et., The items were sold in a shop on a prominent street in Brussels [photo: Flour Sack with Embroidery] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 25) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0c01625bd1ed41e4b6283f1bead5da0a.jpg 8ca776fecf8b963ad42eacd4e3708c33 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 26] [corresponds to page 19 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] 5 LBS. NET WEIGHT [image: Sunbury Mills The Famous White Loaf Flour Since 1872 Bleached MANUFACTURED BY G. J. BURRER CO. SUNBURY-CONDIT-CENTERBURG MT. LIBERTY, OHIO.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 26) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c454c6849c28e246ee90f272df5b9a76.jpg 74fab62c1ffd32afbb7e44372f49c2c9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 27] [corresponds to page 20 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] and yielded tens of thousands of gold-standard francs to the Belgium Relief. Carleton tells that, "In appreciation, some of the Belgium women and children embroidered, and therefore colorfully decorated five hundred of these bags from various manufacturers and sent them to Mr. Hoover. A number of them, including one of the most colorful ones from the old mill in Sunbury, are on permanent display at the Hoover Institution on War, Revolution and Peace (The Hoover Peace Tower), Stanford University, Palo Alto, California. Some of the sacks are also at the Herbert Hoover Presidential Library, West Branch, Iowa. Later Charlotte Burrer in Cincinnatti made a replica for the Burrer family of the flour sack which is now in the Community Library archives. Thus a small town industry took part in an important world humanitarian undertaking. [image: A needle used to sew the flour sacks at the mill. It is shown actual size.] "During the depression, 1929 through the early 1930's, a local Farmers' Co-Operative organization was formed and the Condit (which burned in January 1996), and Sunbury Elevators were constructed and operated by them. After a short time it was determined that the interests of the community could best be served by combining the various facilities operating in the area. A stock company, The G.J. Burrer Mill & Elevator Co., was formed. "In addition to the two new elevators, the Sunbury and Centerburg mills and the property in Mt. Liberty were acquired and operated Farmers' Co-Operative. Headquarters were set up in office space newly prepared at the Sunbury elevator and the mill office closed except as needed for a branch operation. "As the years passed the market for locally produced flour and allied milling products rapidly diminished. As communications and transportation [photo: The Sunbury Elevator on South Vernon Street. Company known as G.J. Burrer Mill & Elevator Co. Photo circa. 1940] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 27) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/dc2c9a1f138f0f10bb4ca8708841535a.jpg 9056838ffb6e2ee28ed292a24ac776d0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 28] [corresponds to page 21 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] improved the large midwestern mills began to advertise their products and quickly took the place of the small producers. Farmers no longer brought their grists to be ground or traded for flour and meal, but shipped their grain to Chicago, Toledo and other large midwestern markets for cash and then purchased specialized cooking and baking needs at the stores. Commercially baked bread and biscuits, for which White Loaf and Tip-Top Flour became locally famous as ingredients, disappeared from the scene. "Electric motors replaced natural-gas engines. These motors could be started and stopped more conveniently and required practically no maintenance. A motor driven commercial feed grinder was installed, together with mixing machinery and equipment and an addition built on the mill to house it. Formulas were developed, mixing ingredients procured and a line of commercially prepared feeds was manufactures and sold under the trade name of 'Burco.' Small mixing and automatic packaging was installed and a new product called Red-A-Mix Pancake flour marketed in the areas. This was a good idea and the product gained considerable acceptance until the larger processors entered the field. "The milling machinery was kept in tack although seldom used except for procession of small specialized orders. The building area which had been used for storage of milling products was now holding commercial feeds, and the heavy-walled bins which had stored wheat, oats, rye, and barley for milling purposes were being used to collect and store grain for shipment to market. [photo: Burrer Mill Barn on North Street] "In about 1944, Karl Burrer, President of the Corporation and Manager of the operations of various properties, was injured in an accident at the elevator in Sunbury. In consideration of the possibility that he might not be able to continue with active participation in the business, the stockholders decided to dispose of the assets and in 1945 transferred ownership of the properties to the then recently organized Delaware County Farm Bureau. In the dissolution of the corporation, Parker Burrer retained the facility in Centerburg. Milling of flour was, of course, discontinued there as in Sunbury, many years ago. "The new owners, unable to foresee any future need for the mill property, offered it for sale. The machinery and engines were dismantled and disposed of, the old stone walled and concrete-roofed engine room Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 28) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6b8ddb1f18860c0d9f51d1fd8602530e.jpg f79c4463d4af487fa0213fb8a9344c5c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 29] [corresponds to page 22 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] was torn down and the tall, brick smokestack felled and demolished. The heavy timbered frame building and storage bins were razed and the property passed into other hands. In 1966 fragments of the walls of the 'pool' and the frame building at the rear of 46 North Columbus Street were all that remained of the old mill." [photo: The Barn in 1991] This frame building (known as the Burrer barn) once housed the horses and wagons used for transportation and later converted into garage space for the chain-driven, solid-tired Republic truck. The top floor of this building was subsequently used as a loft for storing hay for the horses and later provided storage for commercial feeds. In 1917 the Republic was exchanged for a 4- cylinder, flat-bed Packard truck, also with solid tires but without the chain-drive to the rear wheels. It was purchased with a cowl and dash only, and a special weathertight cab with sliding doors was manufactured for it and installed in Columbus." [photo: Burrer Mill 2 1/2 ton, 4 cylinder Packard Truck with solid rubber wheels and sliding cab doors was made in Columbus, Ohio. Mill workers are Karl Burrer, Charles Draper, Jesse Doane, and Marion Parks.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 29) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/49e3294db8a7a89bc3361d71d5206034.jpg f3dd653b6fde90bfcca221ef2e7b55f2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 30] [corresponds to page 23 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: JAKIE'S SURVIVING SONS Gordon Jacob Burrer Rudolph Odell Burrer Paul Parker Burrer Karl Ormand Burrer] [photo: Amy Gammil Burrer surrounded by her sons: Parker, Gordon, Karl, Rudolph] [photo: Karl Burrer with Horse "Bashful" Rudy Burrer at the car in front of Jakie's Barn July 1909. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 30) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/24e3a41833b43b1507f879f2f5491212.jpg 9344a5ada3e4dcc394eb7c11e6826a22 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 31] [corresponds to page 24 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Karl Ormand Burrer] Karl Ormand Burrer Karl, the oldest of the surviving boys, attained the highest degree of formal education. Following graduation from Sunbury High School, he went to Denison University in Granville, Ohio. During one of his winter vacations home from college, his brothers, Parker and Rudy, were looking for fun at their brother's expense and they convinced Karl to sit on a sled at the top of the hill behind the house. The boys had greased the runners under the sled so when they pushed it, the sled went so fast it could not be controlled thus the sled and Karl went through the back of a shed at the foot of the hill. While he was still in college, he took a year off to help with installation and initial wiring for the first electricity in Sunbury. He then returned to Granville to complete his education. He and other students undertook, and completed a project of wiring a new science building and laboratory then being constructed at the university. In the early 1960's one of Sunbury's local contractors, doing some remodeling at Denison, removed a partition and found a copy of The Sunbury News lodged in the partition. It had been sent to Karl by his father while Karl was a student and apparently it was accidently left behind during the construction of the building. Karl graduated from Denison University Class of 1902-3 and taught there for a period. Soon after 1900, the family installed a 'Dynamo' to make electricity for use in the mill and to distribute throughout the village. Karl was persuaded to remain home and supervise the operations. Thus the beginning of the end of his teaching career. Karl had dated a doctor's daughter from Galena for many years and everyone thought they would marry. The girl's mother let it be known her daughter had a bad back and would be unable to scrub clothes over a washboard. Amy heard this and proceeded to stop the romance. She wanted her sons to marry healthy women, preferably with money. At the Sunbury Baptist Church, Karl met Daisy Sperry who accompanied her family to church each Sunday in a horse and buggy. Daisy was the only daughter of Isaac T. and Sophronia (Cummins) [photo: K.O. Burrer] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 31) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/40078f42f91ef649fe14e98626f6fbd3.jpg 5bef3ae99e9b7b7b958627e8c31fc55e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 32] [corresponds to page 25 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Physic and Chemistry Lab at Denision University in Granville Ohio, early 1900's. The Instructor, Professor K.O. Burrer, is the second from the left.] [photo: Professors and students wiring the Science Building at Denison University for electricity. Professors Chamberlain and K.O. Burrer are at the far right. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 32) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/32f7aa43b8fb6d50aaea640a42c5704e.jpg 4d1607726765314ff63422ccdda4a620 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 33] [corresponds to page 26 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Sperry who operated a farm south of Berkshire, near Rome Corners. Isaac was the son of Albert and Matilda Vernon Sperry, and grandson of Jacob and Mary Wilson Sperry, a well- to-do- farmer in Utica. Jacob and Mary gave each of their children a home and $40,000. The couple were returning from Mt. Vernon where they went to buy a large print Bible when their buggy was struck by a train. Mary died instantly and Jacob a couple of weeks later. More on this family is in the appendix. [photo: Daisy Sperry teaching piano to Bertha Church who became Mrs. Leroy Gill] Albert Sperry was also thrifty and provided well for his family. He bought each of his four sons a 100 acre farm. Isaac sold his farm and moved to Rome Corners, south of Berkshire Later he purchased a second farm on the same road. Times were good and he bought a third farm north of Berkshire Corners. [photo: Old Berkshire M. E. Church and School Daisy Sperry attended.] Daisy had gone to Rome School, Sunbury High School, the Ohio Wesleyan University in Delaware. She also had post graduate work in music at Denison. She met Amy's daugher-in-law requirements. Karl and Daisy married December 30, 1908, in her parents home, a large brick house just north of the Corners in Berkshire. The couple lived there with her parents. On November 9, 1909, their son, Carleton Sperry Burrer, was born. When he could be spared from the family business, Karl moved his family to the University of Wisconsin at Madison where he completed a Masters Degree in Electrical Engineering and did some part-time teaching. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 33) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e38c2f8bd75dfd7b4efdca9fb00015cb.jpg 274138472aa16efd9fa6d1b1197db875 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 34] [corresponds to page 27 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Beautiful Home Wedding. Miss Daisy Sperry Becomes The Bride of Mr. Karl O. Burrer. On the thirtieth of December, as the old year 1908 was beginning to wane, one of the prettiest weddings of the holiday season was solemnized when the only daughter of Mr and Mrs Isaac T. Sperry became the wife of Mr Karl O. Burrer, a promising young instructor in Wisconsin State University. The large and spacious home of the bride was artistically decorated green and white being the predominating color. An improvised alter was ar- ranged in the front parlor where, from a group of potted plants arose a prettily constructed arch made of cedar from which was suspended a white wedding ball. Promplty at 2:30 o'clock, when the guests numbering about seventy were assembled, Miss Lucile Campbell of Mt Vernon, a cousin of the bride, play Mendelssohn's wedding march, accompanied on the cornet by Prof Ed. Wing, also a cousin of the bride, Then Miss Edith Bell of Mt Vernon sang very sweetly and impressively the hymn, "Oh, Love Divine" As the strains of the wedding march were re- resumed, the Bridal party descended the stairs, advanced through the long hall, and entered the parlor through the rear door. First in order came the ushers, Mr. Harold Bell of Mt. Vernon and Mr. Albert Lindsay of Barb [illegible] Then came Miss Nora Wing of Mt Ver- non, the maid of honor, followed by Miss Mary Palmerton of Granville, the bride's maid. The bride then appeared on the arm of her father, and was at the alter by the room; accompanied by his best man, Mr. Randolph [illegible] brother of the groom. T [illegible] was performed by Rev. G [illegible] Granville O, a former college [illegible] the [illegible] and pastor for a [illegible] of both bride and groom, at the Baptist Church of Sunbury, having officiated at the baptismal service of the groom. [photo: Karl Ormand and Daisy Sperry Burrer Wedding, December 30, 1908] The bride was beautifully gowned in white embroidered net over cream satin, with lace trimmings and carried a cluster of bride's roses. Miss Nora Wing wore white net over white silk, and carried a boquet of white carna- tions. Miss Mary Palmerton wore white silk, and carried a shower of maiden hair fern. Immediately after the ceremony a wedding luncheon was served. The back parlor and adjoining room across the large ball were transformed into a large dining hall; the tables were graced with carnations, narcissus and ferns. At two large tables were seated the bridal party numbering ten and immediate members of the bride and groom's family together with the of- ficiating clergy and his wife. The bride is a graduate of Ohio Wes- leyan University class of '02 and was also a student in music at Denison Uni- versity for a short time. Since her graduation, she has been a successful teacher of music in this vicinity and was highly esteemed by all who knew her The groom, the eldsest son of G J. Burrer, proprietor of Sunbury flour ing mill, is a graduate of Denison Uni- versity, Granville, O., of the class of '02; was prominent in college circles, being an instructor in the college after his graduation for three years and a member of the Phi Gamma Delta fra- ternity. In 1908 he went to Madison Wisconsin, and has since been a stu dent of Electrical Engineering in the State University, and is at present em ployed as instructor in that department. Mr and Mrs Burrer left Wednesday evening for a short wedding trip through parts of interest in Michigan and on Jan. 5th Prof. Burrer will re- sume his duties in the University in Madison. After Feb 20th, Mr and Mrs Burrer will be at home to their friends at 228 Longdon St., Madison, Wis. and the best wishes of all for a bright and happy future will be with them in their future home. The out of town guests were as fol- lows:_H. E. Bell, Edith C. Bell, Mrs Annie Bell, Mr and Mrs Will Wing, Miss Nora and Mr Ed. Wing. Mr. Ed. Campbell, Mr and Mrs Hugh Campbell, Miss Lucile Campbell from Mt Vernon; Mr. and Mrs B. P. Benton, Mr and Mrs D. D. Crawford of Delaware; Mr and Mrs E Smith, Mrs Elvira Smith, Mr and Mrs M. Cummings, Mr and Mrs M Smith, Mr and Mrs C. Druggan of Co lumbus; Mr and Mrs Watterman of Chicago; Mr and Mrs G. R. Dye and Miss Mary Palmerton of Granville; Mr and Mrs Geo Smith, Mr and Mrs E H. Lindsey of Mansfield; Mr Albert Lind- [illegible] Mr [illegible] R Sperry, Mrs Ella Wornstaff of Ashley; Mrs Martha Ball of Newark Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 34) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/53f3a845b6e50c4856d5ada120e79e1b.jpg c6072ff86ef9bd302042cc686c4a816b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 35] [corresponds to page 28 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] RECEIVED MANY PRESENTS. Following is the list of presents received at the Sperry-Burrer wedding at Berkshire, an account of which appeared in our issue of Tuesday: Mr. and Mrs. G.J. Burrer, Sunbury, O.- 1 set of silver forks, 1 set of silver knives, 1 set of sterling silver spoons, Rogers Bros. make. Mr. and Mrs. Hults and daughter, Sunbury - 1 set of sterling silver tea spoons. Wm. Wing and wife, Nora, Ed., Mt. Vernon, O.- set of sterling silver spoons. Mr. and Mrs. Chesley Wornstaff, Ashley, O.- set of sterling silver teaspons. Mr. and Mrs. Al Sheets and daughter Louise, Delaware - set of bouillon spoons. Mr. and Mrs. S.S. Gamil, Sunbury- set of silver Table spoons. Mr. and Mrs. Parker Burrer, Sunbury - silver sugar shell. Mrs. Sarah Pettibone, Columbus - sterling silver tea spoons. Mr. and Mrs. Harry Finch - silver meat fork. Clement L. Waldron - silver meat fork. Mr. and Mrs. Elmore Lindsey and J. V. Sperry and Albert Lindsey of Mansfield, O.- silver vegetable dish. Mrs. O. K. Armstrong, Sunbury - pair silver napkin rings. Mr. and Mrs. E.R. Sperry, Ashley - silver celery dish. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Sperry, Ashley - cut glass deep dish. Mr. and Mrs. E.J. Smith, Columbus - cut glass deep dish. Mr. and Mrs. Ed Campbell, Mt. Vernon, O.- cut glass sugar and creamer. Mr. and Mrs. I. T. Sperry, father and mother of the bride - set of silver knives and forks, Roger Bros. Mr. and Mrs. Hugh Campbell and Lucille, Mt. Vernon - cut glass water pitcher. Mrs. Edwin Bell and family, Mt. Vernon - cut glass tumblers. Mrs. Alvira Thrall Smith, Columbus - cut glass vase. Mrs. Geo. Smith, Mansfield - cut glass syrup dish. Miss Marie Roof, Sunbury - cut glass olive dish. Mr. and Mrs. Watterman, Chicago, Ill. - set etched glasses. Mr. and Mrs. Sumner Druggan, Columbus - doz. etched glasses. Mr. and Mrs. Burton Benton, Delaware - gold embossed jelly stand. Mr. and Mrs. Marsh Smith, Columbus - gold embossed candelabrum. Mr. Chas. L. Herrick, Chicago, Ill. - silver paper knife. Mr. W.E. Forsythe, Madison, Wis. - set of elk horn carving knives. Mr. and Mrs. Harry Fleckner, Sunbury - china hand-painted tea pot, sugar and creamer. Aunt Christian Crawford, Delaware - china hand-painted and embossed salad bowl. Dr. and Mrs. Gerhardt, Sunbury - hand- painted china vase. Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Gamel, Pauline - linen drawn work center piece. Mr. and Mrs. Sam'l Barr, Canton, O. - Battenburg dresser scarf. Mr. and Mrs. M.D. Cummings, Columbus - 1 embroidered linen lunch cloth. Aunt Fred and Uncle Charley Rice, Westerville - drawn linen lunch cloth. Mrs. Watson Sperry Campbell, Philadelphia -pair linen towels. Mattie Hall, Newark - book, white binding. title What Is Worth While. Mr. and Mrs. E. R.Smith, Columbus - hand-painted picture. Mr. and Mrs. Alonzo Knox, Sunbury - Photos. Mr. and Mrs. S. R. Walker, Sunbury - pair of hand-painted salts. Rev. and Mrs. G. R. Dye, Granville - ornament from Bethlehem. Miss Mary Palmerton, Granville - hand- painted panel picture Prof. Chamberlain, Vassar College, Chicago, picture Happy Valley Road by. Frank V. Cummings, Columbus - Five dollars. Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Rineheardt, Seattle, Wash. - Pearl Handled silver butter knife. Father and mother of the bride - one hundred dollars. Mr. Ernest Gamel. Sunbury - hand painted olive dishes, rose and gold decorated. Rev. and Mrs. W. N. Ferris, Howel, Mich. - Photos. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 35) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/86cfba9350fa060ea0d8def54ab502ce.jpg 15ee65f90e10af0ec824f08991a333cb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 36] [corresponds to page 29 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Burrers Lived in the Langdon House] [photo: The Parlor] Karl Burrers in Madison, Wisconsin [photo: Bedroom] [photo: Karl and Daisy] [photo: Carleton Sat Still 8 Seconds for this Picture!] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 36) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b7f7f165c8b584bae4096b761120374e.jpg 21a7b5e094d4fc7a0b6e36b722a8bd30 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 37] [corresponds to page 30 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Carleton Sperry Burrer with his Stuffed Dogs January 7th, 1912 in Madison Wisconsin] Following graduation, Karl moved on to a Professorship at Vassar College in Poughkeepsie, New york. Throughout these years, Karl returned to Sunbury during his summer vacations to help at the mill. Daisy loved the social life and prestige of being a professor's wife and the family flourished in Wisconsin and New York. Daisy's mother, Sophronia, died in 1916 after being thrown from a horse and her father married Margaret Walker Gelvin. Like his father and grandfather, Isaac and his new wife were also thrifty. (A family story tells that once Mr. Sperry sent Mrs. Sperry to the grocery store for a penny's worth of pepper.) Farming became too much for the couple and they bought the house at 47 North Morning Street in Sunbury. After a short period at Vassar, affairs at home dictated the advisability of returning to Sunbury permanently. As the family Electrical Engineer, Karl had the knowledge necessary for the expansion into the electric service business. They purchased a home at 153 North Columbus Street known as the Bailey Mead property. (In later years Carleton's classmate and friend Hoyt Whitney raised his family in this same house). Daisy taught piano lessons, one of her pupils being the daughter of the late Senator Frank B. Willis. She was a member and officer of the Progress Club, and in the Columbia Chapter, O. E. S., in Sunbury. Dilly remembers her mother-in-law [photo: 153 N. Columbus Street in Sunbury Built by Brooks and Emsorler in 1909. Purchased Isaac Sperry in Nov. 1909. K.O. Burrers moved into it in 1910. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 37) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0e1ff8615dee136811d464edf8279f43.jpg 1a88916e5242decaba9f2d38a8d5e3f9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 38] [corresponds to page 31 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Daisy and her Studebaker] using Reader's Digest to help plan the programs for her club. Daisy spent much of her lifetime in the work of the Baptist Church and its statewide associations. She was Vice President of the Ohio Baptist Missionary Society. In 1955 she was presented a gold watch for serving as organist of the church for 53 years. She said she began playing the old pump organ in the church. When it quit she played the piano. She began playing the organ again when the church purchased an electric organ. Her son, Carleton, Miss Lillie Kempton and Mrs. George Stout rotated the duties of church organist following Daisy's retirement. Unfortunately, Daisy was never really happy with life in a small town and longed for the social life of a college campus. Their marriage ended in divorce in the late 1920's. Daisy helped her son Carleton with the electrical contracting and merchandising business in Sunbury from its inception in 1932. [photo: Daisy Burrer in Morning St. Home] Upon retiring from farming, Daisy's father and stepmother bought the Andrews house on Lot #1 on the southwest corner of North and Morning Streets known as 47 North Morning Street. After her step- mother died, Daisy and Carleton moved in with her father so she could take of him. She continued to provide care for her widowed father until his death at the age of 90. When her son was serving his country during WWII, Daisy continued to run the electrical business with the faithful help of Walter Gross, Harry Snow, Leta Barnhard, and Lily Kempton. Monday was her usual day to shop for the appliances her customers wanted. [photo: Daisy Sperry Burrer] In 1955, Daisy married J. J. VanHorn, a former classmate at Ohio Wesleyan, and moved to Cleveland, Ohio, where she passed away February 6, 1958, and was buried in Sunbury Cemetery. At Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 38) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d563e4466c18ea49c9e3443ee74b4c83.jpg 458b610c9bd222a88876a12f67f6347e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 39] [corresponds to page 32 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Daisy (Sperry Burrer) and Jesse Van Horn Following Their Wedding at Mar-Jon's in Berkshire, October15, 1955 the time of her marriage she put a $1000 in the Sunbury Savings and Loan to bury her when the time came. However this caused a ruckus after her husband discovered she had no social security after the years she had worked in the Sunbury Electric Shop. Daisy is buried in the Sunbury Memorial park. [photo: Sunbury Baptist Church, 1850-1907 Sunbury Waterworks Tank Behind House] [photo: New Baptist Church Which the Burrers Attended] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 39) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/008142cc2b2c9ea4f88464b1e0e91e6a.jpg 738da698321b6a261b32b2f620c8d323 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 40] [corresponds to page 33 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Proud Father K. O. Burrer and Carleton Burrer At Their Summer Address] Karl's many activities in the mill and its evolution and extensions in electrical generation and distribution in the village, include the formation and operation of The Lalley-Burrer Electric Offices in Delaware and Columbus for the distribution of Farm Lighting systems and their installations, the development and marketing of Burco Feeds of various types, and the formulation and distribution of 'Red-a- Mix' pancake flour. Karl was very active in civic and social affairs in the community. He served 12 years on the local board of education during the consolidation of schools into Big Walnut, and then served on the Delaware County Board. [photo: K.O. Burrer in 1929 as Past Master of Masons.] [photo: K.O. Burrer Working in the Elevator 1944] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 40) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b81e9cbd7fc917785f1e8b46f0588395.jpg f64628c1ac17be1a88a3f655f06e627e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 41] [corresponds to page 34 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] He served on the Community Library Board of Trustees. He was a charter member of the Sunbury Lions Club and as its president worked hard to develop the sunbury Playground. He was a proficient athlete in high school and college and continued his interest by promotion of such activities locally. His name appears on a tablet in the Deeds Field House at Denision [sic Denison] University, recognizing his support toward its erection. Karl was a member of Phi Gamma Delta Fraternity, a fifty year member and Past Master of Sparrow Lodge No. 400, F. & A. M. in Sunbury, a member and past officer in the Council and Chapter Masonic bodies in Westerville, Ohio. In later life Karl married Mary Schwin, of Waukarusa, Indiana. Mary was a large woman who was self-conscious of her appearance. Her father was a sheriff in Texas. Her Aunt Mary owned a newspaper so Mary had learned to use a linotype. Mary was a simple, kind gentle Gran-Mary to grandson, John Burrer. Never fully recovering from the accident in the Elevator, Karl died in White Cross Hospital in Columbus, December 5, 1957 and was buried in Sunbury Cemetery. Mary was also buried there when she died in 1962. [photo: K.O. and Mary Burrer in Their Yard at 80 Letts Avenue, Sunbury, Ohio.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 41) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c8eddf5c5e92f99732b6976fd5f7d54c.jpg e3efe5780987bc4d5aa76b127acb46e8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 42] [corresponds to page 35 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Paul Parker Burrer Paul Parker was the second surviving son of Gottlieb and Amy Ann. He grew up in the mill and remembered his first job there paid 25 cents a day. Parker graduated from sunbury School. After a very short time at Denison University, he worked in the mill. On October 7, 1908, he marrried Sarah Minerva Hess and to them were born a son, Gerald Jacob, on January 23, 1910, and a daughter, Barbara, on April 18, 1918. Sarah Minerva was a strong willed woman who tended to get things done her way. She was in her glory doing cooking demonstrations at the fairs and was very competent. Working with his father and brothers in G. J. Burrer & Sons mill, Parker became known as a qualified "Master Miller" and implemented his skills as a natural mechanic with a proficient knowledge of electricity, and by constant exposure to the vagaries of steam and internal combustion engines. To keep the Light Plant and the Mill running on schedule, and faced with the constant breakdowns experienced with the early autos and trucks, mechanical ability was essential to survival. In addition to producing and processing flour, feed, and allied grain products, Parker helped wire the family home and the mill for lighting and power in days when little was known about it. He installed electricity in public buildings and houses, old and new, as requested. He installed poles along the streets and backyards where necessary, together with the associated overhead primary and secondary wiring, transformers and metering equipment. Street lights were installed (carbon-arc type) at important intersections and at the mill. Water pumps and systems were installed and household appliances furnished as they became available. [photo: Parker Burrer Playing the Organ in Carleton Burrer's Home in 1971] Parker sold, installed and kept running many of the early "Lalley" (32 volt D.C.) farm lighting plants and systems in the years before rural electric lines were extended into the country. In addition, Parker found time to teach Sunday School in the Baptist Church, sing in his deep baritone voice in the church choir, play the piano for services, and was very active in church affairs. He played an E-Flat Horn in the Knox Band throughout the county as well as the Shrine Bank in Columbus. Parker also enjoyed taking part in group performances and even played the organ. At the turn of the century, Parker and his brother, Rudolph, purchased the lines, water tank near the Baptist Church, and equipment of the original Sunbury Waterworks, then practically 'defunct' for the sum of $1.00 and managed to keep it working for a time. However, before long time spent looking for leaks and digging them up to fix them made the operation Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 42) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/129502171ba9e1f6d2767d73374df4cc.jpg eb3517f6600bd066e78c56d62aa325a4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 43] [corresponds to page 36 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] more and more unprofitable. One Sunday morning during church services the water tank fell down with a loud crash and that put them out of business. Following the war in 1918, Parker took over the operation of the mill in Centerburg to make "Light Sponge" and "Tip Top Flour' and the operation of the Mt. Liberty business, commuting back and forth by auto or train. In a retirement article in the Centerburg paper (June 7, 1973), Parker reminisced about traveling by train. In those days people met the trains just to have something to do so there was often a crowd at the station when the train was due. During one of his commuting trips to Sunbury, Parker and a traveling partner decided to ride the cowcatcher from the Condit stop to Sunbury. "It was a wild ride for the two daring young men clinging to the swaying front of the engine. And to top it off when they arrived at the depot in Sunbury there was the usual crowd gathered to 'meet the train' and the cowcatcher passengers received a warm hilarious welcome. Parker didn't say what the conductor or engineer of the train had to say about the incident." Finally in 1923, he moved his family to Centerburg. In 1937, after taking their daughter to college, Parker and Minerva were in an automobile accident. While trying to protect the dog on her lap, Minerva was thrown into the windshield and died shortly after in the hospital. Parker was also badly injured and had to spend time in the hospital. Five years later, in 1942, Parker married Mrs. Minnie McLeod of Columbus. She was a very fun loving woman who brought happiness to Parker. Dan Clancy, a writer for the Columbus Dispatch, wrote a feature about Parker and his recollections of the mill. He recalled in 1903 wheat brought $1 a bushel and corn 50 cents. But he says, "In the Depression, wheat went down to 36 cents and corn to 10 cents. I can remember when I didn't even want corn at 10 cents a bushel." [photo: Paul Parker Burrer 1886-1976 Master Mason Photo] A workaholic, Parker noted, "When I'm awake, my mind is working." Stories around Centerburg tell of Burrer phoning people at 2 or 3 a.m. to ask business questions while he was working on his books. In 1965, Parker noted the demise of mills across the state. In 1927 there were 1376 mills in Ohio, 260 in 1939 and only 20 in 1965. At the age of 80 in 1966, Parker sold his mill to Harold C. "Butch" Cordle and semi- retired, continued to operate the fertilizer sales portion of the business until his health necessitated almost complete curtailment of business activities around 1975. For more than fifty years, he was an active member and a Past Master of Sunbury's Sparrow Lodge No. 400, F. & A. M. In 1973 he received his 65th service award. In 1976 he was honored as the Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 43) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4bc2da03c9350fddca9c21c92a005947.jpg 03d47d5c75a871684980a60056250820 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 44] [corresponds to page 37 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] oldest living Past Master. He was also a member of Clinton Commandry, Knights Templer and a charter member of Centerburg Lions. Distinguished as the longest living Burrer, Parker died in Martin Memorial Hospital in Mt. Vernon, Ohio, September 1, 1976 at the age of 90. He left his wife, his children, Gerald Jacob of Monroe Michigan, and Barbara of Romulus, Michigan, three grandchildren and three great grandchildren. Gerald Jacob, cast in the Burrer mold, loves mechanical challenges. He bought an old car and totally rebuilt it to mint condition. He built his own home on Lake Erie using pegs instead of nails. [photo: Paul Parker Burrer and the Burrer Women Louise Griffiths Burrer (Mrs. R.O.), Minnie McLeod Burrer (Mrs. P.P.) and Charlotte Pagels Burrer (Mrs. G.J.) Barbara, who has made her living as a very successful accountant, also has a flair for mechanical things. Her very practical view of things has allowed her to design and oversee the building of her home. See the Appendix for Parker's family line. Rudolph Odell Burrer Like his brothers, Rudolph worked in the mill through graduation from Sunbury High School then went to Denison. He had beautiful red curls and was popular with the girls. However, in class he sat back and did not recite but still got the best grade on his exam. The Professor said he could not have an 'A' because he had not participated in class discussions. When he went home at Christmas, Rudy refused to return to college. His parents were very upset and went to see the Professor. Rudy was given a second test which he also passed with flying colors but he still refused to go back to school. Since his parents had already paid the non- refundable tuition, they sent Parker to use the remaining funds. Parker took music lessons on the E-Flat horn, piano and voice lessons for his deep baritone voice. After using the remaining Denison funds, he went to London for business school. [photo: Tintype of Rudy Burrer on the left in the big hat.] Rudolph became assistant cashier in the Farmer's Bank in Sunbury where his father was Vice-President when he died in 1926. Rudy worked his way up to the President of the same Bank. He was very Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 44) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7fdb7dfe8dcff9b12eeca86f98fb148f.jpg 29763804c473151f819902f170f51135 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 45] [corresponds to page 38 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] conservative and never loaned more than the bank assets so the bank survived when many others failed during the Depression. He always gave customers conservative uses for their money so none would lose their savings. Many people hired Rudy to build buildings for them because he knew what needed to be done. On October 31, 1915, Rudy married Helen Campbell Dryer of Delaware who opened a millinery shop in Sunbury. The marriage was short lived when she passed away the following January 15 with pneumonia. Rudy wasn't interested in girls after that. Rudy served in the army for a period during WWI and then returned to the Farmer's Bank. [photo: Rudy and Louise Griffiths Burrer May 4, 1932] One day, Louise Sheets told Rudy she would find him a wife if he found her a husband. Louise held up her part of the agreement and introduced him to a friend. So seventeen years after the death of his wife, Rudy married Martha Louise Griffiths, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. P. J. Griffiths of Delaware. Rudy never did find a husband for Louise Sheets. As a young girl, Louise Burrer had a beautiful operatic voice and went to New York to be in musical comedies. Although she loved the music, the city life in New York was not for her and she returned to Delaware and became deputy clerk in the Delaware County Probate Court where her beautiful penmanship still shows on the records. The Sunbury News article telling of their wedding noted until just a few months before their wedding, Rudy was a woman hater. Louise changed his mind. [photo: R. O. Burrer Master Mason 1912-13] Louise fit right in with the community. She joined in the art classes taught by Mr. Fraley even though she wasn't very artistic. She had a sweet personality which endeared her to her peers. For twenty years, Rudy was Treasurer of the village of Sunbury, and member of the Board of Public Affairs. He was very involved during the difficult time the village was installing the waterworks system. He was member of the Masonic Order for over 50 years and a member of the Knights Templar of the Order. Rudy was a life-long member of the First Baptist Church. He served as President of Sunbury Manufacturing Company during its period of operation in this community. Following the death of his mother in 1932, he Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 45) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/645196c16324a7cec980aa5d0933003d.jpg 9e1e37579662c9599bb7261a19cc630f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 46] [corresponds to page 39 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] purchased the family home at 46 North Columbus Street and resided there the rest of his life. One day he went to see his nephew Carleton and asked, "Since you are the only Burrer in Sunbury, would you live in the house if I leave it to you?" Carleton agreed. [photo: Rudolph Odell Burrer in front of The Farmers Bank, 1960] In 1965, Rudy retired from the Farmer's Bank as President and Chairman of the board of Directors with sixty years of service to the bank. In later years Rudy suffered with emphysema and could not maneuver the stairs so a lift was constructed and positioned in the front room of the house. He died July 17, 1965, in Riverside Hospital in Columbus. Louise continued to live in the homestead as long as she was able then went to live with her sister in Franklin County. She died May 15, 1982. Rudy and both wives are buried in the Sunbury cemetery. [photo: G.J. Burrer, Master Mason] Gordon Jacob Burrer Gordon also graduated from Sunbury High School. The one time his family went to California to visit their cousins, the Bollingers, Gordon was up town watching a fire and got very cold resulting in pneumonia. The family got the word when they arrived at the Bollingers and had to turn right around and return to Sunbury. Like Karl, he graduated from Denison University. He entered the Infantry during WWI as a commissioned officer and obtained the position of Captain by the end of his enlistment. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 46) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d340f593274b0f9c577b4fd8607776c.jpg 4577b565807037a8cf7737c9bd68375f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 47] [corresponds to page 40 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Jakie Burrer, second from left, and Amy, far right, visiting the Bollingers in California.] Gordon became associated with the Travelers Insurance Company in its Fire Division. At his retirement he was a manager of its Dayton and Cincinnati offices. October 3, 1929, Gordon married the beautiful, poised Charlotte Grace Pagels of Cincinnati. Charlotte's family came from Germany and owned several buildings, including a tall warehouse. The Pagels family lived over their business and saw to it that Charlotte had all the education and charm of a lady. To Gordon and Charlotte three children were born - Charlotte Amy, and the twins, Fred Pagels and Gordon Jacob (the third in the family so he was called Don). Don inherited the Burrer mechanical aptitude and, as a child, made his own television. While he was in school he rowed in the Regatta on the Thames River. "When we were in Boston, his wife, Nancy toured us around and it was wonderful," recalled Dilly. All three children have grown into beautiful, well- educated adults. [photo: Gordon Passing Mechanical Skills on to His Son, Don] [photo: Charlotte Burrer, age 92] [photo: Don's '28 Ford Deluxe] G. J. served as the Director and a stockholder in the Farmers Bank of Sunbury and was active in its operation and in the planning of its new building. He died suddenly at his home in Cincinnati on July 4, 1960. Charlotte lived to be 96. Don has updated information on his siblings in the Appendix of this book. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 47) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d9fcffc789990d519db84fb6fbef3ba4.jpg 1081db430cd28e0e699837c93c88ea6f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 48] [corresponds to page 41 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Mrs. Davidson and Her Daughter, Hazel, Louise Burrer, Mary Burrer, Dorothy Dillenbeck, Parker Burrer, Karl Burrer, and Rudolph Burrer in the Living Room of 80 Letts Avenue] Dilly's Recollections of the Burrer Men Not being raised in a mechanical family, Dilly remembers being intimidated by the talk of the Burrer men. She recalled the first time she sat at a family gathering and heard the boys all talking. They were all mechanical and loved to figure out how to make things work. As a result they all spoke a language unfamiliar to her. "To contribute to the conversation, I would try to figure out what they were talking about but I never could," noted Dilly. "They were an amazing family. The genes were mixed so well that no two men were exactly the same. While they all understood the basics of the trade, some excelled in bookkeeping, some in electricity, and some in mechanics. Each thought his field the most important and often did not understand why his brothers did not feel the same way. While they would disagree among themselves, they were always a loyal family, willing to help each other for the good of the family. "The distinguished Roman nose dominated the faces of many of the Burrers and carried through generations of the Burrer family. Note the pictures of Rudy, Carleton and Gottlieb Jacob, pointed out Dilly. "However, their personalities were all so different. Karl and Gordon were the closest." "They were a wonderful bunch of men and I am glad I had the pleasure of knowing them. After my background in a Lutheran minister's family, they brought a totally new exciting dimension to my life." Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 48) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/548a597a1225152e1cc915fe847edd03.jpg 0f75b31ac23f6b02b9f269d568008fa4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 49] [corresponds to page 42 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Burrer Market on Haupstrasse near Center of Heidelberg, Germany] [photo: Burrer Barn near Elyria] Tracing Roots Carleton and Dilly have spent many hours trailing the paths of their ancestors. Sometimes they found kin and other times they were left with more questions. Sometimes driving through the countryside they would spot a barn roof or perhaps a store with the Burrer name displayed and that would lead to more questions. Trekking through cemeteries, became a part of their trips. Occasionally trips weren't too fruitful, such as the trip to Sperryville, Virginia. It was a disappointment to discover no Sperrys in the phone book so Dilly took Carleton's picture at the post office as the only Sperry in Sperryville. Along the way many new-found friends and distant relatives filled in gaps. Corwin Burrer was very helpful on the Elyria-Medina branch of the family. This branch is from Johann Jacob's half brother, Christoph Friedrich III who originally settled there. Kermit Burrer has traced the Texas branch and has been in communication with the relatives still in Germany. There Wilhelm Burrer and Richard Burrer have been working on the Burrer family tree. Through the years Carleton and Dilly recorded their findings and granddaughter, Sherry Burrer, recorded them on a large family [photo: Carleton Sperry Burrer in Sperryville, Virginia September 22, 1965] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 49) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d14accd28a226ad74896fe42542c412b.jpg 814faf53969075209ec7acd6e907dde4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 50] [corresponds to page 43 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Corwin and Earl Burrer of Elyria, Ohio, in 1983] tree which hangs in their home. Parts of the family were written up and printed in The People Book, a local community Bicentennial project which was indexed by Carleton and Dilly. Later Dilly paid to have the book published after Carleton's death. For this account, we have tried to put all of their research together. Copies of the old German documents are in the Appendix. [photo: Dilly Burrer at Christian S. Burrer's (1844-1920) Marker in Elyria, Ohio Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 50) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/126328faeeb6544e2096e41dd538f024.jpg bd8ff79b735d7ee38f456093a3974a7f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 51] [corresponds to page 44 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] American Burrers Go to Germany to Celebrate Heritage On September 5, 1995, the village of Botenheim, in Germany, celebated its 1200 year. The Burrer family which still lives there organized a family reunion. Three of C.F. Burrer's boys, who immigrated to America, had descendents attending the festivities and meeting 150 Burrers from around the world. [photo: Kermit and Elsie Burrer of Texas riding horses in Botenheim's 1200 Year Parade] [photo] [photo: Tom and Louise Burrer] [photo: Nancy Burrer, Dick and Charmy Voss] Kermit and Elsie are from the line of Johann Gottlieb who went to Texas. Tom and Louise descend from Christoph Friedrich Burrer of Elyia, Ohio. Don, Nancy, Charmy and Dick are from Johan Jakob (as are the Sunbury Burrers). Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 51) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bafb86e2838ba1fe4c1d34377c3325ce.jpg f22876f9358ac68f97fd201c48afca76 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 52] [corresponds to page 45 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Botenheim, Germany] [image: map] The German Burrers The arrow goes to Botenheim as shown in the aerial taken in 1993. Cleebron is the next village south, Hofenstein and Besigheim are all in the immediate area, north of Stuttgart, south of Heidelberg. -Photos from Don and Nancy Burrer [photo: Wilhelm Burrer] [photo: Richard Burrer] [photo: Parade before Richard Burrer's House] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 52) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a665f532e2249e54da0b86dab4a1f4d2.jpg 9cc49d8fac09bfb6acbf3e14f571a2c8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 53] [corresponds to unnumbered page] FLASKBACK: THE BURRER FAMILY [photo: three male members of family] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 53) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c17ebb5d8105e37df8f97c4745e428e3.jpg cf870a7c0c8d7cee5b505e64dcfab220 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 54] [corresponds to page 47 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Carleton Burrer, 4 years, 26 days] On November 9, 1909, Carleton was born to Karl and Daisy (Sperry) Burrer. Carleton was very much like his father. He was a good mechanic but also very intelligent and treasured books. He loved Sunbury and as a good historian he and his wife traced the origin of the name of Sunbury across the country then across the ocean. It is enclosed in the Appendix of this book. His family moved to Wisconsin when he was a toddler. Then while he was still small, the family moved into a house at 153 North Columbus Street and Carleton attended Sunbury School for the first five grades. He told Joan Fuller he remembered clearly accepting Jesus during one of the special meetings in the Baptist Church when he was six or seven years old. [photo: Carleton, 4, with "Krib", the family's first car which had wooden wheels, at 153 North columbus Street, 1913] [photo: "Carleton trying hard to smile while his picture was taken on the porch at Berkshire. I was real proud of that little gray coat and hat trimmed in blue velvet I had just finished for him," wrote Daisy. 1914] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 54) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2e702dadf0e6e5be2e2f3a5d78f16d21.jpg 1c73778c6fc866193dd11b6cae5ac9fd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 55] [corresponds to page 48 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Glimpses into Carleton's Childhood [photo: Carleton in two-wheel cart] [photo: Karl, Daisy, Carleton, 6 months] [photo: Daisy and Carleton at the Hudson River Railroad Bridge in February 1912. The neighbor is pulling Carleton.] [photo: "Carleton enjoyed riding in his carriage so much, we would go down town early in the morning, dressed as he is here, with our market basket tied on behind. He has on his fur outfit, pair of black shoes with white tassels on front and white buttons," wrote Daisy in his scrapbook.] [photo: Karl, Daisy, and Carleton 20 months, at Camp Clifton] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 55) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c77b37d040c2013d89a17c4585097881.jpg 5626d9f749c62cf4191e6c903475d943 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 56] [corresponds to page 49 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Brick home north of Berkshire Corners with 12" thick walls, 12' ceilings on the first floor and 9' ceilings on the second floor. Heat was supplied by a pipeless furnace. Lalley light plant (32 volt DC) installed in early 1920's. Photo 1910.] [photo: Carleton on pony, Karl, Maurice in cart, sister Katherine Van Horn next to Daisy, Mrs. Van Horn in Car with Isaac Sperry. 1916 or 17.] Life in Berkshire Corners The family moved back to Berkshire and Carleton went to a one room school for grades 6-8. He frequently rode his pony, walked, or drove his pony cart the 3 plus miles to school as was a common practice then. After Carleton's eighth grade, the family moved into town to 47 North Morning Street which was to become Carleton's home until 1979. [photo: Carleton and son of Harry and Grace Finch] [photo: Carleton and pet rabbit which died of pneumonia] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 56) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b7a1e3abb312a64d38902b113eb57253.jpg ac3daf3a27c682f536ac9bf089cad412 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 57] [corresponds to page 50 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [image: Report of Carleton Burrer 1917-1918] [image: Sunbury Public Schools 1889-1890 Record of Carl Burrer] [photo: Carleton and his father shared much more than letters in a name. Note how similar the grades were on these report cards. Carleton also enjoyed sleds as did his father uncles. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 57) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7bdc57aa19fb24aa9e4eb92b230ce380.jpg 26d0a3d27becd7da197de6c47dbe21ec Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 58] [corresponds to page 51 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Like his father and uncles before him, Carleton played in and around the mill and the Burrer homestead. This note was found on the back of the privy doors in later years when Carleton was an adult. Note the men who worked in the mill also signed the back of this old mill statement. Education During his Sunbury High School years, Carleton took pleasure in his friends and in his church. Many of his classmates became his life- long friends. Carleton graduated from sunbury High School in 1927. With only 5 boys (including Hi Morris and Hoyt Whitney) in his class, Carleton played football, basketball and baseball. He served as Captain of the first Sunbury football team. Sports were expected of all the boys, but Carleton never really enjoyed them. Years later he couldn't understand how his wife could listen to a Reds' baseball [image: On Back of Door of Burrer Privy. John Edwards Truck Drver 2/20/28 [illegible]-1925 14 years old Sunbury, Ohio Box 352 [illegible] [illegible] 1925 15 yrs illegible] must be small to write his name on this s-h wall Pres S-H Cleavers Union J.P. Doane started to work for G.J. Burrer on Sept 15-1921 P-ON Jesse P. Doane [illegible] cross Truck Division Sunbury Ohio APR 20, 1919 Has Just S-T] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 58) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6b8652788a0cb38e6ff56b3b067b9aa0.jpg 84c42c0f989d57b5b087349c8a479676 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 59] [corresponds to back of page 51] Statement THE G.J. BURRER MILL & ELEVATOR CO. WHITE LOAF FLOUR--BURCO FEEDS SUNBURY, OHIO. ACCOUNT OF ACCOUNTS DUE 15TH OF MONTH FOLLOWING PURCHASE. 7% INTEREST AFTER DUE Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 59) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/83c5223c7d9ee8d54a12028378854d04.jpg f07bdc1cb442a2d48f70bb94da4e8c6d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 60] [corresponds to page 52 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Sunbury High School 1927 Top Row: Eleanore Huston, Princ., G.E. McFarland, Supt. 2nd Row: Carleton Burrer, Pres., Berniece Brookens, Tres., Evelyn Patrick, Sec., Freda Linnabary, V.P., Henry Beaver 3rd Row: Emma Fox, Fac., Nellie Gunnette, Gerald Knoderer, William Lee, Olive Mathews, H. R. Fisher, Fac. 4th Row: Mae Miller, Kerfoot Morris, Ruth McCluer, Hoyt Whitney, Frances Stelzer. game on the radio and hang on every play. As Daisy became more and more disenchanted with her life, the family's home life deteriorated whle Carleton was growing up. Throughout his adolescent years, Carleton stayed away from the home turmoil whenever he could. His parents misunderstood his behavior and thought he was into mischief. He turned to a friend, Frank Stelzer, who helped many confused youths in the community. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 60) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b08b461acd80e534ec1f2ce01d1226f9.jpg 06d849d8256addcdfb504be56be4898a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 61] [corresponds to page 53 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Mrs. Davison, Hazel Davidson, Daisy Burrer, Carleton Burrer, K.O. Burrer] Once Carleton and some friends wanted a car for a date but his father refused so Carleton turned to the Superintendent of the Sunday School. He let the boys borrow his car but later claimed they stole a lap-rug from it. Much later a 'friend' admitted to the mischief but not before Carleton was humiliated. By the time he graduated, his parents were dissolving their marriage and Carleton was floundering trying to decide where his allegiance should lie. He went to see an old family friend, Fawn Druggan, and she wisely told him to not take sides but accept each as individuals. This advice was sound and Carleton became a neutral force in family matters. After high school, his first job was setting poles for the Central Utilities Company when they installed the power line from Cheshire to Sunbury. Little did he know at that time how much this experience would help in his future. When he should have been sent to college, his parents were so caught up in their own bitterness, they did not consider his needs. Karl wanted him to go to military school and receive some discipline. Daisy knew that was wrong and so they settled on technical school. Westinghouse was looking for bright young men with scientific and mechanical minds. A teacher told Carleton about the school, he applied and was accepted. He moved to Pittsburgh for his training. There he worked in Westinghouse in the day and attended classes in the evening for about a year. The classes were free and they received enough pay to be able to afford the apartment if they pooled their funds. A group of five boys lived together in an apartment, did their own cooking and went to school. While Carleton was in the trade school, he met and roomed with Seward Arnold. They both knew they wanted an education and were a cut above some of their other roommates. One time Daisy went to see her son and called to let him know she was there but a female answered the phone. Apparently she had been living with one of Carleton's roommates but she scooted before Daisy got to the house. No one ever told Dilly who the woman was visiting but she knew it wasn't Carleton. Another time a policeman came to see one of the fellows who hid in a closet. The others did not want to get into trouble so they dragged the man out to talk with the policemen. Carleton and Seward got more education than they had bargained for. Meets Dilly At this time Dilly was attending Elmira College in New York. Her little sister Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 61) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9c79bd6c298b09188d227a0e03ca57de.jpg 9a210878267dd0151597578304c1b109 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 62] [corresponds to page 54 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Carleton and Dilly During Prom Weekend at Elmira College] at college had a friend who was interested in taking Dilly to the prom. She was all dressed in a prom dress of tulle over taffeta and felt very special as she went to the dance. Unfortunatley the date was not a winner. In addition to the flask in his pocket, he couldn't dance, made an improper advance and lastly got her to the dorm 15 minutes late which caused Dilly to be grounded for two solid weeks. Dilly wanted nothing more to do with that young man so she now was facing the senior prom without a date. Her friend Margie, who was engaged to one of Carleton's roommates, knew of some guys in Pittsburgh who were interested in going to the prom. Dilly said, "Count me in," but faced it with reservations. All the girls had spent time learning to dance and she was afraid she would be disappointed, again. However, this time the two short people, Dilly and Carleton, were paired off. "Carleton danced like a dream," remembers Dilly. "We hit it off right away." There was some sort of a problem and Westinghouse closed the program. Carleton and Seward bought a sporty convertible automobile with a rumble seat and went to Toledo where they heard there were jobs. Their funds were very limited so they lived at the YMCA. Carleton found a job selling appliances on commission. Unfortunately, it was the Depression, money was tight, and not many bought appliances. Seward couldn't find a job. Carleton made enough money to pay the room for both of them and by so doing paid off Seward's half of the car and became the sole owner of it. As a natural leader, Carleton became president of the YMCA while in Toledo. Meanwhile, Carleton and Dilly's relationship blossomed through the mails. Although they both [photo: Mr. Saunders, Seward Arnold and Carleton with THE CAR in which they took a trip to the east coast. May 1929] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 62) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ce4d7bb34e2f041df59bc67577ccca1b.jpg c8616773b135585eb3918b2bc3cd78aa Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 63] [corresponds to page 55 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] dated other people, Carleton drove to New York whenever he could - one time taking only 12 hours for the trip. Another time Dilly came to Ohio to visit Carleton. He drove her to Cleveland and put her on an overnight boat to Buffalo. "I didn't get much sleep but the idea was good," noted Dilly. Sunbury Electric Shop Business was very slow in Toledo so Carleton decided to return to Sunbury. There in the height of the Depression, Carleton, as the electrician, and Wayne "Slim" Crawford opened an electric store in the basement of the old post office building (Blue Door Antiques in 1996) on East Cherry Street. "If we sold a box of fuses or some light bulbs, we figured we'd had a pretty good day in those times," Carleton told The Sunbury News editor, John Whitney, when the latter wrote the Burrer's retirement story in 1975. Carleton gave Dilly an engagement ring for Christmas in 1934. At the time she was teaching school and working for the WPA as a librarian in Stratford, NY., a small mountain town in the lower Adirondacks. In 1933 or 34, Carleton bought Crawford's share of the business and then in 1937, moved it to the east side of the square (where Glenn Evans Insurance Agency is located in 1996.) Sunbury Electric Shop collected payments for electric bills due to Columbus and Southern Ohio Electric. The shop handled electrical appliances and Carleton did electrical contracting. Following in the footsteps of his father and uncles, in 1938, Carleton, wearing a new tuxedo his father purchased for the occasion, was installed as the Master of Sparrow Lodge No 400 F.& A.M. in Sunbury. The next year Carleton was the youngest Past Master of the lodges in Ohio. In 1939 Sunbury Electric Shop moved next door to Blakely-Williams in a large frame building at the southeast corner of Vernon and Cherry Streets. Military Service in World War II [photo: Carleton April 5, 1943] The war began and the papers were all asking for anyone with a knowledge of electricity. Carleton enlisted as a Corporal and was sent to Lexington for training in the special electrical forces. [photo: Cpl Carleton burrer of the Army Signal Corps is stationed at Gover- nor's Island, N. Y. awaiting orders. Carleton has been studying and in- structing in radio at an Army school in Lexing- ton, Ky. He re- ceived his lieu- tenant commiss- ion two weeks ago and stopped off here enroute to New York. Lt. Burrer owns the Sunbury Electric Shop which is being operated by his mother since his enlistment. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 63) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c66ea42d538e388e1d4738aa517d6664.jpg 78fd685cb092bb212d50b71bc5639a6c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 64] [corresponds to page 56 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [image: Government Request For Transportation MEMORANDUM] Following his training he was sent to England in 1942 for nine months. while he was there he was notified that his unit, Army Specialists Corps, had been dissolved and he was no longer in the military. The men in his unit made a coffin and buried the A.S.C. In 1943, Carleton returned home. About a month later he was again notified that Uncle Sam needed his services. This time Carleton went as a civilian in charge of the Signal Corps to hang telephone lines in Hawaii. [photo: End of the Army Specialists Corps.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 64) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/281da987e0de810353f9c6660df7bbb1.jpg 5e7f512142276edd86736957ad950fa6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 65] [corresponds to page 57 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Civilian Carleton in Hawaii, 1943-44] [photo: Carleton, top, on pole stringing lines in Hawaii.] While he was gone his mother, Daisy Sperry Burrer, Walter M. Gross, Leta (Speer) Barnhard, Harry W. Snow and Lily Kempton continued on with the business. During his war years, he continued to correspond with Dilly. In the meantime, she had graduated from Columbia with a Masters in Library Science and become the Assistant Librarian at Capital University in Columbus in 1941. [photo: Interior of sunbury Electric Shop in the Blakely-Williams building during a WW II christmas. Note no appliance available. Walt Gross, Daisy Burrer and Minneta Hoover Ritchie are running the business. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 65) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1573972a3e530230facb9b8851bcbe8f.jpg fc40d067b927c69d036530c4aacef47b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 66] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] FLASKBACK: DILLENBECK FAMILY [photo: 3 photos] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 66) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/72557f621fc224692cb150487d4ad55d.jpg a82ce1eb5c98fb394d5dd6bd6d2f8140 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 67] [correspnds to page 58 of [foldout: Dilly Burrer's Ancestor's] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 67) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1df93d8b718d4ceb5a18e241d59cb4e9.jpg 88351966ea9732bdf182905ce15c6086 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 68] [corresponds to page 59 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Dorothy Dillenbech 2 years, 9 months] Dorothy MacNaughton Dillenbeck was born January 6, 1907, to Andrew Luther and Stella Pearl (Whitbeck) Dillenbeck while he was studying in Hartwick Theological Seminary in Hartwick Seminary, New York. Dorothy was not given a middle name at the time of her birth because Dorothy Dillenbeck was a long enough name for a little girl. Wishing for a middle name, all through her youth she made up her own. Finally when she was going away to school she decided she needed a middle name and her father helped her settle on MacNaughton, her great- grandfather's surname. "A MacClain girl had married a MacNaughton man which was better than a MacNaughton girl marrying a MacClain man!" - so the family saying goes. All through school she was called Dorothy, her father was Dil and her brother was Dil. One day the three of them were sitting on the porch and someone went by and called "Hi, Dilly." "We weren't sure who they were talking to but the name stuck and I became Dilly with a 'y although many spell it with 'ie.'" With the new nickname she fit in when her friend whose name was Fitch was always called Fitchie. The Dillenbach family has been traced to Switzerland where two forms of the name are in common usage - Dallenbach and Tallenbach. Indeed the two names are so often interchanged the telephone directory in Bern, Switzerland, (in 1969) showed cross references between the two spellings. The family legend says the family is descended from Wilhelm Tell (Tallen) whose family lived by the brooks (bach) thus Tallenbach. Those who remained on the hillside or mountain (bergs) slopes are called Tallenbergs. Time flattened the sound of the T to D thus Dallenbach. Quite probably William Tell was a relative. Although the family is found in Switzerland, both the name and the family are German noted Andrew Dillenbeck and Karl Dallenbeck who co-edited the family genealogy, The Dallenbachs in America. Jorg Martin Dillenbach Jorg Martin (Martin as he was known) was born about 1690 to Nicholas and Anna Barbara Dallenbach of Lauperswil, a small Swiss village in the Alps a few miles northeast of Bern. In 1710, Martin, his wife Sarah Catherine (Baumann?), and his widowed mother were among the second migration of Palatines from the Rhine Valley to New York. Historians have decided Sarah probably died giving birth to Anna Margretha August 1, 1712, and the baby died soon after. Six months later Martin married Anna Elizabeth (Castlemann) and they lived in Neu Castle across the Hudson from Germantown, N.Y. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 68) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f032bf70a8911875c8298557555daf81.jpg c627e5cca53200d8b0bd9122449918a2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 69] [corresponds to page 60 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Martin served under Col. Nicholson in 1711 in Queen Anne's War thus becoming the first in the family to bear arms on American soil. It is unknown when Martin moved to the Mohawk Valley but most of his children were born there and he is probably buried on the old homestead which is still in the family in 1996. He founded Stone Arabia Church in a log cabin in 1728 on land secured from the government known as the Stone Arabia Patent. Since its founding, the church has never been closed although fire destroyed the log structure and it was rebuilt. Dilly and her father have always maintained membership in this church. Ten children were born to this union: Johannes (1714), Henrich (1716), Christian (1718), Anna Maria (1720), Wilhelm (1722), Elisabeth (1725), Martinus (1729), John Dietrich (1731), John Baltasar (1733), and John David (1735). Henrich Dillenbach Our family follows through Henrich (1716-1795) who married Anna Margretha (Wagner) March 19, 1735. Anna was born April 15, 1712 to John Peter and Maria Margretha (Loucks) Wagner in New Paltz. To this union nine children were born: Anna Margretha (12-22-1735), Andrew (12-29-1736), Anna Maria (12-7- 1738), Elizabeth (4-4-1740). Henrich (3-29-1741), Catherine (12-26-1743), Johannes (1-13-1747), Magdalena (10-5-1749), and Barbara Elizabeth (6-22-1752). All were members of the Lutheran church but it is not known if they are buried in the old church cemetery or at the homestead. Andrew A. Dillenbach Andrew (12-29-1736 to 8-6-1977) married Catharina Finck on November 27, 1764. Catharina was the daughter of Andreas and Margaret Finck and had grown up with Andrew. They had 6 children: Anna Margretha (3-26-1766), Catherine (3- 3-1768), Maria (4-11-1770), Andrew A. (4-26-1775) and Magdalena (4-24-1778). His last daughter was born months after her father's death. When Sir William Johnson called for troops to march on Ft. William Henry, March 20, 1757, twenty-one year old Andrew was in Capt. Soffrines Deychert's Company. The Company disbanded nine days later. Again on July 24, 1763, when the alarm went out that German Flatts was in danger of attack, Andrew responded. In 1768, Andrew signed a petition to Sir William to compel him to issue a new deed when the Lutheran congregation of Stone Arabia had lost its deed to their property. Andrew was active in events leading up to the American Revolution. He served as a Lieutenant in the Palatine Militia. Then in 1776, he and Capt. John Zielley and others, were made a Committee of Vigilance to procure arms and equipment for the Militia. In 1777, he marched on Oriskany as Lieutenant in Capt. Severines Cook's Company, Col. Klock's New York Regiment under General Herkimer. On August 4, 1777, General Nicholas Herkimer gathered together 800 militiamen at Ft. Dayton (now Herkimer, N.Y.) for the relief of Ft. Schuyler (Rome, N.Y.) which was besieged by British under Col. Berry St. Leger and Indians led Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 69) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e43e1013168407c50cbf97192c1815a8.jpg 90df4b7d914f509536774d32604f3aed Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 70] [corresponds to page 61 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] by Joseph Brant a Mohawk Indian. On the 6th, General Herkimer's troops were ambushed by the British under Sir John Johnson and Indians under Brant in a ravine 2 miles west of Oriskany, a village in Oneida County, N.Y. The rear portion of Herkimer's troops escaped the trap, but were pursued by the Indians, and many of them were overtaken and killed. Between the remainder, the British and the Indians, there was a desperate hand-to-hand conflict, interrupted by a violent thunderstorm, with no quarter shown by either side. Soldiers were dropping right and left, so Lieutenant Dillenbach was made Captain on the battlefield. Captain Andrew Dillenbach, knowing how Indians treated prisoners, told George Walter (to whom we are indebted for his eye witness account of the following events) he would not be taken alive. "Three of Johnson's Greens set upon him. One of his assailants seized the Captain's gun, but he suddenly wrenched it from him and felled him with the musket butt. He shot the second dead, and thrust the bayonet through a third. But in the moment of triumph a ball laid him low." He was shot through the head and died instantly. A tradition in the family says that the gun that killed the Captain was fired by a Tory neighbor living on the farm adjoining the Old Homestead and one with whom Captain Andrew had grown up and into whose family his oldest daughter was to marry. Following the Captain's previous instructions to his comrades, his silver buckles were removed from his shoes and knees and put with his pocketbook to later be taken to his wife. There was no time to bury the victims, so the Captain's body was put in a field of tall wheat to hide it from the Indians and prevent scalping. Hearing the firing near Ft. Schuyler, the British finally withdrew but not before 200 Americans had been killed and as many more taken prisoners. The British losses were equally as heavy. General Herkimer, though his leg had been taken by a shot at the beginning of the action, continued to direct the fighting on the American side. Herkimer died August 16 as a result of the clumsy amputation of his leg. The battle was not decisive but it did prevent St. Leger's troops from joining up with General Burgoyne. Story of the Battle is taken from Encyclopedia Britannica. Since the dead were never buried, it is said that for months after the battle, travelers detoured the field to avoid the stench of decaying flesh. Members of the family know the exact spot where Andrew was killed. In 1877, one hundred years after his death, Dilly's grandfather, Luther, and others visited the spot and found a sign nailed to a tree which read "Here Captain Andrew Dillenbeck was killed." In 1930, Dilly's father and brother also visited the battlefield. A tall obelisk monument marks the place today. Catharina was left pregnant and with five chilren, the oldest only eleven. In 1780, she married Capt. John Zielley, a friend, neighbor and co-militiaman of Andrew's, and guardians were appointed for the children. To this union more children were born and family tradition says they received preference over captain Andrew's children. Andrew A. Dillenbach II Andrew A.(4-26-1775 to 12-20-1868) was only 2 when his father, Captain Andrew, died at the Battle of Oriskany and only 5 when Johnson's raid burned the Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 70) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/73c2bbed5ffddac75abd9a4f98ddb006.jpg b40c1e58218ea9bd324a481e2a52b10c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 71] [corresponds to page 62 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] churches and buildings in Stone Arabia in 1780. However, the vivid sight of the burning buildings and crops became a lasting memory for him. It is possible Andrew was raised by grandparents after his mother remarried when he was five years old. Documents show his grandfather Finck saved his Dillenbach inheritance for him after a guardian was appointed for Captain Andrew's children. So at 17, Andrew took charge of the family farm. Andrew A. married Margaret Woolever (Wohleben) March 11, 1777. Margaret's family had come to America with the first Martin Dallenbach. She was born May 1777 in German Flatts or Manheim. Andrew and Margaret had six children: Magdalena (7-14-1798), Andrew A. (9-18-1800). Eva, Engel (6-22-1804 who died an infant), John A. (5-25-1807) and Catharine (6-22-1812) In 1807 Andrew purchased a 16 year old Negro slave named Sam from the Pastor Philip Grotz because the pastor was afraid he would be forced to beat the boy if he kept him. Sam was "an imp of mischief" who had tried the pastor. It is not known if Andrew had other slaves. He served as Orderly Sergeant under Capt. John I. Cook (his uncle) in the War of 1812 and spent 3 months stationed at Sacketts Harbor. Margaret died February 21, 1863, and Andrew December 20, 1868. They are the first interred in the family plot at the Old Homestead. Andrew A. Dillenbach III Andrew A. was born on the Old Homestead September 18, 1800. Named after his father and grandfather, it was intended that he would one day inherit the homestead. Unfortunately difficulties arose after his marriage when he and his wife attempted to live at home, so his father purchased a farm for him about 2 miles east where he and his wife lived, died and are buried. This Andrew was known as "Little Andrew" because he was small in stature. He married Margaret (Neahr) and they had eight children: Eliza (1824 to 1904 who never married), Margaret (1828-1912), Julianna, Charles A. (1834-1903), David (1837-1908), Luther (7-4-1843 to 6-19-1894), and Hannah (1847-1933). Margaret died December 14, 1874, and Andrew died January 6, 1881. [photo: Andrew A. Dillenbeck, Dilly's Great-Great Grandfather] [photo: Margaret (Woolever) Dillenbeck, Dilly's Great-Great Grandmother] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 71) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e4d4e1dc0a71371f92bf852ec5b9d5b6.jpg 5ba6ec017fa1e6252f5b85063a3c0e85 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 72] [corresponds to page 63 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Andrew A. and Margaret (Neahr) Dillenbeck Dilly's Great Grandparents] [2 photos: Luther and Helen (Van Wie) Dillenbeck Dilly's Grandparents Photos are from tintypes] Luther Dillenbeck Luther was born July 4 1843, in Stone Arabia. His family lived in a huge house on one side of the Erie Canal and Van Wies lived in a hugh house on the other side of the canal. Both families were very prosperous. As a young man, Luther began to drink beer which caused some mixed feelings in the family. Then to make matters worse be [sic he] married his third cousin, Helen (Van Wie) January 13, 1870, and they stayed with the Dillenbecks for a short time. Helen was the daughter of John and Helen (Wormuth) Van Wie. John was the son of Daniel and Anna (Dillenbach) Van Wie. Anna was the daughter of Johannes and Maria (Sprecher) Dillenbach. Johannes was Captain Andrew's brother. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 72) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8dd37b13b54e6180aaa0e10069b007c3.jpg b63d3edf831cef9cf8412caefe70d277 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 73] [corresponds to page 64 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Soon Luther and Helen were on their own farm raising hops just a mile east of his sister Julianna and his brother Charles. They had four children: John L. (1871-1872), Andrew L. (1878-1963), Marie (1882), and John W. (1887). Farming is always a gamble and when it is mixed with excessive drinking the odds begin to stack against the farmer. Luther began to put everything into hops and after a few bad seasons, he lost all the money which was to pay the mortgage. [photo: Dilly's Great-Grandfather John D. Van Wie Helen Dillenbeck's Father] [photo: Helen Van Wie Dillenbeck] Due to the drinking Luther's health failed so they sold the farm and moved to a little house near Stone Arabia schoolhouse. While Luther was drinking he was the life of the party but he could also be nasty and in one of the nasty times he kicked the family dog which resulted in its death. When Luther wouldn't return home, his son Andrew was sent after him although Andrew was only a small boy. Luther died June 19, 1894, when Andrew was only 9 years old. This period in Andrew's life was to have a lasting impression on him. He became a teetotaller for life. [photo: Helen Van Wie Dillenbeck Dilly's Grandmother] The Dillenbeck and Van Wie families would not help widow Helen so she began cleaning houses and hired out Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 73) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/605adda2ea4ea0a7b3be4bf120b82cd2.jpg 3b341cbf7163dbd29cd84e7c18c44222 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 74] [corresponds to page 65 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Andrew L. Dillenbeck 11 months] to help in kitchens when the harvesters needed to be fed. Thus she provided for her family. She and the children moved to St. Johnsville where she died January 22, 1917. [photo: Dillenbeck Home Where Andrew Luther Grew Up] [Photo: Pearl Whitbeck] Andrew Luther Dillenbeck Andrew was born in Palatine, N.Y. November 11, 1878. He attended High school at Canajoharie and Hartwick Seminary and taught school for four years. He worked his way through college working in the dorms and leading tours on the battlefields of Gettysburg and became a scholar about the war. He graduated from Gettysburg College in 1905. In June 7, 1905, he married Stella Pearl Whitbeck of Hartwick Seminary. Pearl's Swackhammer and Whitbeck Ancestors Pearl was born December 16, 1877, to Charles and Catherine Margaret (Swackhammer) Whitbeck. The Swackhammers came from Scotland about 1776. Samuel Schwackhammer, born 1700 in Germany, came in 1731 to the American wilderness, married three times and fathered 25 children, 73 grandchildren, and Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 74) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/618a088ffdc4e21c095194da1360a3a0.jpg 0ac599df0e5fcd496cdbdb0bd1dbbb0b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 75] [corresponds to page 66 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] 25 great grandchildren (according to his funeral notice in the old- church book). He leased a tract of 600 acres. Samuel died February 3, 1782. His will dated February 1, 1780, and probated March 8 (Trenton Lib. 23, fol. 247) names his wife Elizabeth, son-in-law Daniel Samis (maybe Lamis), brother in-law Fred Miller, and thirteen children. It was witnessed by Joseph Snider, Charles Hildebrand, and Sarah Clymer. The fourth listed child was Stephen Swackhammer who married Jane Bowman, the daughter of Lambert Bowman. Their children were Rev. Lambert Swackhammer, Susan who married a Dewey, David, Eliza, and one other. Dilly has a quilt made by her family from Jane Bowman Swackhammer's dresses after her death in 1853. [photo: Jennet MacHaughton Swackhammer Dilly's Great-Grandmother] Rev. Lambert Swackhammer and Jennet MacNaughton Swackhammer married June 14, 1828 in Clay, N.Y. Rev. Swackhammer (b.1805-d. 11-2-1857) served many Lutheran churches across the countryside from the middle of New York state to New Jersey where he actually started to build a church in Middle Valley which he never finished but the ruins remain. (Articles about his church are on the following pages.) Between services he taught in schools along his circuit, perhaps supervising lesson plans for the young teachers. He became an abolitionist which was not popular. More black than white people attended his services. One of his sermons has been saved at Rutgers University. [photo: Four Generations Dilly's Aunt Alice (Whitbeck) Barringer, Great-Grandmother Jennet (MacNaughton) Swackhammer holding Alice's son Harry, and Catharine Margaret (Swackhammer) Whitbeck] Catherine Margaret Swackhammer was born January 11, 1838 in Manheim, New York. She became the wife of Charles Edward Whitbeck and mother of Stella Pearl Whitbeck. She, too, taught school. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 75) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a49d5c5b8a8e0e44d1dcef0dbd2b3c1c.jpg 7594222128a00633d671f1100680df55 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 78] [corresponds to page 69 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Rev. Swackhammer continued to travel a set route and would stay in each community for services, baptisms, weddings, etc. On one of his travels among his parishes, he got the chills and developed TB from which he died at the age of 51. At that time he was making his home with the family of his daughter, Catherine Margaret Swackhammer Whitbeck. [photo: Charles E. Whitbeck] [photo: Catherine Margaret Swackhammer Whitbeck Both Photos are Tintypes] A descendent of Dutch forbearers who settled in Albany County, N.Y., Pearl's father, Charles Edward Whitbeck, came from a family of weavers. A woven coverlet handed down through the family is in the Burrer Room at Community Library. [photo: Charles E. Whitbeck Dilly's Grandfather] A letter (copied on the following page) was written to Johnathan Whitbeck by his father giving the son business advice. The letter was folded, addressed on the back and delivered to Johnathan who must have cherished it for it to be in Dilly's possession today. Charles Whitbeck was a house painter in the summer but the job was seasonal. His wife Catherine was the laundress for table linens at Hartwick Seminary. This was a never ending task and the irons were always ready for anyone to take a turn. [photo: Donald McKenzie, Alice May Whitbeck and Pearl Whitbeck] Pearl was one of seven children; two ministers, two teachers, a firefighter and a farmer. Her first two brothers, Lambert and Clarence ate Queen Anne's Lace and died very young. Her older sister Alice, who was like a mother to her younger sister Pearl, became a teacher. George became a minister and the father of three but due to a family fallout they were not well known by Dilly. Harry was a farmer with a wonderful sense of humor and a favorite of Dilly's. "Harry's wife was missing a front upper tooth which showed whenever she Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 78) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fc8481ccb00689dbe120e4584e9fc90b.jpg 581f769de4b9ff93007718d5ac32b7d6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 79] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] This pale blue paper was folded so the part at the right was on the outside. There is no stamp but it is addressed as though it were mailed so perhaps it was hand delivered. [image: Jonathan Whitbeck] [image:Johnathan Whitbeck I leave a few lines for you if you think best you may help Wm [illegible] get in corn and [illegible] his or the hay [illegible] is in the Barn if he will pay you for your trouble, you can ask him if he wants you to help him and make your own bargain but I want you to be particular and Keep the account of the number of Bails of Hay and See by what [illegible] they are shiped and Say Nothing to any one but Mrs. W [illegible] dont let any one know you are Keeping the account of Hay and weight you May Have all he will pay you only I want you to take good care of the family, if I have time I will tell Mrs Richards to let you have a pair of Boots as you may order a pair made for you] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 79) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2477aff5f5110d46626befe03f373821.jpg 1ffae7c7c1388eb7b9f0f420b22d2fe6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 80] [corresponds to page 71 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photos: Lambert and Clarence Whitbeck, Who Died as Small Boys After Eating Queen Anne's Lace in 1878] opened her mouth. Since she was always talking or laughing, the hole was very visible," remembers Dilly. Edward was a firefighter. At last, Pearl joined the family. Aunt Alice managed to keep all the brothers and sisters in touch through the years. Charles died August 31, 1912, and Catherine Margaret on January 6, 1926. [photo: The Charles Whitbeck Homestead in Hartwick Seminary Uncle George Whitbeck has the big ears on the left, Grandma Jennet (MacNaughton) Swackhammer, Pearl Whitbeck is small girl, and Aunt Alice (Whitbeck) Barringer. The house was built as a tavern and post office in 1790. About 1854, it was owned and enlarged by Rev. Levi Stemberg, the principal of Hartwick Seminary. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 80) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8325abdb81f11e9438ff3ab077d95b47.jpg 22550ff3b62a5a58ed7fa232fd1bfbe8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 81] [corresponds to page 72 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: The whitbeck Homestead in Hartwick Seminary, New York Following extensive remodeling in 1927-28 by Rev. Russell and Mrs. Alice (Whitbeck) Barringer. [photo: Ivona Whitbeck Showing talent as a singer and dancer which she later became.] [photo: At Uncle John's Levina ?, Martha Dillenbeck, Albert Dillenbeck, Marie Dillenbeck, Pearl Whitbeck, Uncle John Dillenbeck, man unknown in front] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 81) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/adee190ba9a2dd9ca6b38b715efae248.jpg c114b2974b91543bdfde3165673736e7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 82] [corresponds to page 73 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Charles Edward Whitbeck Family Back Row: Donald McKenzie, Dilly's Uncle Harry Nelson Whitbeck, Grandpa Charles Whitbeck, Aunt Alice (Whitbeck) Barringer, Grandma Catherine Margaret (Swackhammer) Whitbeck. Seated: Uncle Russell Barringer, Great Grandma (MacNaughton) Swackhammer, Stella Pearl Whitbeck, Uncle George Grant Whitbeck On the Floor: Uncle Ed Whitbeck [photo: Catherine Margaret Whitbeck age 75, January 11, 1913 Dilly's Grandmother,] [photo: Charles Edward Whitbeck, age 80, March 1, 1911 Dilly's Grandfather,] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 82) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/236914ce27b2dd17fb3ca0d09fc3684b.jpg 449752b46b828e1571c9827ddc6f9efb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 83] [corresponds to page 74 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Paul Whitbeck, 4 years old] [photo: Rev. George Grant Whitbeck Family in 1907 G. Paul, Earl C. George, and Myrthl Fatima Whitbeck] [photo: Earl Whitbeck] [photo: Paul Whitbeck] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 83) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b0b124884a2c2e0b698fc38cdfb0f2ad.jpg ff8d368941ebefb9d214440c00fc41ab Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 84] [corresponds to page 75 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Fort Hunter School Where Pearl taught] [photo: Mrs. Russell Barringer Alice May Whitbeck. 1891] Stella Pearl Whitbeck Pearl graduated from Hartwick Seminary in 1895 and taught school for thirteen years. From the age of eighteen, Pearl suffered with bronchial asthma. To get to her school the short way, she had to walk straight up a hill which brought on asthma attacks, If she walked the long way around the hill, the slope was more gradual and she would feel better. [photo: Pearl Whitbeck] [photo: Clarence Whitbeck] Pearl had mastered the English language and always knew the right word for each occasion. She drilled it into her children and students, "Use the right word in the right place." Andrew also loved words but if he didn't if he couldn't think of the right word, he would make one up. "Guess that is why I've always enjoyed making up words," chuckled Dilly. [photo: Pearl Whitbeck] Pearl also loved to paint. she took lessons for which her sister Alice paid and developed a knack for it. several of her paintings are hanging in Dilly's home. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 84) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/dbed7e8bd630bc059ce88b378183f16d.jpg a4f8c6448b47ae2d408116658f69090d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 85] [corresponds to page 76 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [4 images: Samples of the many Cards and Programs Pearl Had Printed for Her Pupils] Souvenir Hartwick Sem'y Public School, District No. 1, Hartwick Twp., Otsego Co., A. D. 1901-1902, PRESENTED BY STELLA P. WHITBECK, Teacher. Names of Pupils Hattie Root Greta Whitbeck Jennie Estes Mabel Mercer Mabel smith Elva Smith Zoe Wikoff Lottie Smith Vera Acker Elsa Weeks Luella Petrie Myrtle Van Court Claude Whitbeck Paul Weeks Clarence Whitbeck George Mercer Willie Mercer Rufus Wikoff Carter Burnett Ora Murdock George Beatty Dorr Augur Harry Murphy Lewis Mercer Clyde Hayne Floyd Smith Truman Smith Pupils Mabel I. Beckley Lilith Record Blanche Record Marion A. Augur Carrie Salisbury Alice Salisbury Grace C. Lattin May S. Fogarty Anna S. Fogarty Luena Blanchard Florence Cook Maude Cook Amos Cook Merton Beckley Howard Record W. Bassett Koch Harry C. Sergent Souvenir School District No. 12 Hinman Hollow Otsego County, N. Y. 1896-1897. PRESENTED BY S. Pearl Whitbeck, Teacher John Cross Trustee Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 85) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1bd55eba7c6398db3eae1a6802f17e59.jpg 35b41bb0fe0f91177eeb931b99868c7b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 86] [corresponds to page 77 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Andrew always said Pearl was 'a born teacher' and never had any discipline problems because she had a way of making the children want to learn all she could teach them. Years later when Dilly applied for a job at Canajoharie the superintendent said to hire her if she was Pearl Whitbeck's daughter! [photo: Teacher Pearl at Her Desk] [photo: Andrew L, Dillenbach in His Dorm at Hartwick Theological Seminary] Pearl encouraged Andrew to complete his theological studies because if he wanted to be a minister she wanted him to be a good one and not the popular stand-up minister found in many of the churches. Hartwick Theological Seminary was an excellent theological seminary and Pearl was teaching when they married. So he received training and preparation for the ministry and was ordained at West Sand Lake June 19, 1907. [photo: Favorite Pastime was the Parlor Band Andrew is in the back left, Pearl front right.] [photo: Andrew Dillenbeck sitting at the Teacher's Desk used by Pearl] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 86) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ba65d942e99d88649afde67794c4a8d3.jpg 08f5335229cb4b2f017c0f86718b03f2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 87] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] . Y., WEDNES [illegible] MATRIMONIAL [illegible] 7, 1905 DILLENBECK-WHITBECK. The union of two young lives in holy wedlock, and the consequent bringing together of two families hitherto unrelated and unknown to each other, is an event to stir any neighborhood to unusual activity. Several years ago Mr. Andrew L. Dillenbeck of St. Johnsville came hither to pursue in the Seminary a course of studies leading to the ministry of the Lutheran Church. While in school he was attracted to one of Hartwick's fair maidens, Miss Stella Pearl Whitbeck, then a teacher in the public school, and earlier a graduate of the Seminary. . . . . . . . . Here we have a blank into which our readers can fill the "old, old story." Mr. Dillenbeck entered Gettys- burg College in 1902, and this year is graduated therefrom with dis- tinguished, honors, including a prize of $30.00. Miss Whitbeck for two years has been a teacher in the High School at Fort Hunter. [photo] On the 7th of June, '05, in the Seminary Church, these joined their earthly fortunes in holy marriage, saying their vows to Rev. Alfred Hiller, D. D., pastor of the Lutheran Church. At 8 p. m. Prof. C. S. Derrick, presiding at the Organ, played the wedding march, and the bridal party approached a bower of beauty in white and green. Rev. Geo. G. Whitbeck of Valatio gave his sister in marriage unto the husband of her choice. The immediate party fronting the officiating clergyman were, the bride and groom, accompanied by Stanley Haverly as best man, and Greta May Whitbeck, a niece, as maid of honor. Flanking these were the ushers, Mr. Hinkle, College class- mate, Dallas Dillenbeck, Elton Dil- lenbeck, cousins, and John Dillenbeck, brother, and bride's maids, Misses Flora and Elsie Murdock. The rain which had been pouring during the afternoon considerately ceased to allow the guests, who nearly filled the church, to go to the ceremony, and to return to the resi- dence of Mr. and Mrs. Charles E. Whitbeck, the bride's parents. Being "only a man" we shall not attempt to describe the bride's trosseau, nor to describe the bride's trosseau, nor the gowns of the various sweet and pretty attendants. Suffice it to say they were all in keeping with the occasion. To our thinking the refined and intellectual bearing was superior to any amount of "clothes" which might be enumerated. So, also, when we attempt to describe the brilliancy of the reception which immediately followed the ceremony our pen threatens to revolt. The home of Mr. and Mrs. Whitbeck, in- cluding the apartments of Mr. and Mrs. Harry N. Whitbeck, just thronged with merry guests, while white robe maidens flitted here, there and yon, dispensing refreshments, many or most of which were the product of the bride's own deft hand. Shall we enumerate the gifts? No, that would be about impossible, and surely might subject some one to a feeling of envy. We desire, however, to note those of the guests who journeyed hither from other com- munities, omitting those who dwell within our gates. Mrs. Dillenbeck, mother, Marie Dillenbeck, sister, and John Dillen- beck, brother of the groom, St. Johnsville; Mrs. Kate Dillenbeck, Miss Nan Dillenbeck, Elton Dillen- beck and Dallas Dillenbeck and two lady friends, Canajoharie; Mrs. E. L. Tucker, Syracuse; Rev. and Mrs. Geo. G. Whitbeck, Valatie; Mrs. Rev. r. Barringer, Orleans 4 corners; Mrs. Ed. Whitbeck, Schenectady; Miss Edna Traver. West Camp; Mrs. James Dolan, Rensselaer; Mr. and Mrs. John McCullough, Albany; Mrs. Burgess and Myrtle Burgess, Richfield springs; Mrs. Wm. Hatch, O. Columbia; Mr. and Mrs. Wm Blencoe, Davenport; Mrs. Clark Coventry, Norton Hill; Mr. and Mrs. E. J. Bailey, Cooperstown; Mrs. Carlton Fields, Toddsville; Mr. and Mrs. Charles Bauder, Stone Arabia; Mr. and Mrs. Albert Dillen- beck, and Miss Bertha VanWie, Mc- Kinley; Arthur Morse, Esp., and Mrs. Morse, New Berlin. At a late hour Mr. and Mrs. Dillen- beck left for Milford, and thence, Thurs- day morning, they started for Gettys- burg, Pa., accompanied by Miss Bertha VanWie and Miss Flora Murdock. Af- ter Mr. Dillenbeck's graduation at Gettysburg, this week, the party will proceed to Washington, D. C., and other points of interest.--[Hartwick Seminary Correspondent. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 87) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/77e4a15c764201d96a045b516d1d09e9.jpg f54b28ab4041f98f5b06bdba6298907e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 88] [corresponds to page 79 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Both Andrew and Pearl enjoyed music and the company of many friends throughout these early years. Without television, cars, and easy access to all the entertainments of today, they found it easy to entertain themselves. Groups of faculty and students from the college would get together for charades, skits or evenings devoted to music. Their scrapbook made during this period is full of pictures of friends getting together in the parlor many in full costumes for the characters they were portraying. [photo: Pearl and Andrew Dillenbeck in the Parlor of Their Home] Dilly's Youth Dilly was born across the road from the Whitbeck homestead located on the creek side of the Susquehanna River, in Hartwick Seminary. Later she and her husband would be found tracing the origin of Sunbury, Ohio, along the same river in Pennsylvania. According to her babybook, her mother recorded that Dilly didn't talk until her brother Marsden did and when she once started she never stopped. Once Dilly was asked what God said to Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. She replied. "Get out of this joint." There was never a void of topics for discussion. Andrew always took The New York Times when it was available. Often, the family would discuss items from the paper at the dinner table. Of course he never bought The Times on Sunday but rather made arrangements for the paper to be held until Monday when it would be purchased and both papers read. One of the many topics discussed at the table, was Mary Baker Eddy and her movement away from doctors. When a neighbor got TB and wouldn't have a doctor, Pearl took it upon herself to call a doctor. The woman refused to talk with him and soon died. Pearl never cooked on Sundays. She spent all day Saturday cooking and then she would scrub the kitchen floor. "She never let me scrub the floor because she disliked doing it so much and she never would ask anyone to do something she didn't like doing," commented Dilly. As a girl, Dilly remembers wearing layers of clothing and still being cold. She wore black knit stockings, high buttoned shoes, long johns with a back door, 2 pair of bloomers (one brown serge and the other light brown serge, sweaters, Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 88) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/57616556db026d5cf30413dc396216de.jpg 48033557d92d1aac949844ed781a1b23 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 89] [corresponds to page 80 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Pearl and Andrew Walking. Note Pearl's Small Waist Under Her Winter Coat] scarves and mittens. When she was older and complained about having to wear so many layers, Pearl told her of the time a friend was walking by the horse stall near the church at Hartwick Seminary and a man pulled her into a stall and attempted to rape her. As he pulled off each layer of her clothes she would scream and it took him so long to get through all the layers she was able to get away. Perhaps all the layers weren't so bad! Inside whenever it was possible, Dilly got near a stove to keep warm. There was one in the middle of the living room and a large cook stove in the kitchen. Of course the upstairs was unheated. Going to Grandmother Whitbeck's was always an adventure. Dilly remembers the goose down comforter or feather tick which was so soft and warm on her grandmother's bed. Although she begged to sleep there it was usually not to be. Dilly slept in a flannel nightgown under heavy comforters to keep warm. In her bedroom was a pitcher of cold water to be poured into a basin to wash her hands and face. Then the water was dumped into the slop jar and covered. Next she brushed her teeth with more water from the pitcher and dumped the used water into the slop jar. If needed, and in the winter it was better than the outhouse, one used the chamber pot and dumped it in the slop pot. "Guess who got to dump the slop pot?" asked Dilly with a twinkle in her eye. Her mother did it since it was another undesirable task. Perhaps the slop pot experience was to set the stage for later travels. Dilly remembers the worst outhouse she ever saw was in Lebanon but when nature calls one has to go filth and all. It beat France where people in the country just straddled a ditch. Once while traveling in England, Carleton hurried into a stall and then noticed a ladies' legs under the partition and realized he was in the wrong restroom. Another time they left a motel in New York Finger Lakes before bedtime when they saw bugs crawling across the top of the toilet. Hurray for modern plumbing! Dilly remembers the Aladdin gas lights with the fragile white mantels which burned so much brighter than kerosene and wick lanterns. One had to be so careful while cleaning them. The iceman came by on a wagon pulled by horse. He would check the sign in the window which told how much ice was wanted, then he chipped off that size chunk, lifted it with ice-tongs and carried it into the house and put it in the icebox. Of course all the kids ran to get the large chips that fell in the road and put them in their mouths. Occassionally, Dilly got spanked with the back of a hairbrush by her father but not often. She, in turn, spanked her son, John with a wooden serving dish. One time she broke the handle on it while spanking him and he shouted, "Mommy, see what you did?" The handle was glued back on and the family still uses the dish. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 89) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/390b2d9425c863f7deda3376119eac97.jpg ff9824061e80a05e0157ca9a6b6606a2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 90] [corresponds to page 81 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Ghent, New York From 1907 to 1908 the family lived in Ghent where her father was a pastor. Marsden Van Wie was born in Ghent. Dilly was too young to remember anything about this town. She does recall the family later telling her about sitting in her rocker in the chancel singing about 'My Dolly' in the Christmas program. During her childhood, Dilly's family moved at least every 6 years because her father thought that was long enough for a minister to be in one spot. After six years, he might loose the spontaneity and the parishioners would not get as much from his sermons. [photo: Dorothy, 2 1/2 Years Old, and Marsden Van Wie Dillenbeck, 10 Months] Central Bridge, New York From 1908 to 1914, the family lived in the little village of Central Bridge. Dilly was small and sickly so the family did not send her to school as she would have had to cross the mainline of the New York Central Railroad to walk to school. Marsden would be going in two years and it was decided she could wait and go with him. Meanwhile since her mother was a teacher, she used this time to give her children a wonderful head start on their education by playing games devised to have them ready to learn to read, etc. She would cut the numbers off a calendar and use them for the children to learn to count and do simple math. [photo: Visiting the Barringers in Minden, New York Marsden on Andrew's lap, Uncle Russell Barringer Driving the Buggy, Aunt Alice Barringer, Dorothy and Pearl] Holding Dilly back also met there would be a financial crunch when both were in College at the same time so French Bonds were purchased and put away for the college education. One day Dilly and a friend were walking down the sidewalk toward the parsonage when Mr. Carmichael pulled his automobile up next to them and ask if they would like a ride. "Every time we heard the chug of an automobile, we ran to see it," remembered Dilly. She had never been in a car before and was thrilled with the long slow ride up and down the Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 90) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4dbeea6b30247df292c7885f95fdc543.jpg d89b350fd024b4e062fd4810129e4705 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 91] [corresponds to page 82 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] hills of the town but as they returned to the parsonage both of her parents were waiting in front of the house and she got a strong lesson - "You don't go riding in automobiles!" To this day she isn't sure whether they were most upset because she went without asking, went with Mr. Carmichael, or rode in an automobile. While they were in Central Bridge, Dilly remembers her two grandmothers coming to visit and making comforters for them. They cut the squares of scrap fabric left from clothes, pieced them into a pattern, backed them over a lining, and finally tied lots of knots to hold the layers of fabric together. "How we loved our comforters! My grandchildren got to use the same comforters!" Ministers' families usually lived in parsonages provided by the church. Unfortunately they are not usually kept in good repair, so each move Pearl had to learn to cook on a stove which may or may not heat to the proper temperature. However in Central Bridge, the church built them a new parsonage with a new stove. Dilly and Marsden put their hand prints in the concrete of the poured sidewalk to leave a lasting memento of their life there. Fifty years later when she went back to look, the sidewalk had been replace - the prints were gone. So much for immortality. While at Central Bridge, Dilly visited her first flour mill. Years later this event gave her something to talk about on her blind date with Carleton. Mt. Carmel, Pennsylvania From 1914 to 1917, the family moved to Mt. Carmel, Pennsylvania, a coal mining city located 50 miles east of Sunbury, Pennsylvania, and the Susquehanna River. This coal was soft so all the streams and rivers were black. Nothing grew or was green so it was depressing. Pearl hated it and Dorothy was glad when they left although she has special memories of the coal town built on rolling hills. Front porches on the houses were built up high to allow for the slope of the land. Miners returning home would take off their shoes and sit on their porches. If a child looked carefully at eye level, he or she could see white feet below the black legs of the people sitting on the porches and that sight always brought giggles. Being a minister's family, they were often invited to Sunday dinner in a parishioner's house. The dinner was usually fried chicken. One Sunday the family was invited to Sam Clemens' house for dinner. His wife invited them to sit in the parlor while she hurried back and forth from the kitchen. On one trip through the kitchen door she let the door open far enough that Dilly and Marsden saw Sam taking a bath in the kitchen. Imagine what fun two children had with the memory of that sight! Dilly and Marsden started school in Mt. Carmel. They were kept in the same classroom, much to Dilly's disgust. Neither child had any trouble with schoolwork since their mother had prepared them so well. From the time they were very little, they had the twenty volume set of Book Of Knowledge in their house which she and Marsden devoured. Many years later, Dilly's son John loved a newer version of the same set of books. In school they read books for grades and Dilly always read every word, cover-to-cover but Marsden discovered he could read the first and last chapter and prepare a report on just those and get the same grade. Father admitted it Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 91) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6740cb2c0b9c6733256ee8bd9ccce9e8.jpg d7f3d2be271b4c709acaa337b15f6cb6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 92] [corresponds to page 83 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] wasn't right but didn't know what he could do about it. Dilly remembers having the family picture taken and her mother wearing a new dress she had made, "It was light blue with bright orange trim and I couldn't stand the clashing colors" commented Dilly. Already she was beginning to take after her father while her brother resembled his mother. [photo: The Dillenbecks in 1914 in Mt. Carmel] The houses in Mt. Carmel were built so close together, there was barely room to get a wheelbarrow between them. One night the family was awakened by the neighbor banging on the wall and they looked outside to see the neighor's house on fire just beyond Dilly's room. Mother called to wake up the children and told them to get dressed. Marsden was so much asleep he never really woke up to get dressed and ended up with his legs in the armholes, etc. This frustrated and annoyed Dilly who called for help and dragged him to their parent's room. Mother took over dressing Marsden and told Dilly to go get her clothes and bring them back. Terrified Dilly had to leave the safety of her mother's room and walk towards the fire blazing outside her room, get her clothes and return to her mother's room. When she got back to her mother's room, Dilly discovered she had dropped a black stocking and therefore had to return to her room and brave the fire again to retrieve it. When she was dressed and they got her brother dressed, her father carried her brother and her mother collected their 'valuables' in a comforter and the family went to safety across the street. The fire department was able to put out the chimney fire without damage Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 92) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/59e08a59caa5201342b740fb3a7f37e7.jpg 19cf89d508d4c6717f0e94beb97a4146 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 93] [corresponds to page 84 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] to the parsonage but the stress of the scare caused eight year old Dilly's hair to fall out. Being minister's children, Dilly and Marsden were always expected to do the right thing. This is a very difficult standard for children. One day some boys began poking at Marsden because they knew he would not fight back. Naturally, Marsden came out on the short end of the fight and went home the worse for wear. His father took him aside and told him that although fighting was not right, he would have to stick up for himself. The mountains in Mt. Carmel, inspired Andrew, who loved hiking. He convinced two of his parishioners to join him on a hike across the height of Pennsylvania. This love of mountain hiking left an impression on Dilly. Hollis, New York From 1917 to 1921, the family lived in Hollis in the Borough of Queens in New York City. Dilly went to School #35 where many famous people, such as Art Buckwald, have been educated. It was a big brick school which housed grades one through eight. It was education at its best. To Dilly's delight, the school officials allowed her to skip the fourth grade which put her in different classes than Marsden. Her parents were both active in the war effort. Andrew was in charge of a warehouse which stored the food, blankets, clothing and other items collected by the Lutheran churches across the United States for the Belgium War Relief. He organized them and got items shipped to Belgium. Pearl worked in the warehouse office and helped Andrew. This necessitated hiring someone to cook and look after Dilly and Marsden so a cousin was employed to take care of them Her cooking was awful! Her cookies tasted so bad that the children devised many ways to hide them until they were away from the table and could get rid of them. Dilly always wished she had inherited the family ability to speak in front of a group. Her father was a wonderful speaker. When her brother graduated from Hamilton he got all the prizes for public speaking. Dilly gets tongue tied and can not think in front of a group. Once in the fourth grade she was asked to do math mentally but when she stood up in front of the class, she drew a blank. When she sat down, the answers came easily. Later she was to be in a Thanksgiving play and had learned all her lines, but when she tried to say them she couldn't so she was removed from the cast. [photo: Dilly and Violet Van Houten in 1919 at Far Rockaway Beach in Their Swimming Suits] Home economics was an important part of the school curriculum. Dilly began to sew in the sixth grade. Her first big project was a slip with shoulder straps which she made entirely by hand. Her mother realized Dilly had a knack for the art of sewing. For years she had made crude doll clothes making up the patterns as she went. Now she applied her new skills and began to make very Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 93) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b18250c08d624c36a61396702d151e0c.jpg 22c72027891a457443d58d4a95f05502 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 94] [corresponds to page 85 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] fashionable doll clothes. Her father hired a carpenter to make a dresser to house all the doll clothes. In the eight grade, Dilly made her first dress entirely by hand. Because of her short stature, store bought clothes always needed altering from a 14 to an 8. Often the sleeves had to be removed and the shoulder decreased. Always the cuffs were too big. Sometimes mother had dressmaker come in and alter clothes for Dilly. Now she could do some of this for herself. She even designed some of her own clothes. To this day she still enjoys hemming by hand. Cooking was also part of the home economics course but Dilly doesn't remember much about it. Later Dilly hemmed a skirt above her knees which really upset Pearl. As usually happened in the family, Andrew was brought in to mediate between the two. He decided Dilly should lower the skirt half between the two disputed lengths. Since she had plenty of hem, she was able to do so. Aunt Alice, Pearl's sister', taught Dilly to crochet and knit. Once Dilly knit a coat but she never liked it after she got it finished. [photo: Dilly and Marsden with Uncle John Dillenbeck, a Soldier at Camp Slocam] In 1918, a flu epidemic swept through the Army Camp on Long Island and through Hollis. Uncle John who was stationed at the Army Camp, Pearl, Dilly, Marsden and even the cousin, Martha, who was hired to cook came down with the flu. This left Andrew to take care of all of them. Not only was he not a good cook, Andrew was all thumbs in the kitchen and this made Pearl nervous. One day she couldn't stand it any longer and got out of bed to help prepare food. At the same time she got up a wagon full of caskets went by the house on its way to the Army Camp and Andrew ordered her back to bed or she would be the next one in a casket. "I don't remember what he fed us but we knew not to complain," remembered Dilly. The family finally got its first phonograph, a Pathe, which was not the most expensive but a very good player. Of course one had to use Pathe records on it. The family enjoyed the Red Seal records which were operas and good music. Dilly was in the eighth grade on Armistice Day, November 11, 1918. She remembers the headlines on the paper kept getting bigger and bigger as the war progressed. On Armistice Day the entire student body was marched outside and stood in lines near the cannon on the front lawn while they sang the Star Spangled Banner and other patriotic songs. It was a moving experience. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 94) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e6b8ef67affa24999ce786e026c71723.jpg 0e83fc7a2dcbd8f3231f4674ad1ee025 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 95] [corresponds to page 86 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] In the eighth grade Dilly had a crush on Lowell Crosby whose initials were L C. So Dilly adopted the middle name of Elsie. Also that year, the school saw fit for Marsden to skip the seventh grade so he and Dilly were back in the same classroom. Being in a minister's family is like always living in a fishbowl. Someone is continually watching, waiting for you to do something inappropriate. On Sundays we were allowed to read the Bible but nothing else. If we played Finch, we had to pull the shades "One member of our parish was Mr. Few. He had a daughter my age and a son who was Marsden's age. We used to chant, 'Mr. Few has two Few children!" recalled Dilly. Well, one day Mr. Few was talking about another member of the community not keeping the Sabbath and then he said to my father, "If I ever see you playing croquet on Sunday, I'll quit the church." Father didn't like that one bit. Pearl had been brought up in Hartwick Seminary and was used to this stringent code. The only card game she played was Finch. However she enjoyed parlor charades and music. While living in Hollis, Dilly was asked to wash the silverware after a church dinner. When she entered, the women were talking about her mother because they did not like a stand she had made on an issue. Dilly remembers that the comments hurt when she knew they were talking about her mother. She grew up thinking congregations as a whole are a pain in the neck to the minister's children. Another time the family had gotten a new dark mahogany chair with a beautiful green plush seat. This chair was by far their nicest. One day a family came to call and brought their daughter who was rather backward. The girl sat on the beautiful chair. All children were suppose to sit quietly while the grownups visited. The girl did a good deal of squirming but remained in the chair. When the family left, Pearl was horrified to discover the girl had wet the chair. She scrubbed to remove the stain and smell and of course that ruined the plush seat. They continued to use the seat and Dilly had to continue to treat the girl like everyone else even though she knew the girl should have asked to go out. In Hollis, Dilly developed her love of the theater. Both of her parents loved the theater, her mother operas and her father musicals. In the town of Jamaica two miles away they had 6 acts of vaudeville. However father loved to hike and insisted they hike the two miles to the theater. He always gave in after the play and they took the trolley home. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 95) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/947bf6e98ef58ae85e2a4f1b93e34d73.jpg 72eed50b9cabcfd7646ff9da5fde4237 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 96] [corresponds to page 87 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Once a year the family traveled into New York for the extravaganza at the Hippodrome. It was all very exciting but they never made an opera at the New York Metropolitan Opera. In Hollis, Dilly's mother worked in the public library while the librarian was on vacation and allowed Dilly to join her and even put away the fairy tales thus planting the seed for a future career. "While they were building a new parsonage in Hollis, we moved into another house. Across the street was a girl who worked in a bookstore and she would sneak me books," recalled Dilly. Then many of the books came in sets like the Red Cross girls, the Fielding books, etc. Dilly read everything she could get her hands on. when her mother found out what was happening, she put a damper on the fun by explaining to Dilly the girl was spending part of her small earnings on books for Dilly and that was not right. [photo: Girl Scout Dilly by the Rose of Sharon Bush in Hollis] Dilly found a Girl Scout Handbook in the library and wanted to earn those beautiful merit badges. She asked her mother to help start a troop but her mother was too busy with church activities. Pearl went to the school and found a teacher to take the troop. Although they moved so often, Dilly was never able to earn all the badges she wanted to but she did enjoy all her scouting, especially the camps. It worked out that the entire family was to be in camps at the same time - Dilly in Girls Scout camp, her parents in a church camp and Marsden in Boy Scouts of America Camp - all on the Hudson River. Dilly loved every bit of her camp but 12 year old Marsden had a rough time. He developed a boil on his backside and when he realized the doctor was going to lance it, he shouted "Get away from me you bums! You're not going to touch me." When the week was over, Dilly got permission to stay another week. Although Dilly never got homesick in camp, she did manage to get a plantar wart on her foot which was very painful and became a woman for the first time - both memorable experiences not related to scouting. When they moved to Lockport there was no Girl Scout Troop. Later in Johnstown, she was again in scouting and did community service by cataloging a junior high library. She was a Girl Scout Leader with 2 assistants and 36 girls. That summer she went to Camp Edith Macy on the Husdon River for training. The trainers were all marvelous speakers which added to a memorable experience. Although the tents were up when they arrived in camp, they had to take them down at the end. When unrolling the side of the tent to put it away, the girls discovered a nest of mice. Dilly remembered feeling something run across her face during the night but thought it was a dream. The entire experience was wonderful but she would never recommend 36 girls in a troop. She spent two summers as a camp counselor for 8 year olds. She never did learn to swim. Marsden and her father could go to the YMCA but there was no where for girls to Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 96) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d6538e9ac71dd51e2c7c5ff02ba9090a.jpg cc1f1f50c8be80386cecae62e2449d1c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 97] [corresponds to page 88 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] swim. However, after graduation, Dilly went to a YWCA Conference in the Adirondacks. One night, she and Betty, another girl attending there, went by the pond and decided to go skinny dipping and cool off. "Imagine me doing that," remembered Dilly. The entire family loved the Hollis parish. Andrew was a minister in a home mission church. While he was there they paid for the church so they could burn the mortgage. Pearl played the pump organ for which Dorothy and Marsden provided the air by moving the bellows. "I considered this a serious charge and paid attention to what I was doing. My brother would sneak the funnies in and read them so sometimes when Mother tried to play there was not any air." However, all was forgiven and they were sorry to see us leave. The church gave Pearl a platinum broach with an amethyst, Dilly a lavaliere with an amethyst, Marsden a tie tack with an amethyst, and Andrew a beautiful Hamilton watch. [image: Saturday, June 16, 1934 Counsellors Are Signed For Girl Scout Camp Trip Several Who Are to Help Direct Month's Camping Jaunt, Opening July 7, Are Secured by Camp Committee for 1934. With the marked increase in the number of Camp Kowaunkami reg- istrations for the 1934 summer sea- son, the indications are that a large camp will again be featured by the Fulton County Girl Scouts Inc., The applications show that a large percentage of old campers are returning and an unusual influx of new ones. The camp will have a four week period as last year with Jennie Mudgett and Jeanne, her assistant, back as cook and assistant and Dorothy Dillenbeck and Barbara Nash, both members of the 1934 staff returning for their second sea- son in the Iroquois and Chippewa units, respectively. Miss Dillenbeck Returns During the past year, Miss Dil- lenbeck, of Johnstown, has been employed at the Stratford District School and has conducted a special class there in outdoor cooking. This practical demonstration of the technique of a camp counsellors training course which she took at the National Camp Edith Macy last year will be of value to all the 10- 12 year old campers who will be in the Iroquois Unit with her and her two assistants this year. "Dilly" as she is known to all campers, will be welcomed back by her large cir- cle of camping friends.] Lockport While Lockport turned out to be Andrew's favorite parish, it didn't start out that way. Ministers cannot always choose when they will be changing parishes. Although they try to make summer changes to help the children in school, it is not always possible. Because the family moved the last months before school was out, Dilly and Marsden had to repeat the eighth grade in Lockport. Not only was this a degrading experience for the children, it did not sit well with their mother or father. The principal of the school was from military school and was very strict. He walked as though he had a rod in his back. Dilly was unhappy because they put her back but she loved the orchestra . One of the men in the church wanted orchestra music for church service. So he started an orchestra and provided instruments if the children would learn to play them. Dilly, who had gone to a music conservatory to learn the piano, selected the cello. Now the cello is a big instrument and Dilly was a small girl. Her brother laughed at her trying to play it and was very surprised when she did learn to make music with the cello. He chose the violin and so for a long time they squeaked together. Dilly continued to play the cello throughout high school. Her friend, Ollie Smith, also played the cello. His father was Dilly's piano teacher at the conservatory. One Christmas Ollie asked Dilly if he could carry her Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 97) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5bc9577ae8758f0c06c7bf56d0d15c85.jpg 7db5cf6973b9acaf872aa2bc73836e68 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 98] [corresponds to page 89 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] cello home. She said yes. When they got to her house, he presented Dilly with a gift and said "I think you should give me a kiss." Dilly replied, "I couldn't do that!" and the young man left. So much for the future of that affair! Dilly returned to carrying her own cello home. Mr. Haviland, the orchestra conductor, was a wonderful musician and expected top performance from all members of the orchestra. "We did a lot of starting and stopping until we got it right," remembers Dilly. However, it paid off because when the orchestra went to a contest, they ranked first - a thrill which carrried over into their adult lives. In addition to the orchestra, Dilly played in the pit orchestra for school operettas and sang in the girls chorus. Dilly didn't really enjoy high school as such. She was always bested by Marsden in the grade department. Her cello was the highlight of those years. Marsden was selected editor and chief of the yearbook and Dilly helped him. Dilly and her father were both blonds while her mother and brother were both brunettes. Her mother took care of Dilly's hair and was very upset when she had it cut her sophomore year in high school. At the time Dilly, age 15, was working in a real estate office as a filing clerk. She was filing in the drawers when the boss walked in behind her and exclaimed, "Girl, what have you done?" "Then I realized I had really done something awful," remembers Dilly. All the time Dilly was in school her parents selected sturdy shoes purchased two sizes larger than needed so she would wear them for two years. By the second year the shoes were worn as well as not fashionable. Dilly remembers hating the shoes so much, she would sneak her pumps into a bag and carry them to school and change so she felt more fashionable. Of course her mother eventually caught her and it was back to the sturdy shoes. She was also becoming clothes conscious. Dilly doesn't remember dating in high school. We would go to a basketball game and sit near each other but we always found our own way there and home. The cars just had room for six people so any more than that and someone always had to sit on someone's lap. Since Dilly was small, she was usually elected to be on someone's lap. One handsome fellow is [sic in] her class had a beautiful voice and went to Hollywood to play in B movies. At the same time a beautiful girl in her class, named Ryan, was a pianist and also went to Hollywood to be in movies. Everyone thought the two would marry. However, the girl returned and married the president of Dilly's class who was a banker. The high school was very large and they gave lessons in everything. The conservatory often put on extra teachers to handle additional subjects. When the school put on a musical, everyone in town came. Dilly loved taking piano lessons but she wasn't a natural like her brother. Marsden was very good at ear training and melody writing but Dilly struggled with them. She really wanted to take the course but only got a 62 or 63 in the course. Of course, Marsden who sang beautifully and played the violin very well, passed easily. One of life's character building events happened in English IV, when Dilly Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 98) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e478a89daab04a48c8b720d43b90baeb.jpg e2c635cc86f97b870e6ffc67d1be8985 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 99] [corresponds to page 90 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] again faced being tongue tied in front of the class. Her mother told her to stop thinking everyone is looking at her and just talk to the class. One day after Dilly stumbled through her presentation, a little bow-legged boy who had a crush on Dilly since 8th grade got up and said how good her presentation was. While his thought was nice, it didn't make her feel any better. Andrew did not like Monday because that was always washday and he had to get the water for Pearl who washed her clothes in large glavanized tubs which sat on a bench- like structure with a wringer in the middle. Pearl was very modern and had given up boiling her clothes, but Dilly remembers seeing her aunt boil all her clothes. While in Lockport, Andrew bought Pearl one of the first washers, a General Electric, with a big barrel tub which went around. A hose connected to the water at the kitchen sink. Now Andrew was free to do other things on Mondays. Dilly remembers their Regina floor cleaner. Using it required two people: one in the front to direct the hose and pull the unit, and the second in back to operate the bellows to create the vacuum to suck up the dirt into the canister in the middle. Dilly remembers calling, "M-o-m. Marsden isn't pumping." To which her mother always replied that if she was doing a good job on her end she would be too busy to notice what Marsden was doing. Of course, a book was always waiting and Dilly wanted to get the chores done as quickly as possible. Each spring the carpets were rolled up and put on a line so the dirt could be beaten out of them. Naturally the task had children written all over it. Old newspapers, from under the rugs, were thrown away and replaced with new ones before the carpets were replaced. The good thing about the task was that it was only done once a year. In 1924-26, cars were few and far between but one of the women in her father's parish had convinced the church members that their minister really needed a car to attend to all the parishioners and they raised the money for the most inexpensive car of the time, Chevrolet. The car was open with Isinglass panels to put on in case of rain. The family thought it was great. Mabel Gooding was in Dilly's high school class. She was a good friend of both Marsden and Dilly. One day the church group was going on an outing and the transportation assignments had been made. Mable wanted to go in Dilly's car but she was not on that list. However she told everyone she was and caused a big scene. Pearl caught her in the lie and told Marsden and Dilly they were to have no further contact with Mable. They both liked her and felt their mother's punishment was a little strict but they also knew there was no way around it. Pearl had been brought up in the Hartwick Seminary and was totally indoctrinated with the belief that anyone who lied, drank any form of alcohol or smoked even cigarettes would surely go to hell. Once again, these ideas were also impressed upon her children but moderated a little by their father's beliefs. At this time in Dilly's life she experienced the only event in her life she would not do over again. It has always been an embarrassment to her that she could have done something so terrible which impacted not only on her but on her entire family. The memory brings forth terrible emotions to this day. Dilly's father subscribed to The Saturday Evening Post and Cosmopolitan, which Dilly loved to read. She thought the glamorous life described in the articles Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 99) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0922191a4c495ca3cdf40f09384e1538.jpg 66f75e722629e732b5d55ddabe69ea31 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 100] [corresponds to page 91 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] and by F. Scott Fitzgerald must be wonderful. She wondered what it would be like to wear long gloves and sip champagne. When Dilly was a senior she took Physics and was paired with a 23 year old boy, Scott Wiles, who was returning to school. He asked her to a dance and she agreed to go. They double dated with another couple. Instead of going directly to the dance, Scott was of age and took them to a speakeasy. Having him get them in was very exciting. Dilly knew she shouldn't be there but she had to see what it was like. They each ordered a drink so Dilly had a Tom Collins. After their drink they went on to the dance. Dilly told her neighbor where they had been and enjoyed the dance. After the dance when Scott suggested going back for another drink, Dilly agreed. After another Tom Collins, Scott took her home. Dilly went to bed enjoying the glamorous feeling. The next day her father wanted to talk with her and she knew he had found out about her evening. Indeed the neighbor girl told her parents who told Dilly's father. He was upset and kept her out of school for a week and then the school expelled all of them. At the end of the week, Andrew asked Dilly to walk with him. He walked her the length of Main Street and back again so all the people could see she was forgiven. Dilly looks at that humiliating walk as one more of the many character building experiences of her youth. Of course she got no sympathy from her brother, Marsden. But unfortunately, that was not the last Dilly was to hear of the experience. When she tried to enter Elmira College, her application had to go to the principal for his recommendation. Because of her expulsion, he refused to give her a good recommendation so she could not get in college. "I remember Father pacing the floor and not saying very flattering things about the principal," commented Dilly. Then her father was so upset he took the train to the college to discuss the matter with the college president. The president overruled the decision and Dilly was admitted. Elmira College The first social event on the campus was a formal reception given by the college president. Dilly dreaded going since he knew of her past. When she approached him in the receiving line, the president gave her a big smile and she smiled back as he said, "I hope you enjoy being at Elmira." He never brought up the incident. [photo: "Where It All Began," says Carleton. Dilly's Dorm Window Where She First Saw Carleton Coming Up the Walk] When Dilly was taking her physical for college they knew she was anemic. The doctor recommended liver shots which she took regularly and all signs of the anemia disappeared. Dilly had her first friend die Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 100) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8436fc113f204d1a4189f7b130a49b77.jpg ff5dec9cdda300057f2a19bb7e034026 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 101] [corresponds to page 92 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] while she was in college. One of her high school friends got tuberculous and was isolated at home. When she went to see her, Dilly's father insisted she go no further into the house than the porch. Not only did her friend die, but the girl's mother and sister got the same disease and it also took their lives. Years later Dilly, Laura Whitney and Pauline Livingston provided ice cream to the TB patients in the Nightingale Cottage in Columbus. In college she lived in a dorm with 2 classmates her first year, another 2 her second year. Her third year Irene Miller asked to live with her. She had the only phonograph player. Her senior year she wanted to live with her friend Fitchie, but Irene asked her so she stayed with Irene. Dorm life was very educational! Her best college friends were Fitchie and Gert. They were together so much they became known as The Three Musketeers: Fitchie was known as Aramis, Gert as Porthos, and Dilly as Athos. "All my college friends are still alive but Fitchie," noted Dilly. For physical education, Dilly took three years of interpretative dancing and a year of gym. During her senior year she was in charge of taking a group of girls, who didn't participate in gym, hiking. [photo: Carleton S. Burrer in 1929 at Westinghouse in Pittsburgh] Math was never Dilly's long suit. She worked and worked at it. Once her roommate who was planning to be a math teacher, took Dilly aside and said she would teach her math or she shouldn't be a math teacher. They worked and worked on it. When Dilly took a test with five questions, the last was calculus and she knew she needed to spend all her time on the other four questions and be sure they were right before tackling the last one. She passed but with a very low score because of the last problem. While she was in Elmira in 1926, the girls would ride the trolley downtown for 7 cents to see the movies. The ride took her past the beautiful Victorian Mansion which was the home of Mark Twain's wife, Olivia Langton. Twain knew Langton's brother who introduced the two. It was a match and Twain married Olivia. Dilly had another member of the Langton family, Ida, as her English teacher for the Romantic Poets - Wordsworth, Byron, Shelley, and Keats. Ida was to be another character building experience for Dilly. She stood tall and straight (must have worn a stiff corset to hold such a pose) and was obviously over qualified for this teaching position. In addition to being the niece of Mark Twain's wife, she had a Ph. D. from Yale and had written on many subjects including Milton. When someone was reciting, the teacher stared out the window as though bored. If Dilly had liked poetry more it might have been easier but while she enjoyed Keats, she found Wordsworth impenetrable, Bryan exciting, and Shelley too philosophical. When the final grades were posted, Dilly had to repeat the class and unfortunately she had the same teacher. The second time she got through the course. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 101) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d239858487a2dea320820463a598103f.jpg aec1b4e43257774640b71e87bb85c275 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 102] [corresponds to page 93 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Fifty years later when Dilly returned to the Elmira campus, she and Carleton retraced the trolley trip downtown and the mansion was gone. In its place was a parking lot. Such a disappointment! [photo: Carleton and Dilly Senior PromWeekend] Dilly remembers her first movies were silent films, with a piano player providing music. The theaters were usually a dirty hole in the ground type but the life on the screen made it all wonderful. The Saturday afternoon movies were often serials such as "The Perils of Pauline" with Pearl White, so one had to go each week to keep up with the story. Of course, all the girls had heavy crushes on the movie stars and collected pictures of them. One of her favorites was John Gilbert. When she later met Carleton she though [sic thought] he looked like Gilbert. "It Happened One Night" with Clarke [sic Clark] Gable and Claudette Colbert was a favorite movie. Some other films and stars Dilly remembers seeing are Adolph Menjou in "Blonde or Brunette," Ronald Colman and Vilma Banky in "A Night of Love," Great Garbo and Antonio Moreno in "The Temptress," Lillian Gish in "Scarlet Letter," and of course, John Gilbert and Greto [sic Greta] Garbo in "Flesh and the Devil." Her love of the theater was further nourished by the repertory group which put on plays in Elmira. Dilly remembers going to see the group put on a different play each week with the same cast of characters. The hero one week might be the villain the next week which often caused frustration among the girls. [photo: Andrew L. Dillenbeck in 1933 at Canajoharie] Dilly found some interesting notes in her diary of her 1926-27 year at Elmira which contain the following prices: Haircut - .50, Riding lesson - $1.00, Eskimo Pie - 5 cents, Trolley fare - 7 cents, 1/2 pint of ice cream - 15 cents, Danish pastry 10 cents, Middy - $1.60, and a Babe Ruth 5 cents. Dinner at Browns was 30 cents or 40 cents, dinner at Creighton's was 55 cents or one could have pancakes for 20 cents. Schoonovers had Sundaes for 20 cents Of course, the big highlight of Dilly's college days was the blind date with Carleton for the Senior Prom. Without that event this book would not be written. Andrew Honored In 1927 Andrew's Alma Mater honored Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 102) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d7d9b9d440572f83153a51d4ec9e288f.jpg 3d21544c59ea6332788d1fbd3b4ec58c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 103] [corresponds to page 94 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] him with the honorary degree of Doctor of Divinity. He was one of the founders of Hartwick College and president of the last named board five years. He was statistical secretary of the United Lutheran Synod in New York for four years and president of the Council of Churches in Lockport and Johnstown. He taught the course in Religious Education two years in the Theological Seminary at Hartwick. He was the first president of the Dillenbeck Family Association in America and spent twenty years compiling data for his genealogy book. [photo: Andrew and Alice Dillenbeck 1954] In 1951, Pearl Dillenbeck died following a very long illness. Andrew married a widow who became Gramma Alice to John Burrer. Alice only had an eighth grade formal educataion but she had the sweetest personality. She sought out rough stuff and sold it to antique dealers. Shortly before his death, Andrew returned to the pulpit of the Stone Arabia Church where he had started his ministry. He died in 1963. Marsden Dilly's brother Marsden graduated from Hamilton College in New York in 1930 with a major in speech. While he was in college he was president of Tau Kappa Epsilon and sang in the choir. He was a student in the C.M.T.C. training camp in Plattsburg one summer. Marsden had a jazz band which he directed. He also played the violin and sang with the band. Sometimes he would even wear his tux to school because he wouldn't have time to change. Well, he spent too much time with the band and his fraternity and didn't study so he failed his English exam his senior year and could not graduate. They gave him the test a second time and he passed. After graduation he taught English for four years in Hartwick Academy and taught Public Speaking in Iowa State College, Ames, Iowa, during a summer session. He completed his Masters at University State of New York in Albany and became principal of the school in Ephratah. [photo: Winifred and Marsden Dillenbeck, Dilly Burrer] He married Winifred Purdy who worked for the principal of Rye High School and taught commercial studies. They both loved to travel and enjoyed life. While teaching in Rye, the wealthy parents of many of the children would approach Marsden and tell him their son or daughter needed to pass his class to go on to the better schools. Marsden's method of teaching was to challenge each student thus they found themselves working and enjoying Marsden's classes so Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 103) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/88753e359e2f57a256ec49ce311d8475.jpg 976109dc9d787b874a393bea047d186c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 104] [corresponds to page 95 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] much they passed on their own. Always a good story teller, it did not surprise the family when Marsden became a reader for Scribner publishing company. While there Marsden wrote reader's guides for some of the classics, including Graham's children's classic, Wind in the Willows and Galsworthy's, Man of Property. Marsden began drinking which brought back horrible memories for his father. Andrew feared Marsden would follow in his grandfather Luther's footsteps but Marsden was a clever alcoholic who still was able to be a good teacher and carry on a normal life. Unfortunately there were no children born to Marsden and therefore it was the end of Captain Andrew Dillenbeck's line. Dilly's Graduate Work The women in Dilly's family tended to be teachers. In addition to her mother, Aunt Alice (her mother's sister) was also a very strict teacher. "I've always thought Aunt Alice looked like a owl around her eyes. She was very disciplined and always wore a long black skirt, black hose and little black slippers which snapped at the side." Rev. Lambert Swackhammer and his daughter Catherine Margaret (Dilly's grandmother) were also teachers. Of course her mother thought she should consider the field but it was not for Dilly. By the time she graduated from high school, Dilly knew she wanted to be a librarian and have access to all those books. Throughout her youth, her mother had tried to protect her from the fantasy world presented in books and carefully watched everything Dilly read. One time she was reading Zane Grey's Betty Zane, and her mother saw the book. Pearl saw the girl on the cover and decided it was a love story so she made Dilly take the book back to the library. She did but later she would return, find the book and stand in the aisle and read it. She finished the book but her mother never knew it. The books she loves, she reads over and over. Some of the favorites were Charles Dickens' David Copperfield, The Last Days of Pompeii, Ben Hur, and Jane Austin's novels. Her favorite period in history was the Roman Empire so naturally she likes anything about that period. Following graduation from Elmira in 1930, with a degree in pre-library, Dilly went to Columbia University and worked her way through Library Science graduate school. A Masonic Scholarship helped with tuition but she needed other funds for room, board, books, etc. Her father knew the President of Wagner College and he gave Dilly a job in the Wagner College Library on Staten Island. She worked on Wednesday afternoons, Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday nights and all day Saturdays. The job included a room and board in a house with other teachers and college employees, and a small amount of spending money. While in the library she began her love affair with Time magazine which she has faithfully read ever since. Now while her eyesight is failing, she listens to Time being read over a special radio in her home but still gets the print copies which she scans with the aid of a magnifying glass. 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To pass the time on the subway, Dilly would study people's faces and try to figure out what they did, where they were going, etc. She wove some complicated fantasies about her fellow travelers but never asked any to confirm her ideas. Using the library at Columbia became a challenge. Instead of using the Dewey system to catalog, this library used Library of Congress cataloging so Dilly had to learn a new system. The boarding house was a new experience for Dilly who had lived a sheltered life. "One day, I remember one of the men who lived in the house was from Singapore and I was asking him questions about his background while standing in my doorway. He took the questions as a personal interest in him and the next thing I knew he had closed the door to my room, turned off the light and was starting to make improper advances. I quickly opened the door and led him out when the 6'3" coach, who roomed across the hall, heard my raised voice and offered to help if I had any more trouble." "The boys were studying to be ministers and I knew I did not ever want to be a minister's wife so I didn't do any serious dating. Besides, I had already met Carleton and knew he was the man for me," remembers Dilly. By the second year at Columbia, Dilly moved into an apartment on 18th Street. The art librarian was divorced and sublet rooms for $6 per week so Dilly took one. Her room was very small with only room for a desk, a chair and a cot and of course the shared bathroom down the hall. The window looked out on the inner court because those rooms were cheaper. To give herself more space, Dilly left the door open and her friends would come to her room to hang out. Her job at Columbia was in the foreign periodicals department. The library closed at 9 p.m.. One night after closing Dilly was on her way home and it was raining so she stopped, took off her glasses and put them in her case. Then she stopped at the corner grocery to get a bottle of milk. Coming out of the store was a man in a Chesterfield coat with a black velvet collar and a Fedora hat. He nodded to Dilly and said, "They'll be out in a minute." She was so surprised to see anyone dressed like this that she was really taken back when a second man came out of the backroom dressed just like the first in a Chesterfield coat with a black velvet collar and a Fedora hat. He, too, said, "They'll be out in a minute." Dilly went on into the store and soon discovered the store had been robbed and the only help she could give the police was the description of the men's hats and coats. Perhaps if she had not taken off her glasses she would have noticed something else! Her apartment was on the second floor of a three story building. One night Dilly rang the bell but the elevator never came. After several attempts she walked the stairs. Later she discovered there were robbers in the building, and they had the elevator operator tied up. Since Dilly was earning her own way through graduate school, she had little money for clothes but since she wasn't dating she didn't need many and the ones she had made were fine. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 105) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ba075a2dfa9a0e74b829daf06fd1802c.jpg 3218d6171c6e9fc822670587689a893e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 106] [corresponds to page 97 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] After two years, she got her Masters of Library Science from Columbia University in 1932 after writing her thesis on the editions of the Bible. Johnstown Following graduation, she went home to Johnstown and clerked in a department store as she had done on several vacations from school. This was a rough time because she now had two degrees but following the Depression, jobs were very scarce. She spent three months cataloging and helping the librarian at Johnstown Junior High. Her friend Fritchie, who was a [an] excellent teacher, taught there. [photo: Dilly at Cooperstown Station with Second Chevrolet on September 30, 1925] Dilly also had a job passing out Franklin D. Roosevelt's slogans which people were supposed to put in their windows. Many let her know they were not going to do it. During this time, Dilly volunteered to play the piano for the Vacation Bible School in her father's church, worked with Girl Scouts and made a rock garden for her mother. Rock gardens were the trend in flower gardens, Dilly's consisted of three round flower beds with all the special effects. Dilly's father decided to teach Dilly to drive. While she was learning she flooded the car and stopped it right in front of the trolley, much to her father's embarrassment. That ended her driving lessons. Dilly Goes to Stratford Finally in 1934 she found a job. She worked through Franklin D. Roosevelt's W.P.A. as the school librarian in Stratford, a mountain town in the lower Adirondacks. All grades and high school came to the same school to get an ED-U-CA-SION. "Imagine me teaching ballroom dancing and arithmetic to farmers!" Square dancing was popular recreation in the area but they were eager to learn ballroom dancing so Dilly played the piano while they danced. Outdoor cooking was also an offered subject. "If you have read Jesse Stuart's books about mountain folks, you have an idea of what I faced," remembers Dilly. Many of the folks were squatters on someone else's property so they didn't welcome strangers to their door. Often if you did go to a home, you were greeted with a gun. One day a girl came to fetch the nurse because her mother had been unable to have a bowel movement for more than a week and was in agony. The nurse had tried before to call on the Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 106) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e3c51b9c954c5dfd2d9385d70f5f4cb8.jpg 94d2fd92edba9768d25446ec98b28e98 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 107] [corresponds to page 98 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] people in that house and been greeted by a gun so she was hesitant. However, when she got to the house the woman was in such agony, the family quickly admitted her. Later she was again forbidden to enter. The town nurse owned the house where Dilly rented a room. It was the only one in town with indoor toilet. The people in the boarding house consisted of teachers and the nurse. All of this was over shadowed by the thrill of visiting Sunbury and receiving an engagement ring at Christmas. Thus she and Carleton began their long engagement. Canajoharie At long last in 1934, Dilly got a bonafide job as the school librarian in Canajoharie high school making $1475 for the year. As we mentioned before, Burt Alter was so impressed with her mother's teaching skills, he offered Dilly a job without seeing her. In fact he never did see her. For the first 3 or 4 weeks, Dilly commuted to Canajoharie but then she moved in with her favorite cousin who happened to be an excellent cook. Four or five months later the director of the Girl Scouts and the physical education director of the high school asked Dilly to move in with them. So Dilly bought a studio couch which opened into a bed and they became a threesome. They were about the same age, had the same interests and therefore had a barrel of fun. Toward the end of the school year, Dilly mentioned marriage to Carleton since she had been wearing his ring almost two years. Since she thought they would be marrying, she did not renew her contract. One weekend, Carleton and his father, K.O., paid Dilly a visit and K.O. explained to her that Carleton's grandfather had put his foot down and would not hear of Carleton marrying. Carleton just sat quietly and listened. "It was like a knife in my heart," whispered Dilly. So now she had no job and no prospects for a future. She had a working relationship with the Wittenberg librarian where there was an opening for a job but some one else who was related got the position. Hartwick College, which her father had help start, was also looking for someone. A Lutheran college in Iowa was interested in a head librarian but Dilly didn't feel she was ready for that responsibility. Capital University With her Master in Library Science degree, Dilly wrote to all the Lutheran Colleges looking for a position in 1932. She recieved a lovely letter from Miss Dorothea Conrad at Capital saying Dilly's qualifications looked good so she should stop in whenever she was in the area. In 1935, she still hadn't found the right [image: 1935. Assistant Librarian Named at Capital U. Miss Dorothy M. Dillenbeck of Johnstown, N. Y., was named as- sistant librarian at the Capital university library, it was an- nounced this week by Capital of- ficials. Miss Dillenbeck will assist Miss Dorothea - M. Conrad, head librarian. She is a graduate of Elmira col- lege and was later graduated from Columbia university with a bach- elor of science degree in library science. She served as librarian at Wagner Memorial Luther college before coming to Capital.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 107) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6229cf5ecd25e227221f32aeb63d14d6.jpg 78f91ce75b97739fca988ef21d6d6ba0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 108] [corresponds to page 99 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] job and her brother, Marsden, who had a new DeSoto, offered to drive her to Columbus. Along the way, he braked suddenly and Dilly's head hit the windshield so she arrived at her interview with a bump on her head. Miss Conrad and Dilly hit it off right away. "I took us downtown to a well known restaurant and she took us to the Bexley Tea Room," remembers Dilly. In August, Miss Conrad called and asked her to come to Capital University as the assistant librarian. It was ideal! The school was Lutheran, away from home and closer to Sunbury than she had been. "Miss Conrad was as tall as I am small," chuckled Dilly who compensated by always wearing high heels until she broke her hip shortly after Carleton died. Instead of a small office, she had a desk in a large workroom with windows all the way around. "I felt so lucky." Miss Conrad had a basement full of books which needed to be catalogued and assigned them to Dilly. Unfortunately they were written in German and Dilly had not studied that language. In high school she had taken Latin and Spanish. At Elmira she studied more Spanish and French. However Dilly's job at Capital including cataloging the archival books all written in German. She rented a one bedroom apartment with kitchen and living room for $20 per month, sent for her studio couch and made a bed of turquoise tiles supporting springs. Several months after she was in Columbus, Dilly called Carleton and asked him to meet her at Broad'El, a restaurant in Bexley. After he sat down she very quietly pushed the box containing her engagement ring towards him and told him she was sorry she hadn't sent it to him sooner. He pushed it back and then explained the rest of the story. Carleton's grandfather, Mr. Sperry, was widowed so Carleton and his mother, Daisy, had been living with him at 47 Morning Street and caring for him. The little money Carleton made was basically supporting the household. Mr. Sperry thought that was too many mouths to feed and put his foot down forbidding Carleton to bring a bride into the house. "They never considered I was working and could be a contributing member of the household," recalls Dilly. He went on to explain to me that he had his father tell me because he couldn't. I was hurt but Carleton was also devastated and embarrassed by the whole matter. He asked me to keep the ring and we began dating again and never discussed it again. Occasionally, the couple would double date with Carleton's high school friend, Hoyt Whitney, and Laura Crawford. Hoyt was the brother of Polly Horn's father, Bill Whitney. Seward Arnold from Westinghouse days, and his wife Dottie joined them and all became good friends for life. The first year at Capital, Dilly made $1000 per year with the rank of instructor. The second year she made $1200. Eventually in 1944, she became an assistant professor and made $2600. Dilly's roommate, Mary Jane Gorman, was dating Armin Henry Meyer who graduated from Capital in 1935. He taught mathematics and was dean of men at Capital. Although he was seven years younger then Dilly, they became good friends. She often was their fourth for Bridge. When Mary Jane and Armin married and he had a job in Cairo, he asked Dilly to be the librarian at the Embassy in Cairo. That was too far from Carleton. Although Armin's marriage Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 108) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5b43620298a33bedb075bc9c37ee265a.jpg 7e00092d769efb2df960e51415192386 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 109] [corresponds to page 100 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Armin Henry Meyer] ended in divorce, he and Dilly continued to keep in touch. Since it was very difficult to get business suits in other countries, Dilly would pick them out and have them sent to him. She watched his career grow with the State Department from Military Attache of American Legation in Cairo in 1946 to United States Ambassador to Lebanon, Japan, and Iran from 1965-69. He later became a professor at Georgetown University's School of Foreigh service. When Armin returned to Capital to give a speech, he visited the Burrer home. He had written the memories of his life as an ambassador and a copy of the book, Assignment Tokyo, is in the Community Library Burrer Family Memorial Room. [photo: Lt. Gen. Robert Eichelberger with Armin Meyer in the Brown Suit Dilly Chose] Dilly, the Mountain Climber Always wanting to be a part of her father's hiking and mountain climbing trips, Dilly convinced her father she really wanted to climb Mt. Marcy for summer vacation in 1936. It is the highest peak in the Adirondacks, and Dilly wanted to say she had climbed it. The following item appeared in the local paper: Local Party Planning To climb Mt. Marcy Two local clergymen, the Rev. Edward L. Swartout, Jr., of the Reformed church, the Rev. Andrew L. Dillenbeck, D.D., of St. Mark's Lutheran, Mrs. Swartout and Dr. Dillenbeck's daughter, Dorothy, are planning a climb of Mt. Marcy next Monday. The quartet will start the ascent at the western approach from Tahawus and expect to cover ten miles going up and thirteen miles descending. They plan to spend Monday night at the top of the mountain, making the return trip Tuesday. One of the interesting features awaiting them at the top, 5,344 feet above sea level is a view of Lake Pear, the highest lake in New York state, Avalanche Pass and Lake Colden, all picturesque sights. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 109) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/80889ea5b70b828e7b70fc55834e2b8c.jpg 5e30b876324b6e45b0e6e1253bd90741 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 110] [corresponds to page 101 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Rev. Edward L. Swartout, Jr., and his wife were young and in excellent physical shape because they spent much time hiking and in other sports. Normally one trains before undertaking such an event but Dilly just knew she could do it with no problem - after all she had been a Girl Scout. Although to get to Mt. Marcy, they had to climb several small mountains, the trip up went fine. The scenery was beautiful. The top was all Dilly knew it would be and the feeling of accomplishment was invigorating. Unfortunately, on the return trip, Dilly's legs were cramping badly. When she finally reached the bottom, she had to go to bed and stay there for a week. Her brother could never understand how she convinced her father to let her go when he was experienced and should have realized she was not up to it. Althugh the pain and exhaustion were not pleasant, Dilly says climbing the mountain was one of her personal accomplishments. "Once you've climbed a mountain, you're never the same. Everyone should have the experience." Years later she and Carleton climbed a smaller Mt. Snowie near Johnstown in one day. G.J. and the Director of the Girl Scout camp were with them. It was an easy climb and Carleton and Dilly came down arm in arm. Columbus had everything Dilly loved. She joined two music clubs and enjoyed the Bexley players. Columbus had good restaurants, ball teams, and public transportation which was very important since Dilly had not learned to drive. While at Capital, Dilly and her friends went to the Hartman Theater in Columbus. The seats sold out quickly so they would take turns standing in line. They could only afford tickets in the peanut gallery but the productions were not to be missed. Usually the Broadway stars toured with the shows that played at the Hartman. Dilly kept all the show programs and playbills and years later she had all her collection from the Hartman and those from Broadway bound. [photo: Billy Arnold, 1 1/2, and Dilly in Cincinnati] One of Dilly's special memories of her time at Capital is getting to attend the American Library Association Convention in Cincinnati. Although she had to pay her own way, it was a thrill to be in on the biggest gathering of librarians as they discussed the role of librarians. The trip was a double hit because Dilly was able to visit her friend Dottie Arnold, who was now the mother of Dilly's godson, Billy. Through the years Dilly and the Arnolds have remained very close. Dilly's father baptized Billy in the Arnold's living room. She watched Billy grow to Bill, go to college at Florida State University where a circus trained. Being very strong, Bill learned acrobatics and became the base for pyramids because he could lift the girls. After four years in the Air Force, Bill became a pilot with Delta Air Lines and still flies to London. He married a flight attendant and they have two girls now in college. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 110) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/37f08736891a99b16dd44b56c4015b7c.jpg 13f79f58ab74687c5cef8bc188da9050 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 111] [corresponds to page 102 of Flashback: A STory of Two Families] [image: Dilly's Ration Books] The world was at war but Dllly [sic Dilly] was luckier than many people. Being a minister's daughter she was used to doing without the frills. Times were rough for everyone so others were also doing without luxuries. Dilly needed ration books like everyone else. However, she didn't need to worry about gasoline since she didn't drive. "I fared better than most because I didn't drink coffee, drive or use liquor," remembers Dilly. Of course her friends did use them so Dilly was glad to be able to give her ration stamps to others. One friend would call and remind her it was time for a visit and to bring her ration books. "I remember going to the store for nylon hose and taking a number which I turned in. When my number came up, the store would notify me and I would go in to pick up my Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 111) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/213520122dbd8747febed154e8aa84c2.jpg b4055d8eb50906f328215d29c22f3e9a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 112] [corresponds to page 103 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] stockings," Dilly commented. She remembers a ration on meat and tires and people standing in line to make their purchases. Her biggest concern during the war was for the safety of Carleton and her friends serving in the military. Since she and Carleton had been corresponding for years, this was not a change for her. Now she was visiting England and Hawaii through Carleton's letters. Dilly Looks at Dilly As all people are the sum total of their genes and their environment, Dilly sees herself in the following manner. I am a Democrat and love to follow politics. I love Masterpiece Theater and rarely miss an episode. I am a C-Span and C-Span 2 junkie. I have no ego. I consider myself professional. I believe the best profession is Librarian. I am non-confrontational. I will always stand up for a friend. I am aware of my weaknesses. I am definitely outspoken. I am easy to get along with. I have no temper. I am not courageous. When I believe in a cause, I stand up and fight for it. I feel women are definitely equal to men and really resented a Capital professor once saying women would not equal men. After all can a man birth a child? I talk too much. Would You Do It Over Again? If I were to live it all over again, I would choose to do the same things with one exception, I would be nicer to my mother. I was closer to my father and Marsden was closer our mother throughout our lives. While I loved my mother and respected her, we were not always close. Being a minister's wife, everyone dumped on Mother. While the ministered was hired to do his job, it was assumed his wife was also going to do all the many other tasks associated with the church-teaching, singing, playing the organ, preparing church means, etc. Later, to help with our education, Mother went back to school to renew her teaching certificate even though she wasn't well. When I was away at school I did write her a long letter saying how much I appreciated what she had done for me. The rest of my life has been very full - the ups and downs. Of course, I would do it all over again. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 112) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/487c89adae61a4974070400953fafe9e.jpg 923e13425e3f81c070065c58f8f4cc9c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 113] [corresponds to page unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Dorothy MacNaughton Dillenbeck Marries Carleton Sperry Burrer December 30, 1945 [2 photos] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 113) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b42d62ebaf7778e2f086c336dc17a446.jpg 21c4888c88292d7da20a41a48770e4a4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 114] [corresponds to page 105 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Marriage Carleton returned from the war just before Thanksgiving in 1945, and they were married December 30, 1945, in Mansfield by a friend from Capital. Dilly, who was always close to her minister father, was just recovering from six weeks of bronchitis which had left her weak and with a heart murmur. "I knew if my father performed the wedding service we would both be too emotional and probably break down and cry," Dilly explained. Seward and his wife, Dottie, and Daisy Sperry stood up for them. Tthe event was the anniversary of Karl and Daisy's wedding but this fact was not known to Dilly at the time. [photo: Daisy Sperry and her Dog in the Backyard on North Morning Street] There was no money for a wedding trip so the couple returned to Sunbury and took up residence with Daisy in the house they were to call home on North Morning Street until 1979. Dilly continued to work at Capital and stayed in Columbus during the week. Some of this time she lived in a dorm but for a while she stayed with the Arnolds. In all this time she was only alone for three weeks one summer. On the weekends, Carleton would pick her up and she would come to Sunbury and take care of the house. [photo: 47 North Morning Street, Sunbury] Although she missed Carleton during the week, she walked a lot, feeling very safe in her neighborhood, and had many friends among the faculty and the faculty wives. When the time came for Dilly to leave Columbus, the faculty women and wives gave a shower for her. In October, Daisy and Carleton went to Columbus and helped move Dilly, who was seven months pregnant, to Sunbury. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 114) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6c565a51321800c60628281da25026e8.jpg 31c10c449017aae98f1b56f455b061d4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 115] [corresponds to page 106 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] 47 North Morning Street [photo: Grandfather Clock in the Dining Room] [photo: Living Room] [photo: Carol Burrer is Watering Flowers] [photo: Grandaughter Carol Burrer in Living Room] [photo: Living Room] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 115) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9166453b5f31f9c12b00b6a53d897261.jpg e2c5a2f3eb69e2cf83d9e64ba981149f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 116] [corresponds to page 107 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] John Dillen burrer Two months later, their son, John Dillen, was born December 14, 1946, just sixteen days before their first anniversary. [photo: John Dillen Burrer] One hundred pound Dilly had gained thirty pounds during her pregnancy, so she was really ready for the big event when the time came. On the way to the hospital, she, Carleton, and Daisy chose the name for a son. They chose John after the Burrer forefathers and Daisy suggested shortening Dilly's maiden name Dillenbeck to Dillen. "We all like it. We never even discussed a girl's name," recalled Dilly. After 30 hours in labor, John was born at 6 A.M. in White Cross Hospital. "I remember thinking he had a pinhead but it was love at first sight." John made a big impact on the family which had not had little ones for a long time. John's Grandpa Karl Burrer, who rarely had time for his own son, had recently retired and now found time to come to the house and feed baby John. Perhaps he realized how much of his own family life he had missed. [photo: Dilly and John Age 5 months] With Carleton's knowledge of electronics, the family had the first television in town. It had a small 4" screen and the picture was so "snowy" they had to pull the drapes to see it. Carleton had put an antenna on the back porch which he hand-turned to the direction of the signal. [photo: Marsden Dillenbeck, Dilly Burrer, and John Burrer, 2 1/2 Years Old] [photo: Three Generations: Daisy Sperry Carleton Sperry Burrer Dorothy Dillenback Burrer Andrew Luther Dillenbeck John Dillen Burrer] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 116) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4f3cc14eef7962801f48c107f6cbd2a7.jpg 98344ad1c70b7a32efceac5f9bb750d3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 117] [corresponds to page 108 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: June 1948] [photo: 2 years Old] [photo: Kinky Clark and John Burrer] [photo: Val Roberts, Elaine Sherbourne, John Burrer, August 1951] Later Carleton took the insides out of an old mahogany phonograph, put a player inside and attached the little walnut TV for Dilly. The two woods bothered her so she let it go in an auction, something she later regretted. When John was young, he thought it would be nice if his mother would drive and take his friends to events. Dilly signed up and received a driver's license when it was required but year's later she let it expire. So she took a driver's test and got everything right on the written test. However, she had three Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 117) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/680c2b658464658c179d3ebaaee22bff.jpg f925aa7d97ba88e75aa5eb5854d29319 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 118] [corresponds to page 109 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: At Crocker's Cottage On Caroga Lake June 1955 Aunt Marie Crocker Dilly Burrer John Burrer] chances to maneuver the car into a parallel parking spot. On the first attempt she hit the pole in front, on the second the back one, and on the third she hit the curb. Even though the policeman was nice and suggested she practice some more and retake the test, she decided she would rather not drive. "I really haven't missed it," she commented. [photo: Little League All-Star Team, 1958 Back row: Keith Wampler, John Burrer, Bill Rowland, Terry Buell, Rick Day, Bob Hartsook Front Row: Ronnie Rowland, Pete Ross, Darrel Wilson, Billy Owen, Steve Ruthig, Terry Williamson] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 118) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/584f3426fb9a23d3aeb84be68e32d891.jpg 5e8c775d46df1e2b7eeac1fdfa2147a4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 119] [corresponds to page 110 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: "The Sign of Our Bread and Butter"] [photo: Sunbury Electric Shop Truck] Following the war, Carleton's business continued to grow as more appliances were developed and the public was eager to buy them. Of course this ment more to be repaired and more wiring. In 1952, Maud Horlocker, the librarian for Community Library went to Carleton and ask his permission to see if Dilly would be interested in being the librarian in Sunbury. "That was before women's lib, I guess," laughed Dilly. Community Library Mrs. Horlocker had taken a cut in pay from $2400 as a teacher to $1200 as a part time librarian. Mrs. Anderson also worked with her and left at the same time. So Dilly took the part-time job in Sunbury at $1.50 per hour. For the next 20 of her 22 years with the library she would work for $2.00 per hour or less. "I knew the library board couldn't afford to pay me any more. But I didn't mind and I've enjoyed every minute of my work here. Librarians have never been highly paid but the position carries a prestige which implements the salary. Besides I had a six year old son at home and Carleton had a successful career already going so we were able to handle it," Dilly told the sunbury News. What a change from the past 11 years of work in a college library to come to work in a small town library. Conveniently the library was located in a former meat market on East Cherry Street, in the same block in which the Burrer's lived so she didn't need to worry about transportation. She prepared her meals in the morning and put them in the oven to bake while she was at work. [photo: Dilly Balanced Home and Career] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 119) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ec55a42efb7c757c37198e132938c807.jpg 258c89f46fc4169a32d3d4028999fe51 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 120] [corresponds to page 111 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Community Library was on Cherry Street, second building from the left. Polly Whitney, library page, is riding in the July 4th Parade] Polly's Story Since Mrs. Burrer will never talk about her first day on the job, I feel I must tell my version of that day. Remember I was only in the 7th grade. My sister, in the 3rd grade, and I, in the 4th grade, needed a community service project for Girl Scouts and through our neighbor, Felice Patton, we volunteered to tie magazines at the library. At the end of the project Peg was bored and quit but I continued to volunteer after school on Tuesday and Thursday and also Saturday afternoons. Not only did I tie magazines, I shellacked covers of books following Mrs. Anderson's writng numbers on the spine with white India ink. It was my assignment to shelve the books. Having never heard of Dewey, I arranged the books in order by color, size and shape. The result was no one else could find the books so requests were left by patrons and I retrieved the books when I got to the library. I loved Mrs. Horlocker and Mrs, Anderson and would have done anything for them. I had started seventh grade when Mrs. Burrer was hired. Her first day I rushed in to see how impressed she was going to be with our wonderful library. Her first question to me was "What does this BH mean on this spine?" I replied, "Boys' Horse Story and it goes on this wall." Then I noticed the look on her face and quickly added, "The Girls' Horse Stories are over there: and pointed to the opposite wall. That little woman let out a big, "W H A T ?" After I repeated my explanation she walked to the next shelf of Boys' Mysteries, turned and went back to the desk with instructions for me to bring all the horse books to her. Thee next thing I knew she was using a letter opener to scratch off Mrs. Anderson's carefully written labels and relabeled the books. Needless to say I was very upset and went home fuming. I told my mother I had to quit and could not work for Mrs. Burrer. My mother, in her wisdom, let me rage on until I had vent my anger then said it was okay to quit but I needed to give one month's notice. I immediately wrote my letter of resignation effective in one month and gave it to Mrs. Burrer who made no comment. (I'll always wonder if the two had discussed the issue.) By the end of the month, books were no longer shelved by color, size, or reader's sex. The patrons could find their own books. Needless to say, I forgot about the resignation and stayed with Mrs. Burrer through graduation. By the end of the eighth grade, I became the first page at 10 cents an hour." In addition to the page, others such as Mary Kay McCool, Lillian Howard, Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 120) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/203674d451945cc816dbaafaeb213f98.jpg da36567fe6952fbd61a56e4aeaf673bb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 121] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Esther McCormick, Rachel Stockwell and Peggy Livingston helped in the library. When more shelves were needed for the library, O.W. Whitney bought shelving for the back room at the meat market. The children's books were housed on these shelves. Community Library soon outgrew the old meat market building on Cherry Street and moved in 1954 into the newly renovated main room of the first floor of the historic Town Hall located in the center of the village green. The books were packed in boxes put into a utility wagon pulled behind D.C. Hoover's car. Several children, including John Burrer, brought their little wagons and pulled those full of books to the new library. The books were unloaded in the new library and the movers returned the empty boxes to the old library to be refilled. In this manner the entire library was moved in a day. [foldout: Tuesday, August 10, 1954 edition of the Columbus Dispatch LIBRARY RECEIVES MANY GIFTS FOR NEW HOME; MANY HELP MOVE LIBRARY INTO TOWN HALL] Much of the furnishings and equipment of Community Library in its new home in the Sunbury town hall were gifts from residents of this community. More than 200 attended the open house recenely [sic recently] and librarians from other villages and cities were high with their praise of the new home and the work that is being done by the library board and librarians of Community Library. Besides members of the library board helping with the open house were Mrs. James Tarpy, Miss Louise Sheets, Mrs. Carl Dawson, Mrs. Marion Owen, Mrs. Craig Hicks, John Burrer, Brenda Hoover, Polly Whitney and Mrs. Carleton Burrer, librarian. Gifts for New Library Home Those presenting gifts for the new home are given in the follow- ing: Flooring by Mrs. and Mrs. Russell W. Miller. Drapes by the Sunbury YWCA and were made and hung by Mrs. John Gallogly, Mrs. O. W. Whitney, Jr., Miss Louise Sheets, Mrs. Betty Edgerton and Mrs. R. W. Miller. Outside door light by the Sunbury Electric Shop. Outdoor signs by Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Hottle. Bookmarke by The Sunbury News. Main Trucking Co., Virgil Edwards and Townley-Main Food Locker for their gifts. Virginius Howard furnished music for the open house on the Slack Funeral Home organ. Many gifts of flowers were re- ceived for the open house. These were from J.R. Neilson, Mr. K. O. Burrer, Mrs. J. R. VanDivort, Mrs. Robert Hoover, Sunbury Electric Shop, whitney Insurance Agency, Breece Florists, Mrs. Vere William- son, Mrs. V. R. Howard and Mrs. Betty Edgerton. The library board wishes to thank everyone for their gifts and help that has made Community Library one of the finest in the country. The board lists the following who help to move and who furnished free labor to remodel the town hall for the library: Mrs. Grace Miller, David Whitney, Jim Whitney, John Burrer, Bobby Townley, Hannah Whitney, Kathy Blume, Judy Owen, Brenda Hoover, Monna Guidotti, Paul Miller, Jerry Swickard, Dick Garee, C.S. Burrer, D. C. Hoover, Peg Whitney, Penny Whitney, Mr. and Mrs. V.R. How- ard, Frank Stelzer, Eugene Sparks. Gary Hensley, Billy Haller, Donald Bryant, Lynn Walter, Lew Walter, Peter White, Paul Henry, Mr. and Mrs. W.H. Patton, Mrs. Maude Hor- locker, Mrs. Clyde Hottle, J. R. Neilson, Jerry Perry, Miss Esther Green, Craig Hicks, Mrs. R. w. Miller, Lynn Roberts, Matthew Miller, Mrs. John Gallogly, Polly Whitney, Mrs. Carl Dawson and Mrs. Marion Owen. [photo: NEW HOME -These people had a big part in the new home of Cim- munity Library and are looking over the refreshment table for the open house. Left to right are Mayor Glenard Buell of Sunbury, Mrs. Grace R. Miller, member of one of the first library boards; V.R. How- ard, president of the library board and Mrs. Carleton Burrer, librarian. -columbus Dispatch Photo] COMMUNITY LIBRARY TO HAVE NEW HOME Sunbury council and Community Library board met Tuesday even- ing and made plans for the library to be moved into the two east rooms of the first floor of the town hall. Plans are under way to convert the present jail room and former fire engine house into the library. A small work laboratory and rest rooms will be installed in the pre- sent location of the jail. A new colonial entrance is planned for the north side of the building. A spec- ial enclosed reading room for child- ren is planned. Community Library was started ten years ago this June by the Sun- bury Y. W. C. A. whose members donated their time and work to run it for the first year in the former Kempton building located on the side of the present Sunbury News building. The present library building on East Cherry Street has been in use nearly nine years and the books added totaling more than 8,000 volumes, have necessi- tated the move to larger quarters. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 121) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0f8c0305c9e187fab3f64f2d7548d0af.jpg 994575bea591a549fb5f2cdab552d45e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 122] [corresponds to page 113 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Again the library grew rapidly and it became apparent more help was needed. Two board members, Bea Hottle and Mary Ellen Miller, were attending a Methodist Church Circle and noticed Evelyn Dawson and Virginia Owen and recruited them to work in the library. Later Ann Brown joined the force as more open hours were added. Six years after the move into the Town Hall, space again became tight. The village added the east stairs to the second floor and the library became a two story library. After the Farmer's Bank was built, books surrounded the council room. One day Mrs. Bond, the principal from Galena, visited the library and in a very loud voice exclaimed it was a waste of time for her students to use this library because after they located a book in the card catalog, they couldn't find it on the shelves because the books were not properly labeled. Dilly assured her they simply didn't have the funds to purchase a much needed labeler for Betty Brehm to use. Francis Ruthig and Dilly had known for some time that the county budget commission was not allocating all the collected funds to libraries. Although they did issue funds when the need was shown, it was suspected more funds were actually collected. [photo: Community Library 1954-1994] Board member, Mr. Spangler, went to the courthouse and discovered there were indeed other funds. He reported back to Dilly but so did Judge O W Whitney, Jr., who let Dilly know Mr. Spangler's investigation was not appreciated in the courthouse. Not to be intimidated by the Republicans, Mrs. Ruthig and Dilly (both Democrats) went to the next Budget hearing armed with the law, a good budget and the need for more funds to purchase much needed equipment such as the labeler. It took three years for all the funds to go to libraries. Being housed in the center of the square posed a political threat to the library shortly after the Sesquicentennial (1966) when the village was considering cutting up the square for more public parking. While using the phone in the window, Dilly noticed the stakes on the grass and called Bill Whitney at The Sunbury News to inquire the reason. He forwarded her on to the mayor and she was horrified to realize the square was about to cease to exist. Some people Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 122) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/194f85796965f0e91986f2dcc8ec0046.jpg f5bfd7c08270c89d001dc7b9a4786dd4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 123] [corresponds to page 114 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] including Rachel Stockwell circulated a questionnaire inquiring as to the public's opinion regarding the square. Others researched the plot map in the court house and learned the square was protected by the founders. Word went around that Dilly was heading up the opposition. When it came time to go to council, Dilly was terrified. While the parking was vetoed, the atmosphere was not pleasant. Rachel walked Dilly home afterward. Dilly earned a new reputation, 'If you want to do anything around here, you have to get Dilly Burrer's OK on it.' "I learned the end does not always justify the means. I was a public employee bucking the local government and it was resented. After that I kept a low profile and kept my strong opinions to myself," noted Dilly. Later the Progress Club met at O.W. Whitney's house and he, who had been for the parking, was shocked when he heard these women were furious at the idea. One member said she stole up to the square in the moonlight and removed the stakes. "I always enjoyed working with the members of the Board of Trustees. Many of these were farmers who once a month met to help oversee the operation of the library," commented Dilly. They were always there for her and stood by her in difficult times. Dilly served on the Federal Jury in Columbus for a three month session, traveling back and forth with Mac McDonald. During a break in the jury procedings, she had a cigarette and a Sunbury minister's wife saw her. Later when Dilly had to question the woman's daughter who was a library page, the lady said Dilly was unfit to guide young people because she smoked. She had begun smoking as soon as she had left home as a girl. In fact she remembers her first cigarette was at the Beakman Tower of the YWCA building in New York City. It was considered the thing to do and most of her friends smoked. Carleton didn't approve of women smoking but he never said anything when Dilly enjoyed her after-dinner cigarette while he enjoyed his pipe. Anyway the Board did not fire Dilly over the incident. Years later, her last cigarette also left an impression. The family was on vacation and Dilly became ill and was admitted to the hospital. When she asked her roommate if she minded if Dilly smoked, the roommate said she did mind so Dilly didn't smoke and never did again. There was never enough money to run the library properly. Dilly's biggest disappointment was to not have $72 to buy a chained volume of art prints which she knew the commmunity would have enjoyed. Circulation continually grew but never as fast as Dilly would have liked. Each year she carefully prepared her annual report for the community which was published in The Sunbury News. It not only contained the financial state of the library but a list of all the memorials received throughout the year. This was the beginning of the memorial program which is still so popular today. When Dilly retired in 1975, the library used the entire first two floors of the building. To replace her the board hired Rachel Edwards as a full time library director and Polly Whitney Brehm (Horn) as the assistant director to serve as a part-time children's librarian. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 123) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b5e13d5613af958afb2e3b3b6af84b04.jpg a6929526b8974612ef986c9d5a39d276 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 124] [corresponds to page 115 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Inside Sunbury Electric Shop Carleton S. Burrer, Daisy S. Burrer, Bud Harris, and Walt Gross] [photo: Sunbury Electric Shop Burns March 17, 1956] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 124) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/74fa8c18e6a63cbb4ecbd3a6707cf29a.jpg 68ed09edc65f5583fcbcfc09431ef19e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 125] [corresponds to page 116 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Carleton Burrer and Jack Crothers Of Columbus and Southern Ohio Electric In the Sunbury Electric Shop] Fire Causes Carleton to Change Careers Around noon in March 1956, following an explosion of gas in pipes left from gaslights, fire swept through the Blakely Williams Building and the Sunbury Electric Shop. Harry Snow who did radio repairs, table work and odd jobs, grabbed the accounts ledger on his way out of the building but got to the door to find the fire had sucked it so tightly shut it took all of his strength to force it open. Carleton was coming from Columbus and heard the sirens so he rushed to the fire station to assume his role of radio operator for the volunteer fire dpeartment and learned it was his business burning. A collection of tools of the trade and other memorabilia made over 25 years were lost in the fire which burned all day, too hot for the small fire department to control. The brick firewall constructed after the last burning of businesses on the east side of the square held and the fire department was able to confine the fire to only the one building. The door on a free standing safe had been left ajar so the clerk could use the ledgers throughout the business day so all in it were lost including Carleton's Army discharge papers. The company was left with the accounts ledger and only $12,000 insurance but none of them sustained any serious injuries. In a short time they were back doing repairs and electrical contracting from a rented building but the loss was hard to overcome. In 1958, the business closed (see sale ad on next page) when Carleton decided not to rebuild but rather follow his uncle into the banking business. His faithful employees easily found employment. Harry Snow and Leta Barnhard worked for Suburban Power Co., successor to the Mill Generating System at 19 E. Granville Street (a block building torn down to make way for the Municipal Building parking lot in 1982). Leta went on to work in the County Engineer's office for several years before she retired. Walt Gross bought the Marathon Station at the southwest corner of Cherry and Columbus Street where he stayed until retirement. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 125) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8805f2c50473cf013b7cc2f5cdde694a.jpg d6458eb38d2833490121649f295c54b9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 126] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] NEWS - June 5, 1958 Public Announcement . . . Sunbury Electric is announcing its Sale to Close Out its Stock of Electrical Merchandise and Equipment. Since our fire in March 1956 we have attempted to hold our organization together and operate in temporary locations until a suitable building could be purchased or erected. Unfortunately certain circumstances developed which prevented our obtaining the Blakely - Williams corner and thereby put an end to our plans to rebuild at that location. Several attempts have been made during the past two years to purchase existing locations around the square but without success. Now, since all possibilities appear to be exhausted and since it is not economically possible to operate indefinitely on a "Temporary Basis", we have made this painful decision to discontinue. Mr. Walter Gross will continue in the service business and all warranty repairs on new merchandise will be taken care of as in the past. Mr. Harry Snow will continue with electrical wiring and construction. Both of these former employees intend to cooperate with each other and my own activities will be such that, at least for the present, assistance can be provided them during the transition. I will also be in a position to provide continuing service on television and other electronic equipment, which we have sold, so that none of our customers will be neglected because of this change. At this time I wish to express my sincere gratitude to all those who have gone out of their way to be of assistance to us since the fire:-- To The Whitney Insurance Agency for their usual prompt and fair claim service and for the temporary use of their office space and facilities. To The Ohio Central Telephone Corporation who were kind enough to offer us the use of their new building until such time as they could begin installing equipment. To Mr. Jack Shipman, the International Harvester dealer, who offered the use of his show room on Rainbow Avenue. But most particularly t0 Russell and Mary Cring and The Four-County Company for permitting us to "share" their business space with them during the past two years. We also want to thank the many people and organiza- tions with whom we have been privileged to do business during the past 26 years and for the faithful assistance of our employees during these years. The opportunity to serve you has been most appreciated and because of having had these long and friendly relations, this decision to "Close Shop" has been a most difficult one to make. My family joins me in expressing heartfelt thanks to all of you who were so kind and helpful during the recent pass- ing of my mother and father. One doesn't realize how thoughtful and what a help good friends can be until such circumstances arise. Details of our Closing Out Sale will be found in the [illegible] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 126) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4a9974e33d39a57fa44e67f7f95aa9a3.jpg ffc73dded72836fe403a97ae09fa9fb4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 127] [corresponds to page 118 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] In 1956, Carleton was elected to the Board of Directors for the locally owned Farmer's Bank, following in his uncle's footsteps. When he made the decision not to rebuild the sunbury Electric Shop, he became an assistant cashier under the supervision of his Uncle Rudy. [photo: Farmers Bank - March 1974] In 1960 the old Farmer's Bank was razed and the present building constructed using the same vault as was in the other bank. "We moved out of the old building in the spring, and set up offices in the town hall, until that fall when the new building was ready. The north door was added to the Town Hall and a vault installed to make the building useful as a bank. That year Carleton was promoted to Cashier. [photo: Bank Employees in 1966: Carleton Burrer, Pauline Ide, Judy Perry, Annamay Haycock, Darlen Kean, Paul Spires] Shortly before Rudy's death in 1965, the Farmers Bank merged with the First National Bank, a Beneficial Affiliate, in Delaware, and Carleton became a vice president, a member of the First National board of directors, and manager of the Sunbury office. When Carleton resigned in 1974, it was the first time for no Burrer to be involved in Sunbury's banking business in over 70 years. [photo: Interior of Bank in 1966: George Main, Paul Spires, Darlene Kean, Pauline Ide, Judy Perry] Dilly enjoyed painting classes with Bill Fraley of the Big Walnut Art Department. "Bill would say do it and we all would except Louise Burrer who just couldn't," remembers Dilly. It take courage to put paint on a canvas! Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 127) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/85e7ddc63589d4d4fa2bab1221fd3096.jpg ef3cf3abf265ac372e182006be9da7e8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 128] [corresponds to page 119 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] As a Brownie Scout leader she also took ceramics classes on the top floor at Ohio Wesleyan University. She belonged to a Bridge group consisting of Margaret Morris, Annette Roberts and Felice Patton, which met every other week. Marian Whitney was a substitute for the group. John Grows Up In the meantime John matured into a very caring person. Like his father he tends to listen before injecting his ideas. Like his Grandmother and Grandfather Dillenbeck, he studies and plans carefully before making a move. He had his father's love of old cars and developed his own love of motorcycles. After graduating from Big Walnut High School in 1964, he went to Ohio Wesleyan University, where he became a Beta, and then into the Air Force. He [photo: BANQUET TO HONOR TEAM -- Coach Myron Burt and and his Big Walnut High Eagles basketball team will be honored at a banquet this Saturday evening sponsored by the Athletic Boosters. Coach Curt Tong of Otterbein College will be the guest speaker and will be accompanied by Mrs. Tong and Craig Gifford, Public Re- lations director of Otterbein, and his wife. Dinner will be served at 6:45 and tickets are being sold at the school and by players at $1.50. Pictured left around to right on the first row are Paul Elfrink, Keith Wampler, Jon Zwayer, Denny Groseclose, Terry Buell, Bill Stover, John Burrer, Bob Hartsook and Wayne Bryant, manager. Standing in the rear, left to right, are Coach Myron Burt, Sam Bates and Bill Rowland, co-captains, and Ron Moore, assistant varsity and reserve coach.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 128) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/07d9a49cadcc65ee0000a7ee34ad1124.jpg dc50c41af13d7b13af3569a47ed36d40 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 129] [corresponds to page 120 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] was stationed at Thule, Greenland, for 12 months where he waited table in his spare time. He then spent 3 years at Lockbourne. During this time he continued his education through correspondence courses from University of Maryland and Ohio University. In 1973 he graduated from Ohio State University with a degree in Business Administration and a major in transportation and a variety of courses in the humanities. [photo: John Dillen Burrer] After the service he was living in an apartment in Columbus and met Beverly Messer and her one year old son, Tony. John adopted Tony and Sherry joined the family. Carleton and Dilly were instant grandparents. Later daughter, Carol was born. The grandchildren became the highlight of Carleton and Dilly's lives. [photo: John's Pride and Joy] Like his forefathers, John also became a Mason and was present when they presented a special award to his father. He served as Little League Coach for three years in Sunbury. John had to work hard to support his rapidly growing family. He had a job in Alabama trying to motivate slow moving southerners transporting furniture made there. It didn't work out. [photo: Proud Grandfather Carleton with Sherry and Carol Burrer] Meanwhile he and Beverly decided to end their marriage and John returned north with the three children. They moved upstairs over Dilly and Carleton and John found employment in Columbus. Now with the children grown and Carleton gone, John looks after his mother. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 129) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f02a3dab5094ed304ef21a233c47beaf.jpg 2bcd19dff73e34822081b21248f65225 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Description An account of the resource [page 131] [corresponds to page 122 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Roger Anthony Burrer [image] [photo: Sixth Grade Prom Jenny Fuller and Tony] [photo: Tony's Baptism Sunbury Baptist Church August 1982 Past Meneely] [photo: Feeding Pigeons in the Battery, New York City on December 1982] [photo] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 131) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b183ca4f3d1f6ecfe7662c7afc18f704.jpg 38b03252fe82fed7bc621a720b7454ce Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 132] [corresponds to page 123 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Tony Burrer's TONY BURRER Phone Acting Resume SAG.AFTRA Height: 5'10" Weight: 170 Hair: Brown Eyes: Blue FILM The Flintstones Lambada-SetTheNightOnFire(CLAY)CoStar - Acting Cannon Films I Love Ferrari (Tarzan) -lead, Acting - Shot in Hong Kong Good Time Publications Tte Bodyguard Wamer Brothers Five Heartbeats Robert Townsend Fear No Evil Robert De Niro Barton Fink John Goodman SaLsa Cannon Films Elvira - Mistress of The Dark NBC Productions TELEVISION 1996 Grammy Awards with Salt & Pepa 1991 MTV Awards - Prince MTV 1992 MTV Awards - En Vogue MTV Arsenio Hall - Gladys Knight Fox TV Grudge Match Pilot Home Show ABC Moonlighting ABC Mickey's 60th Birthday NBC Dirty Dancing CBS 61st Annual Academy Awards ABC Star Search 91 NBC The Byron Allen Show - Baffy Ladier NBC Hull Street High CBS Soul Train - Gladys Knight KTLA A League of Their Own ABC VIDEO Duran Duran / Too Much Information Nitrate Films Cher/Tum [sic Turn] Back Time Cream Cheese Productions Brenda Russell/Gravity Libman Moore Producfions Desiree Coleman/Romance Limelight Productions Paul Lzkakis/My House Peter Nydrle Productions Chayanne/Simon Sez Propaganda Films Jasm- ine Guy/Another Like My Lover Petor Nydrle Productions STAGE Chippendales Aida Opera Columbus The Nutcracker Suite Ballet Metropolitan A Chorus Line Worthington Theater Firebird Dance Theatre if Harlem Lifeleap Wilshire Ebell Theater Harlem Suite Pantages Theater COMMERCIALS Available upon request INDUSTRIALS Head Sport, Unum Insurance, Levi Strauss, Disney/MGM Studios, Ocean Pacific, Converse, Reebok, Hobie, Lamaur Hair Products, Isuzu, Pum, Pepsi, Bolters, Surf Fetish, Nintendo, Sunrider EDUCATION Fort Hayes School of Performing Arts in Columbus, Ohio - 2 year graduate Ballet Metropolitan of Columbus, Ohio - 2 years Joe Tremaine's - Scholarship Student Commercial Workshop - Stuart K. Robinson Wharton School of Ballet - Rhonda Burke Scholarship Student Voice - Ron Anderson INTEREST-SKILLS Rollerskating, ice skating, weightlifting, aerobics, swimming, lifegarding, soccer, track, hurdling, stiltwalking, tree climbing, hiking, choreography, rollerblading. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 132) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/57977ed5a9465936fb15f3725ed45d6a.jpg a51e8a3a479d5445f07d39e7b1c2a407 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 133] [corresponds to page 124 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Sherry Burrer's School Pictures [9 photos] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 133) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/25816bd22be2df313e05feccc7cdcd76.jpg 68e2b0b7953b1c0416954e0cadf7b1ee Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 134] [corresponds to page 125 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Sherry A. Burrer [photo: 1980] [photo: Sherry's Baptism in First Baptist Church Pastor Meneely August 1982] [photo: Sherry Dressed for Scout Outing at Slate Run in 1981 Wearing Sunbonnet, Grandmother Dilly's Skirt, Great-Grandmother's Apron] [3 photos] [photo: Sherry, third from left, Receiving Silver Scout Award, May 29, 1983. Others are Judy Graham, Jenny Fuller, Steph Brehm, Kim Krinn] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 134) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/42f4298d07c1d1f84d7ad0c39bef46cf.jpg 0e5360fa57bb1902ccceb401727d650c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 135] [corresponds to page 126 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Carol Burrer's School Pictures [9 photos] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 135) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9b0e47470515e0d9bbafcaf25492949e.jpg 16d1a1966a371a146c4038280856d726 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 136] [corresponds to page 127 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Carol M. Burrer [photo: Carol's Big Walnut Graduation, 1992 Grandpa and Grandma Deere] [photo: Steph Scheel and Carol at Sea World] [photo: 1980] [2 photos] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 136) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/25db47de31d6a7d256ba5f5cdba3c27f.jpg 7642df021678e8e31a1e7f9a92fafbe6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 137] [corresponds to page 128 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] One of the many friends Carleton brought to their marriage, was Fawn Ramsey Druggan. She was the daughter of Nelson and Annabelle (Gammill) Ramsey and grew up in the brick house on the northeast corner of Morning and Cherry Streets in Sunbury. Her father rented the house and grazed his horses in the field which later became the Sunbury Playground across Cherry Street from the house. Fawn married Charles Druggan, a well known lawyer from Columbus and moved there but stayed in touch with her Sunbury friends. [photo: 1969 Christmas with the Burrers Dilly Burrer, Louise Sheets, Fawn's Friend Tilly, Fawn Druggan] [photo: Painting in Fawn's Apartment of Her Riding] Carleton, Dilly and John often dined with Fawn either in her home in Columbus, or in their home in Sunbury. Through Carleton's suggestion, Fawn set up a trust fund for the new entrance to Sunbury Memorial Park and toward the continual upkeep of the Sedgwick and New Addition to the park. The unused remainder of the income goes to the Columbus Foundation. Upon her death, the oil painting of Fawn on a horse was given to the Burrers who in turn gave it to the village for the new municipal building when it was built in 1982. [photo: Entrance to Sunbury Memorial Park] During this time, Carleton began one of his many historical endeavors. He began to record various individuals who had spent a good many years of their lives in this community. Armed with his tape recorder, microphone, and his personal knowledge of the town history, Carleton often accompanied by his wife, would go to the people's homes and set up the recorder. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 137) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/40e40cba13489551f6a73bbcbc14a7ea.jpg dd1dd65d4b03fe2c512b2ecd53aaf878 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 138] [corresponds to page 129 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] The format for the tapes is always the same. He has the interviewee imagine himself on a particular corner of the town square and they take an imaginary walk around the square. The party tells what he remembers in each place as he travels the community. Of course, many side stories make these tapes invaluable. Copies of all the tapes were given to the Commuity [sic Community] Library where is it hoped they will be transcribed and made available to the public. [photo: Retirement Photo from The Sunbury News] Retirement Although they were no longer bringing in paychecks after their retirement in 1975, both Carleton and Dilly continued to be active. Retirement gave them the extra time they needed to continue research on local history. [photo: House Before Addition] [photo: House After the Addition] [photo: The Carleton and Dilly Burrer Addition] In 1979, they completed renovation on the Burrer family home at 46 North Columbus Street, just two blocks from the house which had been their home since their marriage. The new addition to the house allowed them total access on the first floor. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 138) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/06b5f90034e743467673384214dd5003.jpg 48ec16fc4539ad2407501d386d2d2e69 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 139] [corresponds to page 130 of Flasback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Burrer Homestead in August 1979] [photo] [photo] [photo: Back View of House, Patio, and Yard in 1991] Renovations to the Burrer Home Blended the Old Home and Funrishings with the New Lifestyle of the Retirees [photo] [photo: Carol Burrer Enjoying Christmas in the Burrer Homestead] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 139) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2ac9e6126df4cc16a04615ccc836563e.jpg 814db74e198bb07a6e26302b5347edd1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 140] [corresponds to page 131 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] They registered the house as a Historic Ohio Homestead for being in the same family over 100 years and the Burrers received a plaque for the house. "We actually built ourselves a complete home in this addition with everything built in for convenience. I did discover we were too clever when I was in a wheelchair and couldn't get through some of the small passages," noted Dilly. However living in the original Burrer house had been like living in a museum. [photo: Two Special Features Stained Glass Window On the Stair Landing] [photo: Etched Glass Window] The Burrers first community service project upon retirement was a joint effort. For some time the wrought iron cemetery fence along North Columbus Street had been in need of repair. Carleton had the tools and the know how to repair and straighten the fence. Dilly had time to assist so they were able to make the repairs and paint the fence in May of 1975. [photo: Carleton's Wagon Full of Tools and Supplies] [photo: Dilly Burrer Painting the Fence Carleton Burrer Repaired] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 140) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ee72df0e297e7b84711943e72ab781fd.jpg 10512bb24002941a81f46ce11a545ee4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 141] [corresponds to page 132 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Traveling There was never an opportunity to take long vacations together when Carleton was running his own business. So following retirement, the Burrers took up traveling. Carleton loved to plan trips down to the last detail. In addition to booking flights, he also rented vehicles, booked rooms and arranged for any side trips using his phone in Sunbury. He relied on guide books and recommendations of others to select the best place to stay. One time the hotel was so drafty, Carleton used his socks to block the drafts around the windows. Another time we saw bugs crawling across the back of the toilet and that was enough to send us scurrying for another room. Even though things did not always work as planned, the couple still enjoyed the trips and couldn't wait to go again. [photo: Carleton and Dilly Enjoying A Late Honeymoon in Hawaii For their 30th anniversary in 1975, Carleton took Dilly to Hawaii where he had been in the service. "There an oriental gentleman offered to take our picture which resulted in my favorite photograph of the two of us," remembered Dilly. They traced the name of Sunbury back through Pennsylvania and back to England. "do you have any idea of how much fun that project was for us?" asked Dilly. Everywhere they went, the Burrers found people willing to open their archives and assist in the research. They joined a historic society in England and continued to correspond with their new found friends. In the USA they visited many of the Sunburys found on the map. In each town they sought the historians and told of their plight. Finally Carleton wrote the "Origin of the Name of Sunbury" and sent copies to all who had helped. He used a manual typewriter and rarely Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 141) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/556c4f4a6bb97ebb9dbbc4660c5507d6.jpg b353ab1e53afbf652dc7f6f8edc956a0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 142] [corresponds to page 133 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] made a typing or spelling error. A copy is in the Appendix of this book. [image: Sunbury & Shepperton Local History Society card] The research brought many unexpected pleasures. In addition to the new friends, the Burrers enjoyed all the historic sights as they traveled. "The cathedrals were so magnificent," commented Dilly. "I'll never forget the beautiful sound of the bells across the countryside." [photo: Dilly and Carleton Burrer on St. James Street in London Where They Ran into Mr. and Mrs. Hylen Souders] [photo: Carleton and Dilly Burrer in front of Pyramid of Cheops (448") and Chephren (447") which date from 2700 B.C. at Giza, Egypt, outside Cairo] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 142) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fff6344c8755fc736d98e85568f2bd4d.jpg 71a0349f399cd9bade7e76a88125b877 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 143] [corresponds to page 134 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Duart Castle on the Isle of Mull, Scotland] Trace Dilly's Roots In 1977 Dilly and Carleton went to Scotland to see where the MacNaughton and MacClean [sic Maclean] clans had lived and found a six-story castle which had belonged to the Macleans, Duart Castle on the Isle of Mull. Unfortunately, after a very long boat ride out to the Isle, the castle was closed to the public because it was Sunday. [photo: Dilly on the South Side of Duart Castle, 1977] Carleton's ability to get behind the scenes allowed them to Visit with Sir Charles Maclean. He approached the man tending the garden and explained they were Americans and his wife was a descendent of the Macleans and desired to see the castle. It turned out he was addressing Sir Charles Maclean, the former chief scout who served as housekeeper to the Queen until December 1984. His appointment was only for his life but it gave him many unusual tasks such as planning the wedding for Prince charles and Princess Diana and overseeing the Duke of Windsor's funeral. "We spent a wonderful afternoon with him and got far more than a public tour of the castle," remembers Dilly. Years later this news item was in the local paper when Maclean stepped down. Royal Appointment: Queen Elizabeth is getting a new man to run the royal household and be master of its greatest ceremonies - the suitably blue-blooded 13th Earl of Airlie. He's been appointed Lord Chamberlain to succeed Lord Maclean, 68, who is a former chief scout. Lord Maclean, on the job for 13 years, masterminded every major royal event from the funeral of the Duke of Windsor to the wedding of Prince Charles and Princess Diane [sic Diana]. Lord Airlie, 58, is the older brother of Angus Ogilvy, who married Princess Alexandra of Kent, the queen's cousin, in 1963. He will take up his new job in December, Buckingham Palace announced. from The Delaware Gazette, June 20, 1984. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 143) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9faf67862f11871c71103b505d6ffd7e.jpg 6a6bd5e9cf75b47ebb8b530d13d01f21 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 144] [corresponds to page 135 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: "Dunderave Castle Private" The Burrers were amazed to discover the MacNaughton side of the family also had a very large, six-story home, Dunderave Castle. It is now owned by a woman who only opens it once a year for select people who pay a large fee which is used to continue the upkeep of the building. The trees and shrubs were so grown up the castle couldn't really be seen well from the road. Dilly was ready to leave but Carleton always had special instincts to get into places where others couldn't. Following a dog bark, Carleton led Dilly down a back road and were able to get a good view of the castle. [photo: Dunderave Castle on the Northeast Shore of Lock Fyne in 1977] Bible Land Tour In 1979 they joined a tour called the Christian Study Mission to the Bible Lands on which they retraced the footsteps of Paul. The group was prepped and told not to use any of the local water for washing, drinking or even brushing teeth. Bottled water was furnished for these uses. They were warned not to eat lettuce or other foods which might be washed in the water. From New York they went to Rome where Dilly got Montezuma's revenge because she ate a beautiful plum washed in their water and missed the Sistine Chapel. When Carleton returned from the tour he found Dilly better and returned with her to see Michelangelo's ceiling. Of course they bought slides but following the renovation of the art, the slides are dark and not nearly as brilliant as the chapel is today. Following Rome they went to Cairo where scrawny cats ate on the same tables as the people. They floated down the Nile on a barge and curious Dilly could see something under the robe of their guide. When the wind caught his robe and blew it up she saw the dirtiest underwear imaginable and was glad she hadn't asked. Next stop was Amman Jordan, then on to Nazareth, Galilee, Jerusalem, the Garden of Gethsemane, Mt. of Olives, Bethlehem, Athens, Corinth, and back to New York. For Dilly the two side trips to Masada and Petra were highlights of the trip. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 144) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fcb5c73622925e84bf592ca2b202421e.jpg 510622b5790d52b55b8004470dbdee7c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 145] [corresponds to page 136 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Carleton and Dilly in front of the Acropolis in Rome in 1979] Masada is a village located on top of a mountain in Lebanon. One rides a cablecar up the mountain to hear the story of Masada. The Romans had the villagers of Masada cornered and cut off from all supplies. When their water was gone the villagers killed each other and the last committed suicide before the Romans could conquer them. [photo: Small Boy on Left Took Dilly's Horse] On another side trip to Petra, the Burrers rode horses over stone roads into the ancient city built into rose sandstone by the Essene Cult before Christ. The beautiful site was worth the discomfort of riding the old horses. When they got to Petra, young boys were waiting to care for their horses. Dilly almost fell off her's. When it was time to remount, everyone else was on a horse and they couldn't find Dilly's. The young boy with her's was still having a good ride. When he returned, Dilly had to figure a way to get on the tall horse by herself since everyone else was already on horses. The tour under the leadership of Dr. Donald Nash was very educational and good for two hours of college credit through Kentucky Christian College for those wishing it. Luther Heritage and the Oberammergau The following year, Carleton and Dilly took a tour to Martin Luther's Heritage and Oberammergau. They flew into Frankfurt then to Hanover. From Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 145) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0698309f607205f2d7586ca6c030e97f.jpg 963170236a9714c802065e82d63cfea2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 146] [corresponds to page 137 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Hanover they rode a bus into Berlin and then into East Berlin. "Crossing the Iron Curtain was like going from plenty to very little," remembers Dilly. One couldn't forget you were in enemy territory or shake the feeling of apprenhension which began when the passports were taken in East Berlin. The roads were not taken care of. The hotels were ramshackle with poor service. Everyone did his job but he didn't care how it was done. [photo: In Wittenberg They Had a Wonderful Guide Who Even Managed to Make Dilly (5 Foot inches) Feel Tall] The group went on to Wittenberg and to the church where Luther nailed his 95 thesis to the door. They traveled on to Eisleben where Luther was born in 1483 and died in 1546. [photo: Luther's Library Has Sliding Ladder to Reach Books in the Arches] They visited St. Thomas Church in Leipzig where Johann Sebastian Bach used to play and then his home in Eisenach. While in the area, they visited the Wartburg Castle where Luther stayed in 1521-22 and translated the New Testament. While the group was traveling on to Nuremberg, Carleton shared his understanding of Luther from his study and many readings about him. This fascinated the travelers and amazed the tour guides. Next stop was Salzburg where Dilly thought she would hear Mozart but no it was not to be. However, the scenery was beautiful just like the "Sound of Music" movie. The snow covered Bavarian Alps were so gorgeous Dilly remembers she couldn't take her eyes off them. From Salzburg, they went to Oberammergau for the Passion Play which is put on every 10 years. Dilly had devoured the Life Magazine feature about the play and found the actual event a little disappointing. Still it was a great thrill to be there and witness it. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 146) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/65844b77458201e290368456be1d929f.jpg 31c960f88514c3b6e76abcd115386f99 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 147] [corresponds to page 138 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Casts of Luther's Face and Hands] [photo: Berlin Wall] The group went on to Munich where the Olympic athletes were killed. They toured the city on a trolley, saw the Glockenspiel (delightful mechanical clock) and the once royal brewery. Heidelberg was the next stop then on to Worms where Luther had defended his Protestant faith. This leg of the tour also included a cruise down the Rhine River before flying back to Frankfurt and home. Later, when he needed eye surgery, Carleton asked the doctor to put it off until he took his wife to Scotland. His vision was so poor he couldn't read the signs and traveling by car through the countryside was very scary. Once a truck side-swiped their car and tore off the rear view mirror. Another time they were wedged so tightly between two cars it took another person to assist in moving the cars to avoid scraping the paint. As always, Carleton had studied so much about each area, he made the local history come alive. They took three trips to England and one to Scotland before they hung up their traveling boots. [photo: Amy Burrer and Carleton Discussing Current Mechanical Trends May 34, 1987] Dilly's Carleton Rachel Edwards referred to Carleton as a 'new renaissance man' and that is the way Dilly sees him. He always stayed current with the times but held on to tradition and history. He was always interested in the latest developments in any fields of mechanics, electricty, etc., so the young people found him fascinating. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 147) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bc6842b702c082a6371eda6267d338bc.jpg c1f9884599ca9e3bc7c5be7f8987ee8b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 148] [corresponds to page 139 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Lions New Officers, Outstanding Member Pictured above are the newly- installed officers of the Sunbury Lions Club, top photo, and Lion of the Year Chalres [sic Charles] Clark, lower photo accepting his honor from Carleton S. Burrer. In the top photo, seated left to right, are Dan Shaw, presi- dent; Warren Hammond, first vice president; and George Kel- ler, 2nd vice president. Stand- ing, left to right, are Charles Clark and Don Newland, Lion Tamers; Glenn Evans and Roy Merchant, tail twisters; Chuck Dial, assistant treasurer; Roger Davidson, secretary; Harold Ault, senior director; and Larry Barnes, treasurer. The Lion of the Year award was renamed this year to the Carleton S. Burrer Lion of the Year Award, and is given to the member who has shown excep- tional service to the club and community during the past year. Carleton, after whom the honor is now named, is the only ac- tive charter member of the lo- cal club, receiving his 40-year pin at this year's banquet.] Like his forefathers, Carleton was very community minded. He was the oldest active charter member and the only life member of the Sunbury Lions Club. He even played his banjo in the annual Lions minstrel shows. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 148) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b9a610a33e0412c937cc0daca2a0a50a.jpg f121476a45eee1a2d9375e2722f44341 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 149] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Many areas of local history would be lost had Carleton not taken time to record them. After retirement he continued with his series of audio-cassettes recorded with senior citizens around the community. He helped write the history of the Sunbury Baptist Church and the Sunbury Lions Club after spending many hours on the microfilm reader in the Community Library. Local newspaper reporters relied on his knowledge of history as well as his ability to accurately recall his observations of events in the community throughout his life. He served as his church organist for many years, was on the Board of Public Affairs, a precinct chairman from Sunbury for the Board of Elections, and a charter member of the Big Walnut Conservation Club. [image: 6 PACER DG Monday, December 30, 1985 Burrer recalls events in Sunbury By PHYLLIS WERNZ Gazette Reporter Historian Carlton Burrer is a lifetime resident of the Sunbury area whose in- terests go beyond remembrances of his lifetime. He is much more interested in how things were when his father, grand- father and great-grandfather were filling their days. His family has lived in this area since 1855. Burrer was born in Berkshire in 1909 to Karl and Daisy Burrer, but soon moved to Sunbury where he has lived ever since. About as far back as Burrer can remember is 1916 when the mud streets were paved in brick. Soon after, the invention of carbon arc lights replaced the old gas lamps to light up the community in the evenings. "There was continuous pipe rail, a hit- ching rail," says Burrer, "all the way around the square," where folks could tie their horses. "Everyone came to town in their car- riages, wagons or on their horses" where there were two livery stables situated. As the horse and buggy era was drawing to an end, not only were automobile arriv- ing but also a new "movie house." Burrer says the movie house was situated in what is now Fling Hardware and the Knights of Pythias Hall. The building was constructed around 1900 as an Opera House. When silent movies came, a carbon-arc motion picture projector was installed in the second story of the building and local women took turns playing mood music to accompany the films. Burrer remembers in the early 20s, when several folks decided they wanted water in their homes. Each person would lay water lines, some out of metal, some wooden, in front of their home and connect it with their neighbors. A water tower was erected behind the First Baptist Church on Cherry Street, and a pump was installed at a prosperous well, behind what is now Shaw Pharmacy, [photo: Carlton Burrer] which pumped the water to the tower. The water system became more trouble than it was worth, so the "Burrer boys," Carlton's father and his brothers, bought the system for $1 to take over. Burrer's wife, Dorothy, says that many years later the aging water tower came crashing down during a church service and the parishoners instantly knew what had happened. A large part of his life was in the elec- trical business and Burrer tells of how things were different then. He began the business in 1932 in a basement located on the town's square. "Most people didn't have money then, but they did want to get things done." so in return for electrical work, Burrer and his partner, Slim Crawford, many times received eggs, chickens or garden vegetables. Burrer's electrical abilities were passed to him from his fther [sic father] who had an electrical engineering degree from Denison Univer- sity. Being the pioneers of electronics in the area, they were usually the first to own the newest inventions. The first radio to be used in Sunbury was built by Karl Burrer. Carlton's wife remembers their first television around 1948. "We had to pull all the shades because the snow was so bad"" says Mrs. Burrer. Large fires are something everyone remembers and in 1926 almost the entire east side of the square, with the exception of one building, burned to the ground. That one building, known as the Blakely and Williams building, was on the corner and was saved because a fire wall had been built between it and the others. Twelve [crossed out] Thirty [written above] years later, in 1938 [crossed out] 1956 [written above], that same building which housed both Burrer's elec- trical business and the Satterfield grocery market burned down. While he was away in Columbus one day, a gas pipe that lead to an old gas light fix- ture, broke and the fire began. Despite the efforts of the Sunbury, Delaware and Westerville fire depart- ments, who drained all the water supply trying to extinguish the flames, the building was totally destroyed.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 149) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/03ef361f08e7a99f6721631e2070b6b3.jpg 311cc0e570185619004eaf24f2200579 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 150] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [image: WANTED CS BURRER FOR Bank Robbery $500.00 REWARD] Both Burrers were active during Sunbury's 1966 Sesquicentennial Celebration when this Wanted Poster was printed for Carleton. Dilly helped collect the historical data. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 150) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e1603224f299e41d3613e08295cbb336.jpg 64d6b9a8144a4b0e1008d29620f35704 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 151] [corresponds to page 142 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Carleton and Dilly Driving Dignitaries in Their 1937 Chrysler for the July 4th Parades] [photo: H.D. 'Herb' Kempton R.F 'Doc' Wilson Carleton Burrer Honored as 50 Year Members of Sunbury Lions Club] [photo: Dilly and Carleton burrer, Oatfield and Goldie Whitney July 4th, 1976 Parade] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 151) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c0b771e3780c377226c2fc445a9f30af.jpg e0bbde74408dfaeb9c8bdf60c5f391cb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 152] [corresponds to page 143 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [image: "Heritage Hall" At Sunbury Elementary School, July 12 thru 17 NAME ....................PH. .......... ADDRESS ............................... DESCRIPTION ........................... -Family Mementos & Antiques - Photographs- Places of community interest, family groups, business picnics, school class pictures, early settlers in area, old homes. For more display information call Burrers 965- 2616 or Bergandines 965-2286. ENTRY DEADLINE JULY 6, 1976 Send entry blanks to: Mr. & Mrs. C.S. Burrer 47 N. Morning St., Sunbury, Ohio 43074] He helped construct the Sunbury Playground, and the Masonic Lodge building. When community leaders were looking for investors to build the Big Walnut Swimming Pool Carleton was there. Like most of the people who invested in the pool, he knew it was not a money making adventure but it was something the town needed and private monies were the way to bring it about. For many years the pool was the main source of recreation for the communities youth. When it was sold in 1971, the investors got their money back but very little interest on it. [photo: Carleton with The Farmer's Bank Display In the Heritage Museum- 1976] In 1976, they organized the community museum, "Heritage Hall," and saw to the displaying and security of the items on display. [photo: Dilly making cornhusk dolls for the 1976 Arts and Crafts Fair sponsored by the library] When someone was needed to make cornhusk dolls for the Colonial Arts and Crafts Fair sponsored by Community Library, Dilly learned to make the dolls. She dressed in her grandmother's clothes and exhibited the art on the square for the show. Her dolls were such a hit people wanted her to custom make them but Dilly said it was fun to do one but not mass produce them so she declined. Two dolls, one her original design of a child and a hoop, are on display in her home. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 152) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/700ef06d714503a114fc5eff01a66d8a.jpg 9247e24332af3b3dcff77f5cc536d041 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 153] [corresponds to page 144 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Quilting Bee at Dilly's Wilma Ward, Mary McDonald, Dilly and Verna Bergandine Making Sherry Burrer's Quilt - August 1977] The Bicentenniql also started a rebirth of the art of quilting. Dilly who has several quilts which were made by members of her family decided to make quilts for her granddaughters. Music played an important role in Carleton's life. In addition to the skills in piano which he learned from his mother, he had perfect pitch. One time Dilly's cousin, an organist, was visiting in their home prior to his concert on Ohio Wesleyan University's new pipe organ. He sent Carleton to the other room while he played notes on the piano and was amazed when Carleton correctly identified each note played. As a young man, Carleton had done some singing on the radio. He was often called on to sing for funerals or play the piano. He enjoyed being in the Lions Club minstrels, community choruses and other community pageants. [photo: Carleton Plowing Town Walks] One community service Carleton performed faithfully was the cleaning of snow from the village sidewalks. Many of the sidewalks were quarried stone slabs which had become uneven with the passing of time and neglect. This made cleaning the snow a very difficult job. Commercial blades on tractors would hit the raised stones and cause a problem for the driver, the tractor and the walk. Carleton the inventor designed a homemade plow from two extra wooden leaves from a table. These were attached to a bar which had a rope attached to it. Carleton held the rope and when he came to the high edged in the walk, he raised the plow by pulling the rope. The wooden blades moved the snow but saved the stones if they should hit. Carleton made quite a sight when he went out to plow in his wool air force suit from a surplus store over long underwear, with extra gloves, scarf and hat. He plowed all the walks around the square and around the surrounding blocks. In more recent years the old walks were either straightened or replaced and Carleton's services were not needed but he still plowed his neighborhood. Dilly didn't sit back and let the world go by. She found time to lead a Girl Scout Troop, take painting lessons from Bill Fraley, and ceramic classes at Ohio Wesleyan. And she always enjoyed a good card game. The plight of endangered species was a constant worry to Carleton. He Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 153) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1a9711a9070e3fb5753f804ff6a0b482.jpg 4df549617db0b8af045e7e01acad6387 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 154] [corresponds to page 145 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Nature Lover Carleton Burrer Wading in Utah's Great Salt Lake] watched all the nature programs on television and read all he could on the animals lives. He also managed to fit nature into their trips whenever possible. There are so many ways for someone to help make this a better world that there is no reason for someone to be bored. "While we were living our life, it didn't seem as though we did any more than anyone else," commented Dilly when she reviewed this section of her manuscript. "I think everyone does a lot more than they realize in a lifetime." Carleton even served as commissioner for the Big Walnut Girls Softball Association in 1978 which is interesting because Dilly is the true ball fan. [photo: Carleton and Dilly Shared the Love of the Theater. Here They Are Ready to Go to the 50th Anniversary of the Ohio Theater] Baseball On April 1st, 1996, when I arrived at Dilly's house for our weekly trip down memory lane she was aghast at the collapse of umpire John McSherry who was calling the first Cincinnati Red's baseball game of the season. McSherry, only 51 years of age, had recently had a physical and appeared to be fine but a heart attack took his life quickly before all the fans gathered to celebrate the opening of the season. Like the fans at the park, Dilly was concerned for McSherry and disappointed that the game was postponed. When Dilly was about 12 years old, her father was taking the boys from his Sunday School Class on their annual trip to Ebbets Field in Brooklyn. Dilly begged to be allowed to go. Finally he agreed and the seed for a love of her life was Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 154) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d3ff292da87369952581e9f7e150b32.jpg 2455164ddcc433cf1e65b966860b2669 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 155] [corresponds to page 146 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] planted. "I kept the early programs so I could relive the excitement of the ball park. I also went to Yankee Stadium in the Bronx. I saw Babe Ruth, Lou Gehrig and many of the other famous players. When I first came to Columbus, I followed the Columbus Redlegs. Mr. and Mrs. Conrad, the parents of my boss at Capital, got a ticket for me so all I had to do was take a trolley across town to the ballpark where I met Mr, and Mrs. Conrad and enjoyed the games. Later when I worked at Community Library, I was lucky my hours allowed me to be flexible and I was always home for the World Series. Carleton never understood how I could listen to every play and be as engrossed asthough I were at the ball park. He would grab his crossword puzzles and work those while I cheered the home runs and double plays." Carleton enjoyed words so he loved crossword puzzles almost as much as Dilly loved baseball. Carleton's Life Ends After 43 years of marriage, Carleton died suddenly in his sleep January 13, 1989. He was survived by his wife, their son John and three beloved grandchildren - Tony, Sherry, and Carol. Since then Carol gave birth to Great-Grandson Jay Jay Taylor. Determined to be as independent as ever, Dilly was walking to the dentist's office across town and up a steep hill when she fell and broke a hip. The injury has continued to vex her through the years. Fortunately, John has been there to help her when needed. [photo: Carleton Burrer, 64 March, 1974] [photo: Great-Grandson Jay Jay Taylor] Dilly has continued to draw strength through her family and her Lutheran background as she continues her life. Grandson Tony called one day for some tender words while suffering with the flu in New York. The granddaughters are good to give her a call for advice or just to chat. And of course, she continues on with her research into the family history and keeps up with all the research being done by others. Following in Carleton's footsteps, she continues to keep abreast of the affairs of the village and offers her support whenever she can. It was a great thrill to be able to cut the ribbon on the new Community Library in 1994 after waiting all these years for a real library with a building of its own. Carleton and Dilly funded the Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 155) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4d061c7d7d7fbe52c150360756b3236b.jpg 724aed43d332c87de7505206d071250f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 156] [corresponds to page 147 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Ben Hart and Dilly Burrer Cutting the Ribbon for the Opening of the New Building For the Community Library on July 3, 1994] local history and genealogy room in the new library which will help assure the continuation of their lifelong interests. Dilly helped in the choice of decorations for the room. [image: Trinity Lutheran Church in Stone Arabia, New York Founded 1729] Dilly's life began in a Lutheran family with her father as a minister in a church founded by her ancestors. Although Dilly attended church locally, she has continued to support the little Trinity Lutheran Church in Stone Arabia, New York. "There has always been a fondness for this church in my heart. The fact that the congregation has never Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 156) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e97a36e874bbf59ec8200b46cf8e566d.jpg 0b3b772d6f10e3270702181cb03ce94a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 157] [corresponds to page 148 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] given up even when war destroyed their building, has always been an inspiration," tells Dilly. The church bulletin carries the following history of the church. HISTORY OF CHURCH Trinity Lutheran Church was founded by the early Palatines. These people seeking liberty and freedom of worship fled Germany around 1700, and were welcomed in London by Queen Anne. History states that by 1709 several thousand Palatines had reached England and were being cared for by that government. Again, as history so often repeats itself, was this group of innocent, persecuted people not wanting to be a burden to the Land that had befriended them, it was decided to send them to America. With the English government acting as sponsors, several ships set sail in the winter of 1709-1710, arriving in June and July at Nuttens Island (now Governors Island) N.Y. Many died during the trip and because of much sickness the remainder were detained there until Ocotber. Those who were in good health left this island, at this time, to find work at the tar camps along the Hudson River. The tar and pitch made here could not be used by the British. So, still after their many hardships, these "Poor Palatines' found themselves ill-clad, living in huts with little food to eat. All promises of a better life had not or could not be kept. In the spring of 1712 several families journeyed to the Schoharie Valley to settle on land promised by the Indians. The same story plagued them to this valley. Clear titles to this land were unobtainable and much controversy arose over the ownership of these acres. The trek began again, to find a land of their own. On October 19, 1723 Governor Bumet issued the Stone Arabia Patent to twenty-eight of these men, and soon after they brought their families from Schoharie and settled this area. Filially [sic Finally] they were home! First came their homes and barns, and then a place to worship together. In 1729, William Coppernoll sold fifty acres of land to these early settlers upon which they were to build a church. We find these names among the early trustees and founders-Martines Dillenbeck, John Keiser, Harris Empie, John Schuls, Nicholas Stemfell and William Nellis. It is my thought that these people certainly worshiped somewhere in the six years interim, but any earlier date than June 2, 172!) cannot be claimed. A log church was erected by the combined efforts of the Lutherans and Reforms, these early settlers being of both denominations. They worshped here about four years, but with more land being cleared and more families coming to the valley, a larger church was desired. A better church was started about 250 feet from the log edifice, but after the foundation had been laid, a dispute arose as to the naming of the congregation. An agreement could not be reached and the Lutherans withdrew across the creek and continued to worship in the log church. This log church was burned in Sir John Johnson's raid on Stone Arabia on October 19, 1780. Stone Arabia was laid to the torch in this battle, one of the last of the Revolutionary War. For twelve years this congregation worshiped in homes or other buildings and "at the Fall" (Palatine Church, daughter of Trinity Lutheran Church). In 1792, a new wooden church was erected under the guidance of Pastor Phillip Grotz. This is the church we worship in today. It is almost as if these pioneers, after all their sacrifices and hardships had found their promised land and built a monument to God. It is not unusual on a Sunday morning today to see descendants (9th and 10th generation) of these early settlers attending this very same church. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 157) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b2c57bbd238a88e1844358c5a878a460.jpg 4c844b8304194036e90403d7a985d4a8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 158] [corresponds to page 149 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] So they came and helped to build a new country, surely with the foresight, as with each generation, that their children would preserve what they had fought and died for. Certainly some of this determination has been instilled in their descendants, for after 250 years we still have a very active congregation, with regular services, special services, Sunday school, two choirs, and three organizations. It can truly be said that Trinity is the Mother of Lutheranism in the Mohawk Valley. It is also easy to see why the church means so much to Dilly and her family. It looks like the line of ministers ended with her father. Dilly calls herself a C-Span junkie and indeed she keeps abreast of the news by watching television and listening to the newspaper read over a special radio. She listens to books-on-tape from the library and enjoys an occasional videocassette. Her neighbors and friends are good to stop for a visit and they help keep her up on community activities not reported in the local newspaper. The telephone keeps her in contact with family and friends. She keeps up on the genealogical research being done on the various families in her chart and helps see that the information is correct. FAMILY TRADITIONS Traditions are being passed on to the three granchildren who are now all living in Columbus, Ohio. After six years in theater, Tony is studying communications. Sherry has been employed by BankOne for the past year. Carol is studying to be a legal secretary. As a Christian family, the Burrers celebrate the traditional holidays which generally include family dinners. They also had big dinners for Burrer family birthdays, often with 18 or 19 people but these became fewer as the older generation died. After John was grown, the holidays also included Fawn Druggan and any others in the community who might not have family with which to dine. [photo: After Christmas Dinner in 1988 in the Burrer Home Dilly, Sherry, Hazel Davidson, Carol, Tony and John] Hazel Davidson had worked for the Burrer Mill so long she had become a member of the family and always had a place in these celebrations. As long as she was able Dilly would prepare a feast for all. She likes good food well prepared and plesantly served. "It was always fun but I remember going to Fawn's in the 1960's when she would Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 158) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cd6ae950e09c8013daf28b651d6fd371.jpg bc5a3f3f91e2a95fb71f9da6aec79339 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 159] [corresponds to page 150 in Flashback: A Story of Two Families] have three kitchen helpers to serve us and elegant meal," recalled Dilly who enjoys doing it on a smaller scale by herself. The family has always enjoyed dining in good restaurants. The Jai-Lai in Columbus was Carleton's favorite while Dilly likes Fifty Five At Crosswoods. Traditional decorations are a part of the Burrer holidays such as the latch- hooked Christmas stockings made years ago by Tony and Sherry which are fondly hung in the family room, Traditionally the family looks at Dilly as a collector. How does one become a collector? Dilly hasn't any idea but a collector she has become. "Years ago when I bought clothes, I always bought a handkerchief and gloves to match. Through the years I have collected quite a few. Someone noticed I had a miniature pitcher and gave me another. Through the years these have become traditional gifts and I now have 123. Picture postcards have always fascinated me so I have collected those along with the playbills from the theater performances I attended. I never set out to be a collector," warns Dilly knowing Polly also tends to keep things. Dilly's bookmark collection is easy to understand and it has been on display in the library and at community celebrations. While she does not know how she got started, she admits they have brought her a great deal of pleasure through the years. [photo: Tony and Sherry Burrer's Latch-Hooked Stockings Hang Below a Shelf with Two of Dilly's Cornhusk Dolls] Passing on the family tradition passed from Dilly's father and Aunt Alice Barringer to Dilly. She in turn is passing the knowledge on to her grandchildren. Her family room is decorated with the plaids of the MacNaughtons and MacCleans [sic Macleans] as well as a family tree lettered by Sherry showing the ancestors of both sides of the family. While it was difficult to start this book, Dilly sees it as another way to carry on the family tradition. She hopes the stories will help her descendants understand their background and then someday they will be interested in continuing her research and will enjoy the search and the people they will meet along the way as much as she and Carleton have through the years. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 159) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ed28f184f769bd1f0f0ecec110f6dcc4.jpg 667147076778819f20ca440810d7fd8e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 160] [corresponds to page 151 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Favorite Snapshots of some of Dilly's Men [photo: Marsden Dillenbeck at Public School #35 in Hollis, New York] [photo: Carleton in 1941 Packard (110) 6 cylinder 4 door sedan] [photo] [photo: Billy Arnold] pphoto: John Burrer and cousin Billy Burrer] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 160) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/26a28334dd6bbfdbe4f4f03521864a47.jpg e81935553d500caaa02bdefbed947d17 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 161] [corresponds to page 152 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Dilly, Carol Burrer] [photo: Carol, Dilly and Sherry Burrer Mother's Day 1995] [photo: John and Sherry Burrer] [photo: John's 50th Birthday Party December 1996] [photo: Sherry Burrer John Burrer Jay D. Taylor] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 161) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/28e76e06d0d65d637f4c1d5ee70b0136.jpg 8b81287c592bed39192575f48fb78a89 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 162] [corresponds to page 153 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Jay D. Taylor Christmas 1997 [4 photos] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 162) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/575566f75c5548f3070a08ad09596519.jpg eb7c7f97ea84537f1f08f2cc9d859808 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 163] [corresponds to page 154 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Four Generations Dilly Burrer, Son John Burrer, Granddaughter Carol Burrer, and Great-Grandson JayJay Taylor] Dilly Looks at the Good Old Days? I'm glad I don't have to wear silk stockings with the seam up the back of the leg (I had to continuously feel to be sure the seam was straight). I don't ever want to use an outdoor privy or go without plumbing. I don't miss boiling clothes. I don't miss ironing clothes, let alone starching and then ironing them. I don't miss cooking on a coal stove. The oven was never even and the cake would tend to be lopsided. I don't miss oil-cloth even though it saved the table top. I don't miss the dirty coal smoke on everything, especially venetian blinds. I don't miss the dirt on the trains from the coal soot. I don't miss polio. I don't miss segregation. I don't miss gangsters. I don't miss the Dust Bowl. I don't miss the Great Depression. I don't miss blood poisoning because there were no 'wonder' drugs. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 163) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fda29ad12c4a8afc3060b1d02b2f4ce8.jpg e2cdf7b08bd12bd1b5340366b2f93215 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 164] [corresponds to page 155 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Appendix Cleebron, Germany ............................................... 156 The Following Pages were copied from the German Records in Cleebron, Germany, and sent to the United States. Because they have been copied several times, the quality is not the best but the information from which we took the Burrer family is here. Gammill Family .................................................. 160 Sperry Family ................................................... 166 Van Wie Family .................................................. 173 Burrer Bible Birth, Death and Marriage Records .................. 177 John E. Burrer Family ........................................... 179 Taken from charts prepared by Esther Burrer Nannie Burrer Family ............................................ 180 Taken from chart prepared by Warren Owen Paul Parker Burrer Family ....................................... 181 Gordon Burrer Family ............................................ 182 Prepared by Don Burrer Historical Data on Burrer Homes 46 N. Columbus Street - House ........................... 186 46 N. Columbus Street - Barn ............................ 187 47 N. Morning Street .................................... 188 Carleton Burrer's Manuscripts: Origin of the Name Sunbury .............................. 189 Burrer Family for The People Book ....................... 198 Early Delaware County: Sunbury and Community ........................... 209 Sunbury and Galena Communities- 1938 .................... 222 Items from Sunbury News in 1938 ......................... 228 Why I Enjoy Living in Sunbury ........................... 235 Bibliography .................................................... 239 Index ........................................................... 240 Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 164) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/183f125f1893ee510c552c5b5b3b5cfe.jpg 5dd1e4dd3884f52310783ac62bd7dadc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 172] [corresponds to page 160 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [foldout: Amy Gammill's Ancestors] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 172) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d7093ee6f4937db191a19bad4473588c.jpg d843990a0cb871887390b1d6119bc691 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 173] [corresponds to page 161 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Amy Ann Gammill's Ancestors The Gammil family has been traced directly to Scotland but historians feel the original Gemmills came there with the Norman Conquest and are therefore Danish "Gammel", Old Norse "Gammal", or perhaps Anglo-Saxon "Gemal, or Gamol". In all those languages the name means old or ancient. Gamal, son of Orm, had large possessions in 1065 in Scotland. Within a century the name was spelled Gamel probably the founder of Gamelsby. Official records are scanty but by 1570 a system of Registers was in place and tracing the name became easier. In that year there were 23 different properties around Raith in Central Ayrshire parishes held by Gemmills. Fenwick, which is believed to be Anglo-Saxon, had more Gemmills than any other district in 1570. William Gemmill We do know William Gemmill, progenitor of the York County Gemmills, was the second son of John and Anna Ann (Barnett) Gammill who were tenant farmers of Thorniehill, Kilmaaurs, Ayreshire, Scotland. Their first son, John, was born out of wedlock, February 25, 1720, and the family was forced to leave Kilmaurs and journey to Irvine to escape reproof. There William was born January 16, 1722. Several years later the family returned to Kilmaurs and continued to raise their family of six children: Marion (5-21-1727), Janet (12-7-1729), David (August 17- 1732) and Hugh (6-22-1735). It is not known for sure if John and William came to America together nor do we know if William and Jeanette Hepburn married in Scotland or America. However, we do know William Gemmill with his wife Jeanette (Jennette) settled in Shrewsbury Township, Lancaster County, Pennsylvania circa 1745 on land warranted as Gammels Chance consisting of about 1000 acres (see map on next page). His brother John, a clock and watchmaker, first shows in public documents in 1750. William was a farmer, merchant, land speculator and a staunch Presbyterian. He served as Supervisor of Highways in Shrewsbury Township (1756, 1760), Overseer of the Poor (1765), Assessor of the township (1769, 1770, 1772, 1774), Assistant Assessor (1781), and York County Commissioner (1768). William also helped separate Hopewell Township from Shrewsbury Township, helped erect the county jail, and was instrumental in purchasing land for the Court House. William and Jeanette raised seven children: John (1745-1798), David (1750-1795), Ann (1752-1829), Margaret (died young), William (died young), James 1762-1799), and Robert (1762-1846). They followed Scottish tradition of naming the first son in the family after the paternal grandfather, second after the maternal grandfather, the third after the father, later ones for their uncles. Daughters were named in the same manner, paternal grandmother, maternal grandmother, mother, then aunts. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 173) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a20e89ff002c1f41ed60da8d72a660d5.jpg 6119a8b978cd68c66a59fdf2094a0ae7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 174] [corresponds to page 162 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [image: map] YORK COUNTY, PA A Genealogy of the Townships of York County York County was erected from Lancaster by Act of August 19, 1749. [illegible] Township was the Lancaster County township from which most York townships were formed. The Suequehanna River has never been a part of York County. It lies in Lancaster County. Adams County was erected from York on January 22, 1800. The town of York was laid out for John, Thomas, and Richard Penn by Thomas Cookson in 1741. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 174) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6befc88387ad4bc162d062fba607510c.jpg 55512ef743f696554c3ac43275b3129a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 175] [corresponds to page 163 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] William died February 16, 1789 and Jeanette the next month, March 14, 1789. Both are buried in Downies Graveyard, Chanceford Township in York County, Pennsylvania. They were moved to Round Hill Cemetery in 1915. John Gemmill John, William's eldest son, had thirteen children by two wives. He served in the American Revolution as a private in the Sixth Battalion in Captain George Long's Company under command of John Travis. John married Agnes Wallace (1748-1785), daughter of James and Agnes Wallace. To this marriage eight children were born: Margaret (1770-1850) who married John Collins, William (1771-1849), James (1773-1816), Jenette (1777- 1829), John Jr. (1778-1862), twins David (1781-1840) and Ann (1781-?) then Agnes (1784 and died before 1815). Shortly after the birth of Agnes, her mother died. After two years later in 1787 John married Elizabeth Collins (born about 1767 and died after 1813), who was the daughter of William and Grace Collins of York County, Pennsylvania. Elizabeth and John had five children: Elizabeth (1789- 1884), Robert (1791-1813), Jean (1792 or 3 -1793), Mary Jean (1794-) who married Thomas Wallace, and Sarah Gemmill (1795-). James Gemmill James was born in Hopewell Township, York County, Pennsylvania in 1773. With Mary Twigg, he had a natural daughter, Jemima Gemmill, born on April 1 1794. On October 10, 1794, he married Elizabeth "Betsy" McPherson (1776-) the daughter of Frederick and Isabella (Collins) McPherson. To this marriage eight children were born: Lydia Grace (1795-) who married John Clark, Jr., Frederick Gemmill (1796-1853), Nancy (1797-) who may have married John Clark, Jr. after Lydia's death, Robert (1799-) who married Agnes "Nancy" Wilson, Isabella Gemmill (1802-) who married Matthew Adams, Elizabeth (1804-) who married Samuel Richardson, Mary Ann (1806-), and James McPherson (1814-1886) who married Anne Clark, On June 19, 1816, James drowned in the Susquehanna River and was buried in York County, Pennsylvania. Elizabeth and some of the children moved to Ohio after James' death and changed the spelling of the name to Gammill. She later moved on to Jefferson County, Iowa, with Elizabeth and James and their families, where she died and is buried. Frederick Gemmill October 10, 1822, Frederick married Elizabeth Adams (April 12, 1799-May 21, 1881), daughter of William and Rebekah (Douglas) Adams in York, York County, Pennsylvania. They had ten children: William (1822-1852) who married Sarah, Anna McPherson (1824-1880) who married Thomas Baker, James Wallace (1826-1913) who married Mary Landon and fathered Annabelle (mother of Fawn Ramsey Druggan), David Duglass (1828-1890) who married Margaret Stith, Robert Martin Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 175) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/87a051eafd30dd7ccf2c392b2af6b790.jpg fe3219b7247f0f7c223c40cdd282f6a1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 176] [corresponds to page 164 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] (1831-1920) who married Lucinda Ellen Galpin, Frederick Washington Gammell (1834-1915 who married Mary Galpin, Samuel Shriver "Shrive" (March 18, 1835 to July 12, 1909), John Thompson (1883-1838), Elizabeth Jane (1840-1842), Elizabeth Mary "Becky" (1842-1842). Frederick died December 1853 in Stockton, San Joaquin County, California. Elizabeth is buried in Sunbury, Ohio. Samuel Shriver "Shrive" Gammill "Shrive" was born March 18, 1835 in Lisbon, Center Township, Columbiana County, Ohio. On September 18, 1856 he married Mary Elizabeth Johnson (11-12-1840 to 2-21-1895) who was the daughter of John S. and Elizabeth (Powell) Johnson of Fairfield County, Ohio. To this union six children were born: Amy Anna, Charles A. (1859-1864), J. Ernest (1866-), Juliette "Etta" (1867-1928) who married Alfred Sheets, Colonel Ellsworth "C E" (1865-1919) who married Etta Bailey, and Mamie (1881-1968) who married Harvey Diehl. [photo: Samuel Shriver Gammill] "Shrive" enlisted in the Civil War August 6, 1861 and served in the 96th OVI-Company G from Delaware, Ohio. From January 1 to March 1863, after Chickasaw Bayou, "Shrive" was ill in the hospital. He fought at Vicksburg and Jackson then was given a thirty day furlough July 30, 1863. On September 15, 1863 he returned to his company and fought in Grand Coteau, Mansfield, Fort Gaines, Fort Morgan, Spanish Fort and Mobile. He was mustered out with his regiment. In addition to being the proprietor of a saw mill and hoop factory located on the northwest corner of North and North Vernon Streets, "Shrive" also built homes. He built the house at 46 North Columbus for his daughter and G.J. Burrer as well as the bank barn behind the house. The houses at 60 and 74 North Vernon as well as those at 126 and 136 South Columbus Street were products of "Shrive"'s workmanship. All the houses have a basic 'square frame' construction and are designed with a certain dignity which was his mark. Many other houses and farms were purchased by him, renovated and then sold. It was "Shrive"'s character to rise early and put in long days. In addition to being a hard worker, he was considered a good influential citizen. On February 21, 1895, Mary died. Six years later he married Mrs. Jospehine Harrison. "Shrive" died July 12, 1909, and is buried in Sunbury Memorial Park with his wife, Mary, and son, Charles. Amy Ann Gammill Amy married Gottlieb Jacob Burrer and became the mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother of the Burrer men who are subjects of this history. She found pleasure in her family and flowers. 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Description An account of the resource [page 177] [corresponds to page 165 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: The Gammill Family First Row: Ellis Gammill, Margaret Barton Darling, Mabel Gammill Howard, Lena Barber Walker Second Row: Tom Landon, Jake Burrer, Jim Williamson, Andrew Barber, John Barton, George Walker Third Row: Amy Landon, Amy Burrer, Mary Jane Williamson, Elma Gammill, Alvia Barber, Gertrude Barton] [photo: The Large Lilac in the Burrer yard] [photo: Amy's Yellow Rose Bush] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 177) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7eba6b60eae113537fee9eeda3749a72.jpg 8a87b0ba5cc1db68dc321f881ea176fc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 178] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Ancestors of Daisy Estella Sperry Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 178) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/19bf49fc24525c835853913ff15e588b.jpg 1a32bcc81f1b348121a096c8619ea4b0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 179] [corresponds to page 167 of Flashback: A Story of Two Lives] Daisy Sperry's Ancestors The following Sperry family history was taken from Sperry Family, compiled by Daisy Sperry Burrer, Edith Bell Stickney, Eugene Ball and Isabelle Forry. Thomas Sperry was believed to be of Hugenot stock and therefore originally from France. It is believed he fled France during the St. Bartholomew's massacre and settled in Germany. From there he came to America where his will was probated in Hardy County, Virginia, on April 25, 1765. Thomas was married to Sarah and they had 12 children: John, Jacob, Thomas, Sarah, Mary, Magdalene, and Peter are the known names. Several years prior to the Revolutionary War, Gen Daniel Morgan organized his famous band of Riflemen and took an active part in the Indian wars. In his company were a large number of German Virginians from Winchester and its vicinity namely Johann Schultz, Jacob Sperry, Peter and Simon Lauck, Frederick Kurtz, Karl Grimm, George Heisler and Adam Kurz. Six of these men formed the "Dutch Mess" because they always messed together during the entire war. None met with disaster during all their severe campaigns but they did gain special distinction for bravery and loyalty to Morgan. Throughout the Revolutionary war they acted as Aides-de-Camp, never accepted officer's commissions. When the war was over, they each received valuable tracts of land near Winchester as rewards for service. Peter, Jacob's brother and Thomas's son, first married Mary Hannock who was born in Germany in 1766 and died November 24, 1836. They had four sons and eight daughters - Isaac, John, Jacob born 1789, Benjamin (or Abraham), Betsy Sperry Thompson, Sally Sperry Claypool, Rebecca Sperry Cory, ? Sperry Cramer and ? Sperry Wornstaff. Peter then married Lidia Wilkin born 1766 and died July 22, 1860. Isaac lived in Frankfort, Ohio, and was buried in the old Baptist grave yard there. Jacob Sperry was born in Hardy County, Va., April 24, 1789, and married Mary Wilson born December 2, 1791 to James and Harriet Jamison Wilson. They had seven children: Maria Sperry Forry (3- 16-1814 to 6-3-1863), Albert Sperry (12-13-1815 to 8-21- 1893), Peter Sperry (1-2-1818 to 12-21-1895), Isaac Newton Sperry (10-6-1819 to 5-1-1898), [photo: Jacob and Mary (Wilson) Sperry] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 179) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0918dae00ce558f37fa87fd61301fed4.jpg 158273357dc521fe06f8efd29d8b19a9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 180] [corresponds to page 168 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] John Milton Sperry (3-3-1821 to 10-12-1901), Eliza Sperry Campbell (1-17-1823 to 1-12-1916), and Angleine sperry Rees (11-24-1824 to 6-24-1857). Jacob moved his family from a farm to Utica, Ohio. Their neighbor, Mary Boyd Reynolds described them as a most estimable couple. "Frugal in their manner of living, by their economical management and diligence they became thrifty and prosperous, so that in declining years they retired from active duties and enjoyed the fruit of their labors. They were truly a comfortable couple. They shared the home tasks, Mr. Sperry tended the garden in season and did the milking and churning. Mrs, Sperry was a notable housekeeper, her home spotless and her table spread with the good things of culinary art. They visited their sons and daughters and their friends. Above all they took time for the cultivation of their higher nature, and the Bible was not a closed book in their house. Sabbath morning the gentle old white horse was hitched to the phaeton and they drove to Owl Creek Church to service." The men sat on one side of the church and the women on the other. Mary was a tiny woman who wore a lace cap, over that a plain black bonnet with black ties; lace mitts, a silk shawl with a fringe border and carried a satchel for "the grandchildren's cookies after Sunday School." When discussing marriage proposals was whether it was better to answer sic or] whether delay made the game more interesting, Grandma Sperry said with a laugh "When Grandpap asked me, I said yes so quickly that he was most of a mind to back out." One night Mrs. Reynolds uncle offered to escort Mrs. Sperry home as it was dusk. She replied "I have never accepted the escort of any gentleman since I married Grandpap, and I shall go alone." They loved and trusted each other implicitly. On July 14, 1873, their final ride was to go to Mt. Vernon for a Bible with large print so they might more easily read it. They were struck by a freight train near son Albert's home. Mary was killed instantly as she had wished and Jacob lingered for several weeks, dying August 2, 1873. He had said earlier he did not wish to die suddenly because he wanted time to think about the change coming to him. Aside from giving each child a home, the couple left $40,000 to their children. On September 3, 1839, their oldest son, Albert Sperry, married Matilda Vernon (who was born 6-13-1820) and they had 8 children: Eliza Sperry Crane (3-28-1841 to 9- 8-1861), John Wesley Sperry (2-13-1843 to 1845), Jacob Vernon Sperry (6-3-1846 to 10- 25-1918), Isaac Thompson Sperry (11-20- 1848 to 11-9-1925), Albert J. Sperry (9-10- 1851 to ), George Mitchell Sperry (6-13-1854 to 1856) Martha Matilda Evelyne Sperry (6-9- 1856 to ?) and Ida May Sperry 8-8-1860 to ?). Albert and Matilda began their married [photo: Isaac Sperry and Aunt Ida Sperry] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 180) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b2c81ff27bed3c606d42814386b0262b.jpg b40da9edbdff42c8792d605a5b51b91e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 181] [corresponds to page 169 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] life on a 100 acre farm of timber. A big log cabin was built of the timber, brush burned and the ashes sold for 6 cents a bushel. Later a frame house and barn replaced the log cabin. Sperry sold the farm to Benjamin Tullos and bought another 207 acre farm from George Crawford in 1852 about a half mile south of Newark road. The place was named Evergreen Farm for the large number of evergreens in the yard. Sperry prospered and rasied eight children. To each he gave a 100 acre tract of land or the equivalent in money at the marriage. He was known for lending money to those in need and often canceled the note when the person was unable to pay. After the death of his wife, he applied his study of the scriptures to the writing of a book which he had published called "Our Hope." Albert was a firm believer in education and sent each of his children to Granville college as long as they wanted to go. [photo: Isaac Sperry] Isaac Thompson Sperry married Sophronia Cummings, daughter of George F. and Rachel Cummings on October 8, 1873. Sophronia was born in Pickaway County, June 1851 and died March 25, 1916. Isaac and Sophronia had two children - George F. Sperry (1-4-1877 - died an infant) and Daisy Estelle Sperry (9-4-1879 to 2-6- 1958). Following his wife's death, Isaac married Margaret Walker Gelvin on November 24, 1921. [photo: Sophronia Cummings Sperry] [photo: Home and Barn in Pickaway County, Ohio, Where Daisy Was Born.] [photo] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 181) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3780af61a2562ac386a677db2e7c759f.jpg 8c1bc30cb39f11fcf7f69553034e4581 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 182] [corresponds to page 170 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Sophronia's brother, George Cummings and family at the home place in Harlem Township.] [photo: William Cummings, His Wife and Daughters] [image: Lincoln-Lee Legion Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 182) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c2c547e14a236a55f218e93efc324fe2.jpg ba9819768d9525a8d4557f4e6c52dd5d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 183] [corresponds to page 171 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: The Home of Isaac and Sophronia (Cummings) Sperry south of Berkshire Corners. This 100 acre farm was owned by Pearly Stockwell in 1966.] [photo] [photo: Mrs. Isaac Sperry at the Brick Home North of Berkshire Corners] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 183) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8b71ac11ea4550160420f7f480e2f6ca.jpg 79d7d699ef9f12c5a3808d7e1662e1ed Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 184] [corresponds to page 172 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Daisy Sperry and Amy Burrer] [photo: Harry Handshaw of Aspen, Colorado and Maggie (Gelvin) Sperry in the Parlor at North Morning Street [photo: View from living room to stairway In the Isaac Sperry home in Berkshire where Carleton was born. Note Denison pennant, diploma, and chairs which are still in Dilly's home.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 184) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fc0c5c64334b6a3fb6c5df5e445668ff.jpg 827cb9f8ec0bbaa61eb8d84753a321f0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 185] [corresponds to page 173 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [foldout: Helen Van Wie's Ancestors] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 185) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5bd4b9432d893e8c3bc1d7cac76f3e27.jpg 304fd51e87503da5577d4f0f67b1b564 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 186] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Dec 1950 Knickerbocker News? The Van Wie Mansion, Built in 1679, Stands As Sturdy Monument to Area's Colonial Days (This is the last of a series of articles on historic homes in the Albany area.) By WILLIAM J. BAKROW The Van Wie mansion, built in 1679 by Hendrick Gerritse Van Wie in what is now known as Van Wies Point, is one of the oldest buildings still standing in Albany County. The house has seen many changes since its early fort Or- ange days, but the original beams, holdings, doors and ma- sonry still are in service. It is a sturdily built house, as were most Colonial homes, and was constructed with an eye toward solid comfort. Van Wie arrived in Fort Or- ange from Holland in 1664, about the same time as the English were changing the settlement's name to Albany. He purchased the property from the Van Rensselaers and with the aid of his family and cheap farm labor built the mansion. One-Foot Beams The south wing of the house was the original structure. the one-foot-thick beams in this section provide an interesting contrast to the less sturdy con- struction of the later additions. The basement walls are more than three feet thick and have needed only slight repairs since they were built. The kitchen and back doors contain a maltese cross in their paneling-to scare off evil spirits. The glass in the windows appears old, but, according to the owners, is not the original. Most of the early furnishings in the mansion have been removed to the home of Mrs. Mildred Van Wie Wheeler, about a quarter of a mile north in Van Wies Point. These include a small trunk used by the Van wies to store valu- able papers and dated "Troy- 1828," brass candlesticks and jewel boxes. Served as Terminal The mansion was sold out of the Van wie family in the mid- dle of the 19th Century by Peter P. Van Wie. Its present occu- pants are Dr. R.S. Cunningham and Mrs. Cunningham. The Van Wie property once served as a terminal for Hudson River raffic in the Albany area. The dock owned by Peter G. and Henry Van Wie was leased in 1835 to the Hudson Steamboat Company. Today only the dock posts still stand and a sign in- stalled by the State Department of Education tells the story of this trading port. Marker Removed Under the terms of the dock ease, the Van wies were obli- gated to keep the lower river road open for stagecoach traffic. Because of the shallow condi- tions then existing in the Hudson between Van Wies Point and the Albany businss district it was impossible to sail boats any further than this dock. Freight and passengers were met at the Van Wie dock and shuttled by coach to their destinations. Another State Education mark- er stands in front of the mansion, briefly recounting its history. An additional marker once stood on Route 144 containing the same legend, but was removed after numerous complaints by occu- pants of neighboring homes. According to the complaints, many motorists were drawn off the main highway by the sign to have a look at the old home. The tourists littered the surrounding lawns with trash and were re- ported to have broken into neigh- boring homes while the occupants were away. Despite cries from local his- torians, who believed they were being snubbed, the sign on Route 144 was removed. Noted for Size The Van Wies were noted for their size and strength, with sev- eral of the men pushing seven feet and most of the women more than six feet. The legend persists that one of the Van Wies traveled to New York City to see a much publi- cized giant on display. Van Wie returned home a dissappointed man, having discovered that he was several inches taller than the giant and out weighed him by many pounds. The Cunninghams report that while spading the ground for a garden and terrace they have un- covered many Indian relics. Van wies Point is reportedly part of a once thickly settled Indian vilage. [photo: This colonial home, built in 1679 by Hendrick Gerritse Van Wie in what is now known as Van wies Point, is one of the oldest buildings in Albany County. The south wing was the original building and much of the framework and masonry of the original is still in good repair. The house is occupied by Dr. R.S. Cunningham and Mrs. Cunningham.] [photo: One of the original beams in the Van Wie mansion is shown above. The ax is of a type similar to those used to cut beams during the Colonial period. It was given to the Cunninghams by Frank Welch, one of the oldest residents of Van Wie Point.] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 186) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d80aa5788e35e50165d8601d605a9a77.jpg 46328ad8ee661f558c40ecd7db1f8f5b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 187] [corresponds to page 174 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Helen Van Wie's Family According to the Innes Getty Collection in the New York Genealogical and Biographical Society, Hendrick Gerritse Van Wie, the son of Gerrit Van Wie, sailed from Holland to America aboard "de Endracht" April 17, 1664 (from Dutch settlers Society Yearbook: Albany). Although his name is not listed as a passenger, the receipt for his passage signed by the skipper Jan Bergen is in the Renssalaerswyck Manuscript papers in the New York State Library at Albany. Hendrick settled at Fort Orange later to be named Albany and found employment on several farms He was paid to thatch the barn roofs of Peter Meess on June 1670 and again on april 1673. He married Eytje Ariese and to this marriage 8 children were born: Gerrit (1676 to 1746), Jannetje, Geesje, Ariaantje, Alida, Jan (1686-), Catrina and Henrick of Hendrik Gerritsz Verwey (1689-1715). Apparently the priest knew the proper Netherlands name which is written as Henfrik Gerriysz Verwey. On October 13, 1679, he was charged 50 guilders a year for 4 years rent from May 1, 1675 to 1679 for a farm called Dominics Hock which he then bought from the Van Rensselaers. This became known as Van Wie Point located five miles south of Albany on the west bank of the Hudson. With the help of his family and cheap farm labor he built the Van Wie mansion. A news article which ran in the Knickerbacker News in December 1950 is included in this section. Since the Hudson River was not always deep enough for large ships, the Van Wies had to maintain a dock where the passengers and cargo could be taken across land and make connection with public transportation. [photo: Van Wie Point Hendrick Gerritse Van Wie Dutch Colonist in Fort Orange, 1664 Built House Here in 1679 Located 5 miles south of Albany on the west side of the Hudson - 1958] After Hendrick Gerritse Van Wie's death, his widow married Andries Jacobse Gardinier, the son of Jacob Janse and Josyna Gardinier. Eytje had three more children: Andries, Jacob, and Arien. The latter married Elizabeth Van Slyke and their daughter, Johanna Gardinier, was to become the wife of Hendrick H. Van Wie about 1748. Andries received a large land grant early in Kinderhook. Jenrick of Henderik Gerritse married Hilletje Becker. Hilletje was the daughter of Johannes and Anna Van der Zee. Johannes was the son of Jan Jurianse Becker (who lived about 1635 to 1697) and Maria Adriaens who married about 1660. Jan came from Holland in 1655 as admiral for the Dutch West Indies Company. In 1656 he was living in Ft. Casimir on the Delaware River. In 1660 he was indicted for selling brandy to the Indians and sentenced to 500 guilders. The same year he petitioned to teach school in Manhattan and did teach there. In 1663 he lived in Greenbush, across the River Beverwyck (Albany). In 1669, Gov. Lovelace appointed him Notary Public. In 1670 he got a license to teach school Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 187) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/afe9fbac3d4226dd01f9839bf0f72d8c.jpg 6eee1067a72656d07468df4ba5997a33 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 189] [corresponds to page 176 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] To Francis Nicoll, Abraham Run and David Burhans, executors: all my messuage, lands or tenements situate in Renssalaerswyck on west side of Hudson in Twn. of Bethlehem as well as residue of personal property, goods and chattels, which shall be sold to the best advantage and the money applied to the purchase of three large white "marvil" gravestones with graving in proper order at the heads of father, my wife and my own. To children of elder brother Andrew, one third of my legacies; one third part to brother John H.: one third part to my youngest sister Elizabeth Bronk, the wife of Peter Bronk. To my two brother Andrew and John H., all my wearing apparel. Executors to be: Francis Nicoll, Abraham Han and David Burhans. Signed Wit.: John H. Burhans Arie Van Wie Caleb Smith Jehoishem B. Staats Note he freed his slaves and provided for his children and nephews, particularly those who shared his name. [photo: Tintype of Maria (Wormuth) Van Wie holding Andrew Dillenbeck Dilly's Great-Grandmother Holding Dilly's Father] Daniel and Anne had John D. Van Wie, who in turn married Maria Wormuth. John and Maria were the parents of Helen Van Wie who married her third cousin Luther Dillenbeck. The latter became the parents of Andrew Luther Dillenbeck, and then the grandparents of Dorothy MacNaughton Dillenback [Dillenbeck] Burrer. [photo: Helen Van Wie Dillenbeck] [photo: Luther Dillenbeck] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 189) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/151a7e3224032d0265ea3277c9819bc7.jpg aeac554d031ff81e2a5d8b9498a8ab3e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 190] [corresponds to page 177 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [image: Birth, Death and Marriage Records from the Burrer Family Bible] Births Gottleib Jacob Burrer 1848 in Wittenburg [illegible] Germany Amy Ann Gammill born August 15,-1867 [illegible] Delaware County Ohio Sprague Gammill Burrer Born March 7 - 1876 Karl Ormand Burrer Born Aug 22-1870 in Sunbury O. Paul Parker Burrer Born June 6-1886 in Sunbury Rudolph Odell Burrer Born February 18 1888 Gordon Jacob Burrer Born February 2-1894 Sunbury Carleton Sperry Burrer Born November 9, 1909 Sunbury Deaths Sprague Gammill Burrer Killed in mill Aug 6-1886 Sunbury O. Hellen Dryer Wife of Rudolph Burrer Died Jan 15-1916 at Sunbury O. Gottlieb Jacob Burrer February 12th, 1926 at Sunbury, O. Amy Ann Gammill Burrer July 6th 1932 Karl Ormond Burrer Dec. 5th 1957 (7) In White Cross Hospital Gordon Jacob Burrer July 4, 1960 at Cincinnati, Ohio Rudolph Odell Burrer July 17 1965 Riverside Hospital - Columbus, Ohio. Carleton Sperry Burrer - Jan 14, 1989 Charlotte Pagles Burrer July 2, 1991 at Cincinnati, Ohio Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 190) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/28646aa1f896c7530ace30aca369f846.jpg aa2c15c3735cd55727d0bc0e76c5d7ba Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 191] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [image: Marriages] Samuel G. Gammill & Mary E. Johnson were Married Sept 18th 1856 Gottleib Jacob Burrer and Amy Ann Gammill were Married May 26-1875 Paul Parker Burrer & Sarah Minerva Hess were Married Oct 7-1908 Karl Ormand and Dasy Esther Sperry were Married Dec 23-1908 Rudolph Odell Burrer and Hellen Cambpell Dryer were Married oct 31-1915 Gordon Jacob Burrer and Charlotte Grace Pagels were Married Oct. 3, 1929 at Cincinnati, Ohio Rudolph Odell Burrer and Martha Louise Griffiths were married June 11, 1932 Karl Ormand Burrer and Mary Schwin Paul Parker Burrer and Minnie McLeod Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 191) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2a13814d5315936cfa8c683c7025a5b5.jpg bb01483a0da0b58a2db3e84494519981 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 192] [corresponds to page 179 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [foldout: John E. Burrer's Descendants] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 192) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5a2f2ec92d57f93ecbbb476359e32531.jpg 37096e47fed518ee4d1c248564e4c9a9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 193] [corresponds to page 180 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [foldout: Nannie E. Burrer's Descendants] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 193) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/222b0e3d5276fc4ca6b8d5d360d2638f.jpg ed315454862a122914fdcfac106e2c33 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 194] [corresponds to unnumbered page of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [foldout: Descendants of Paul Parker Burrer] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 194) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9cf1c87238726674e56c8942cbd679a8.jpg 10018c80abdb781d7913882a89be21e4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 195] [corresponds to page 182 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [foldout: Gordon J. Burrer's Descendants] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 195) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2015ff2e873e8ddcbb77bcb936585a6e.jpg c291ee2e5a54a7de891c21a75c0ee24c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 196] [corresponds to page 183 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] PERSONAL HISTORY of CHARMY, DON and FRED BURRER The following was written for this book by Don Burrer. Gordon J. Burrer had a daughter Charmy (1931), and twin boys, Don (Gordon Jr.), and Fred (1932). They raised their family on Pleasant Ridge, a suburb of Cincinnati. All three children graduated from Walnut Hills High School, a college preparatory public school in Cincinnati. [photo: Don, Charmy, Fred] Charmy marries Richard Voss in 1953 after graduating from Denison University. They built their family home in Wyoming, OH, a suburb of Cincinnati where they raised three boys, Rick, Andy, and Tim. Rick is an attorney with an MBA. He is academically oriented with college degrees from Vanderbuilt [sic Vanderbilt] University of Cincinnati, and Xavier. Andy is a mechanical engineer graduate from Georgia Tech. Tim is a business graduate from Ohio University. All three boys are married. Rick and Andy each have two children. Richard worked for Masonite Company through most of his business career before starting his own machine tool sales company. He has always had a strong interest interest in and a knack for, woodworking. He has beautifully refinished many old family pieces of furniture. He is a WWII veteran and during the war served in the Navy aboard a salvage ship in the Pacific. He is a gifted communicator and a most entertaining story teller. After her family was grown Charmy became quite active in community service work with a special talent for managing financial affairs. She served a term as Treasurer for both the Cincinnati Junior League and the Cincinnati Wonab's Club where she was also a Board member. For many years she also served on the Sharonwoods Village Board and played a major role in the creation of their historical 19th century village. Like many of the early Sunbury Burrers, Don had an interest in mechanical things and as a consequence of these interests was graduated as an Electrical Engineer from MIT. He married Nancy Farrell from Cincinnati in 1957 while he was serving his two year ROTC commitment as a Communications Officer in the USAF at Westover AFB in MA. After his AF discharge Don worked for AVCO in Cincinnati Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 196) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/81d67284d237ff2b869e9bcbe816f9f2.jpg d8933760140163fa6353c9aa1c3ebb0a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 197] [corresponds to page 184 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] as a design engineer on infrared threat warning systems and infrared semiconductor sensors. While living in their Wyoming, OH, home they adopted a son, Jeffrey. Shortly after adopting Jeffery, they had a daughter Amy. In 1963 Don earned a Masters of Science degree in Electrical Engineering from the University of Cincinnati. In 1964 they moved to Owego, NY where Don continued his infrared system and component design work at IBM's Federal Systems Division. In 1966 Don accepted an opportunity with the Honeywell Radiation Center in Boston, MA, to lead the product development work on HgCdTe, a recenlty discovered and promising new infrared detector material. They settled in Wayland, MA, a suburb west of Boston. There they adopted their second son, Philip (Flip). All three children graduated from Wayland High School. Jeffery always had a strong interest in automobiles and through dealerships his career has centered around the automotive parts business. Amy was a good student and graduated with honors from the University of Pennsylvania as an Electrical Engineer. Upon her graduation she accepted a job with Bell Labs and they sent her to the University of Michigan for one year where she received a Masters Degree in Electrical Engineering. She has developed her professional area of expertise around the design and design verification off both hardware and software associated with high speed digital network switches. Flip did his undergraduate work in pre-med at Tufts University and completed his formal medical schooling at the Chicago Medical school. Dr. Burrer's field is Family Practice. [photo: Don Burrer Family Don, Jeffery, Philip, Amy, and Nancy] In 1975 Don left Honeywell with two other engineers, founding inframetrics. They developed a product line of commercial infrared imagining radiometers. Using a patented technique to achieve TV compatibility their products were the first that could make radiometric recordings via standard VCRs. The company grew rapidly and in 1984 the founders sold the company. Don has authored numerous technical papers and has been granted several patents. He was Chairman/Editor of the 1984 Thermosense Vi-Conference sponsored by SPIE - the International Society for Optial Engineers and in 1989 he was honored by MIT with 98 other alumni who founded companies in Massachusetts which had "made a significant contribution to the economy of the state and nation". Don also has had a continuing interest in general aviation. He owns a Lack Buccaneer amphibian aircraft and holds a commercial single engine, land sea instrument rating. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 197) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/59ebf6743dfcad5733cc1d8a27d0ca81.jpg 651a0ae5d2a3e19f536519c8eaf42ddb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 198] [corresponds to page 185 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Nancy was involved in many school and community projects while her children were growing up in Wayland. When the children were grown she worked for many years as a volunteer with local Hospice organizations. She enjoys Bridge and is an active participant in several groups. She is also involved in community activities and golf at their cottage on Lake Winnipesaukee in NH. [photo: Don and Fred Burrer] Fred graduated from Denison University as a business major. After graduation he joined the navy, went to officers training school, and served abroad ship as a Supply Officer. He was stationed in Galveston, TX. After his discharge he returned to Cincinnati, began work with Standard Publishing Company, and in 1958 married Ann Gray from Glendale, OH. They had two boys and a girl, Reed, Dan and Karen. In 1967 he was transferred to Kalamazoo, MI to become the President of Doubleday Brothers & Co., now a division of Standex. He was active in the local business community and served on the Board of Old Kent Bank and Nazarth [sic Nazareth] College. He remained as Doubleday President until his retirement in 1988. The three children from Kalamazoo High School. Reed married after one year of college and has moved to South Bend, IN, with his wife Mary and two children. He has made a career in residential real estate. Dan is a business graduate from Michigan State University and has found a rewarding career working with billing software in the field if [sic of] interactive cable television. Karen is in Kalamazoo and is beginning a career in the field of hospital services. In 1978 Fred and Ann were divorced. Ann continues to live in Kalamazoo and died in early 1996. In 1979 Fred married Pat Moss, who helped raise his three children in Kalamazoo. Fred adopted two of Pat's children, Paula and Maggie. Upon retirement Fred and Pat moved to Fairfield Glade, Tennessee. They are both avid golfers and enjoy excursions in their 38 foot cruiser on the nearby Tennessee River. They have established a very active social life within the Fairfield Glade community. [photo: Capt. Gordon J. Burrer, WWII, and nephew Gerald J. Burrer] [Note: Pages 186-238 of Flashback: A story of Two Families contain copies of Carleton Burrer's writings and are included as appendices in Flashback: The Story of Two Families. The orginal manuscripts of these writings are part of Community Library's local history collection and appear elsewhere in Big Walnut Memory in their original formats. These writings include Mr. Burrer's contributions to The Ohio Historic Inventory, The Origin of the Name of Sunbury and its Application to the Village of Sunbury, Delaware Co., Ohio, The Burrer Family, Early Delaware County-Sunbury and Community, The Sunbury and Galena Communities and how they were in 1938 when Sunbury Lions Club Originated, and Why I Enjoy Living in Sunbury, Delaware County, Ohio] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 198) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bc919db512999d72881a6ee1aaccd6d8.jpg 2c9a8094bf5668e633f6c3245601fc2a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 199] [corresponds to page 239 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] BIBLIOGRAPHY "Battle of Oriskany" from Encyclopedia Britannica. Encyclopedia Britannica, Inc.: Chicago, Illinois. Page 904. The Compendium of American Genealogy: The Standard Genealogical Encyclopedia of the First Families of America. Volume VII, pages 562, and 889. The Dallenbachs in America, 1710-1935. edited by Andrew L. Dillenbeck, D.D. and Karl M. Dallenbach, Ph.D. 1935. Fort Orange Press: Albany, New York. reprinted 1969 Burrer, Carleton Sperry. "An Historical Sketch of 'Jakie' Burrer, The Old Mill, and Electricity in the Community" from Sunbury's Part in Ohio History. by Esther McCormick. George C. Lindsey, Jr.: Sunbury, Ohio. 1966. Burrer, Carleton Sperry. "The Burrer Family" from The People Book. compiled by Ruth Domigan Truxall and Esther McCormick. Dorothy D. Burrer: Sunbury, Ohio. 1977. Burrer, Dorothy. "Samuel Shriver Gammill" from The People Book. complied by Ruth Domigan Truxall and Esther McCormick. Dorothy D. Burrer: Sunbury, Ohio. 1977. Chambers, T.F. The Early Germans of New Jersey, Their History, churches, and Genealogists. Baltimore, MD: Genealogical Pub. Co. Swackhamer, pages 517-519. McNie, Alan, Clan Maclean. Cascade Publishing Company, Jedburgh, Scotland: 1983. From Then Till Now, 1867-1967. Sparrow Lodge No. 400. The Sunbury News: Sunbury, Ohio. 1967. Gemmill, Ted L. The Origin of the Name Gemmill and the Genealogical Progenitors of Scotland and York County, PA. Red Lion: York County, Pennsylvania. 1995. Hopkins, A.S. The Trails to March. Conservation Department State of New York, Albany. 1927. sperry Family. Compiled by Daisy Sperry Burrer, Edith Bell Stickney, Eugene Ball and Isabelle Forry The Palatines of New York State. The Palatine Society of the United Evangelical Lutheran Church of New York and New England, Inc. Baronet Litho Co., Inc.: Johnstown, New York. 1953. [Note: pages 240-265 comprise the index to Flashback: A Story of Two Families] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 199) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/da2751a7b9da4c954044ce5245d5fd5c.jpg deb1aadd5711f0c964e761e4f016f6e0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 200] [corresponds to page 266 of Flashback: A Story of Two Families] [photo: Dilly Burrer writing at the bedroom window on Columbus Street] For months flashbacks of two families have been in my mind as Polly and I have tried to capture the highlights for you. If I said too much, I didn't mean to offend. If I've left it unsaid, I'm sorry. As Robert Frost said in his poem, "Reluctance" Out through the field and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world and descended, I have come by the highway home, And lo, it is ended. [photo: Polly Whitney Brehm Horn at the computer in her office at Community Library] Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families (p. 200) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6977e20217a2586c1a2b6b88a6136314.jpg 833853336038db98d928d4288dd371ec Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. Items in this collection generally contain genealogical information about the families, personal anecdotes, and images of family members. Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Flashback: A Story of Two Families Description An account of the resource This book recounts the history of the Carleton S. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (3) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to cover page of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers Photo of Edith Mercy Hyland Myers Community Library Sunbury, Ohio 2000 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4ad739416b861a780eb92d3adc8151c5.jpg 79e709ed2c62c04f15c4e19a1df4a9c7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (4) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 1 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers ENGLAND WAS MY BIRTHPLACE Where does one start? I was born the eleventh child in a family of thirteen children--five girls and eight boys. When I was born, a neighbor lady told Elsie, my sister, "Your Mother should put her in the dust bin (garbage bin) and put the lid on." My mother was angry on hearing this and told her "They are well fed and don’t stink, so mind your own business.” MY FAMILY I remember only my Grandmother on my Father’s side and I think it was a reconciliation. She was old and sick and came with outstretched arms to hug my Dad. Now she was a free spirit, and according to my Mother, had had husbands and non-husbands and Mother said she wasn’t ever sure if our name should be Hyland or Wickhams. Well, Hyland won out. My Grandmother was of the Roman Catholic persuasion and that was not for my Mother. She lived in Appleton, a short distance from Canterbury, and when they had her funeral, people threw stones because she was buried in a Protestant Cemetery. So who was my Grandfather? No trace can be found. My Mother’s Mother died before I was born. Her name was Elizabeth and Grandfather was named Thomas Akehurst. Grandfather was a gardener and each Christmas came to our home. He had a long beard and one Christmas Eve I slammed the door in his face because I thought he was a bogeyman. Once, I was pouting and he said to me "Would you like a banana?" "NO", So he said "Then go and eat grass.” In his later years he took care of the cemetery and had trouble with his feet. He told Mum "J know there’s a lot better feet under this earth!" My father went to school at the Mayfield Kerk Convent. He, with other boys of the age of about nine, got to wondering if the Sisters wear underwear under all that long black dress? They decided to find out. Each boy, as Sister would pass his desk, was to bend over and flip the hem of Sister’s habit. Sister photo George and Mary Ann Hyland in center My sister and brother-in-law photo My Father, George Hygard pottering in the garden photo Mary Ann Hyland .1. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/eaba464d1bde6c05d70879206e17777d.jpg e9b66b891171dddde7db6ea31c50ecda Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (5) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 2 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers continued as though she was unaware of this. After lunch, the Priest came in to talk and Dad saw the tip of his cane over his shoulder. So he waited his opportunity to run and when the Priest was farthest from the door, run he did. Well, the Convent is surrounded by a high wall, and Dad, with the Priest chasing behind him, scaled the wall and jumped and landed in a baby’s pram and he never looked back to see how baby and pram fared. The Priest came to his mother’s house to punish him, but Dad hid out, and I don’t think he ever went back to school. Religion still meant much to him, and he lived it in his daily life, although there was no formal church for him after my Mother dismissed his church. When Father asked Mother to marry him she said "No" if it meant becoming Catholic and raising the children Catholic. Father went away for a year. When he came back, he asked her again. She had the same conditions, so he dropped the religious request and they married. His love for her was great. He was a dairy farmer and took much pride in it. My mother was from a very refined family. As long as it was proper, it was O.K. She had a brother and two sisters. They had schooling and seemed always very smart. Mother was a deeply religious woman. She sang hymns whether she was washing, ironing, housework, or baking. Long before you got to the house you could hear her singing. She was unable to be at church Sunday mornings because she was cooking for the family, but Sunday evening she was there for Evensong. Mother was also very superstitious. None of us could wear green, if a picture fell, death would follow, and we never would turn a gypsy away. So we had an abundance of clothespins and in the spring bunches of primroses and violets. Everything had to be proper. She was small in stature but made up for it in dignity. I never saw her shed a tear and she was always aloof and proud. She never let people get close to her. The two glass balls in the curio were given to me by my Mother. They had belonged to her grandmother. She told the story that they were hung in the windows at night to keep the witches out and if there was a black spot on them in the morning it meant a witch had tried to enter. When the balis were evaluated they were said to be of no value. They had been used in the sea to attract fish! Aurora Borealis in 1938 was frightening --- everything was red like the whole world was on fire. Many thought it was the end of the world. Mother had also seen the bail of fire that passed over England, and of course believed that it was a premonition of World War II and many others thought so, too. My sister, Nellie, was the oldest in the family. She was very pretty and very naive. No one was aware she was pregnant and she had her baby in the toilet. My mother was horrified and the baby, Reginald, was put up for adoption. I first met him when I was seventeen years old and he introduced himself to me. I thought this guy was crazy, but Mary, his half sister, assured me it was true. He went into the Army in World War II at about 21 years of age and came down with pneumonia twice from being in the trenches. It later turned into tuberculosis and he died very young, 22 or 23 years old. My sister had married a sailor, Albert Fawcett, and he was, after the War, a wool sorter in the mills of Bradford, Yorkshire where he worked until the depression in that area. They had a daughter named Mary, who became an R.N. and was a supervisor for nursing in the North Yorkshire area checking hospitals to see if nursing was being done properly. She married Geofrey and they had a daughter, Mandy, who married Kenneth Paxton. They have two sons, .2. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/24d3c3f6a3880d0af75428c7cf1e9199.jpg 3062b6072b056352abccc8e3ff2afe64 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (6) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 3 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers Christopher and Craig. Mary and Geof also had a son, Alex, who is now married. Nellie and Albert also had a brilliant son, David Fawcett, who was an artist and had a showing in the National Art Gallery in London. He was killed in a plane crash in Spain when there was a controllers strike. The plane he was on collided with another plane and sheared the whole tip off, which with no air, the people died instantly. David had painted many ads and the one for gin was on T.V. many times. He was married but unfortunately his wife had a mental condition, and although he had sent her to Switzerland twice for treatment, he decided "No children’. She squandered or was cheated of all his wealth. My sister, Nellie, died in her sleep at an old age and Albert soon afterward. The next oldest child was my brother George Thomas Hyland who was a great sportsman. He was captain of the Tunbridge Wells football team and cricket team. He was killed when he was 31 by a blow to the head in a football game. He died one week after the injury and the local newspaper had his picture all over the front page. He was married to Connie, but they had no children. Next there was Percy James Hyland who married Ruby and after she died he married Sheila who he was very happy with. He died at 71 years old with no children. He lived next door to Mum and Dad. Then there was Stanley Richard Hyland who married Rose who was a lady’s maid. She had some high ideals. They had a son named Richard, who has been married a few times, and a daughter, Sheila. Both Sheila and her husband were London police officers. They were offered and accepted jobs in Canada. Stan was a chaffeur for a time and then worked in an airplane factory. His throat became a problem with the aluminum covering it from the factory work. We sometimes called him " King" and "Dead Body’ because he was the guy who would proceed the hearse with a stick. The government brought him down to earth because he could no longer stay in the factory. They gave him a horse and milk wagon and he delivered milk in the slum area of London. It was there that he learned unconditional love. Those women always had a cup of tea for him and a big hello. Now remember, tea, milk, and sugar were all rationed at that time, but they all shared. He was really a changed person; his haughtiness was gone. He died of a heart attack in a London park at the age of 61 years. Another brother was Ernest Hyland who was a feisty, free spirit. He went to Australia and the last that we heard from him was that he was in Sidney and was coming home. He disappeared. Then there was my sister, Dora who was in the R.A.F. as I was. She was stationed at many bomber fields as a cook. She loved the crews and was always happy when they returned from their flights. She married Tom Drury who was financially sound so she had everything she wanted. She died of a heart attack in 1996, My parents also had a baby girl named Maisie who died unexpectedly at age three of pneumonia. Next was Alec Hyland. He was a free spirit who could always find humor in everything. He was fun, he could breach quarrels, pouts, and he took care of a blind friend whom he took with him everywhere. Alec was in the Army in World War II and went on the invasion. He had been a baker, too, so that is what the Army used him for. He contracted glandular fever at the front and was flown to Belgium. After .3. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6f720fbd718a70cce2b8a8a1a20da811.jpg eb7cf2aab1cc4d35f80b983086b63fd1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (7) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 4 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers the war, he worked in London at some secret stuff--I suspected Atomic. He was married to Ivy and they had three daughters, June, Hazel, and Wendy (who lived in Africa for a long time). Another brother was Charles Hyland who was a free spirit and a rebel. We called him Nob. He was always doing something. Mother believed in punctuality and tea was at 5 p.m. Either be there or go without. One day he came after the tea things had been washed and put away and the teapot was on the hearth. He said "Is there any tea?" It was replied that there was some in the pot. He raised the pot higher and higher and then exploded "Did you say tea or bloody gnats piss?" My father came to his feet and made Nob apologize to Mother and was told to be there for tea or expect the same. He was in the R.A.F. He later married Elaine and had five children. Then there was my sister Elsie. She was always full of love and charity. She died of cancer at age 71. She married Jack Taylor and had a daughter, Fiesty. Jack and Elsie were able to visit me in America several times, as did Dora. Next in line was me, a conceited snob. Then there was my brother, Ronald Walter Hyland. He had many jobs and the Army wouldn’t take him, but he drove their trucks for them. He married Ivy and they had two daughters and a son name Peter. Ron died at age 57 of a heart attack. The baby of the family was David Reginald Hyland who married Sheila. They lost their daughter, Sandra, at age five to cancer, a baby boy at birth, and David himself died when his new son was six weeks old. That child grew up and made the Navy his career. Although our family was large, I was one of the younger ones so I had neices and nephews older than — myself, Although our home was very crowded at the holidays, most were grown and gone by the time I came along. photo Charles Hyland photo Charles and George Hyland Elsie and Edith Hyland (age 3) in England THE EARLY YEARS I was born March 21, 1920. One of my earliest recollections was that my brother, George, and sister, Dora, had saved their money and bought me a doll’s pram for my birthday. It was raining cats and dogs and I insisted on taking it out and cried until Mother let me do it. When I was five and had to go to school, I wouldn’t stay put so they tied me to the seat and I pulled the seat with two of my friends outside with me. We had a large rocking horse in the schoolroom and I was even given rides to make me feel better. .4. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5edf78fd082ff61a47b91e9a067abc37.jpg 885cf2d9d5dd4d4fcea607f12d3c50a3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (8) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 5 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers It was at school that the nightmare of learning to knit begun. I was kept in at recess and it was really their fault of not explaining how pearl and knit stitches looked. At seven, I was promoted to the girls’ school where rigid discipline was in force. We wore uniforms, we marched into the school in twos to piano music, hung our coats and proceeded to the classroom. The whole school assembled for hymns and prayers and any announcements. Our headmistress was so strict we were terrified of her. When I was about 10 years old, I had been left in school at the noon hour for some mischief. My job at home was to set the table for lunch. We had our main meal at noon. When the teacher let me go, I ran so that my Mother would not be upset with me and accidently upset a fire bucket full of water that had a hanging plant soaking in it. Plant and water went everywhere and I kept going. After lunch, the head mistress called general assembly. Who did this deed? I didn’t own up and the whole school was punished. I think I was too afraid, and that was the day I learned to stare anyone down, because the teacher stared at me, but I didn’t rat. We were all supposed to bring sixpence to replace the plant, but Mother wouldn’t even consider it. I was my father’s pet and went everywhere with him. Our home was full of love; we were well fed with my father growing all our vegetables and fruit. Mother worked very hard, too. On Mondays the wash was soaked, then it was washed in hot soapy water, and then put in the copper to boil. The copper fire had to be fed with wood to keep it boiling, then there were two rinses and then put in a blueing water. After this, the clothes were hung outside on the line to dry. Mother had a ritual. Monday was wash day, Tuesday was ironing, Wednesday was mending, Thursday was bedrooms. Fridays the downstairs, and Saturday was baking. Sunday was church and Sunday School. It was a day of rest where we took long walks in the woods. Our diet was a lot of sameness. On Sundays for lunch we had roast lamb with mint sauce or roast beef and always suet pudding and many homegrown vegetables and gravy. For dessert, it was rice pudding or pies. For tea we had thin slices of bread and butter and all kinds of cakes, salads, jello, and of course, tea. Since Monday was wash day, the menu was leftovers. On Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, I stopped on my way to school at the butchers and ordered a shilling’s worth of beef and two pence worth of suet. Mother rolled the meat in flour, salt and pepper, and put it in a roasting pan, smothered it with onions and water and put it in the oven. With these meals she always made a suet pudding and it was served with lots of vegetables from the garden. Dessert was always rice pudding. Saturdays was sausages, and they taste quite different from American sausages. photo Edith Hyland .5. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ed854f030288484d9493b659c45a2434.jpg a343da2df9da21936020f7b452fdcd01 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (9) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 6 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers At Christmas we hung our stockings on Christmas Eve, and they were filled with small coins, nuts, an orange or apple, and a store bought stocking. Christmas Day was church, and then all the usual foods including Christmas pudding and cake which was fruit cake. After tea we were blindfolded and stripped the tree of all its chocolate goodies. Then Jack and I played the piano (he in the bass and I in the treble) with all the Christmas carols and old songs with everyone singing. Later we made ham sandwiches and the grownups had homemade wine. The next day was Boxing Day which is a holiday in England with more food and cheer. After tea was the bran tub which was a tub filled with grain and had many little surprises which blindfolded ones reached in to get. Easter was a Holy time. On Good Friday, Mother took us out in the country to pick primroses. We took along a bag of hot cross buns. I remember being too young to sit through the three hour church service on Good Friday. On Easter Sunday we received a chocolate egg. On Whit Sunday (which is six weeks after Easter) we were allowed to change from black stockings to white anklets with patent leather shoes along with new hats and dresses. How we showed off! In the summer, late July, we had six weeks holiday from school. September began hop picking time and sometimes Mother would go, and we kids picked hops into open umbrellas and were paid by the bushel, which bought shoes, etc. I had two good friends called Jean and Phyll. One day Jean, Phyll and I left and went down through Shadwell Woods talking about what we would wear on our wedding day when Happy Harry, a local character, jumped from a tree. How we ran back to my Mother who pooh-poohed it. She made us walk back through the woods with her but he was long gone. He was always popping up in the different woods and they said he was harmless, but we were scared. Our school was supported by the church (Church of England), so the first hour of each day in class was Bible teachings and the catechism. On Holy Days we marched to church and after services we were released for the rest of the day. Jean and I did the forbidden thing--we walked through the common and in the spring we hunted for violets. We played games of skipping, tag, and many games with a tennis ball throwing it up against Jean’s house. How her parents stood it, ’ll never know, but they never once rebuked us. By today’s standards, our childhood was so much simpler and also much more frugal. One evening in the summer we were walking in the fields and an airplane (small) flew over the hedge row so low and Mrs. Sheerlock was wearing one of those high- crowned straw hats and the wheels of the plane put a dent in it. It was landing and maybe we were in a space that we were not supposed to be. It provided much photo Friend Phyll and her daughter, Sandra, with Edith .6. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/eccc4377760be3b59a065cb8ded6461e.jpg 1040a8846b346d71ca02ff14db0a9a1f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (10) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 7 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers laughter for all of us except her. Mother told us that when Jean’s Mum and Dad were with us that I always insisted on riding in Jean’s pram and she in mine. It embarrassed my parents because Jean’s pram was much more beautiful than mine. The English prams were always so lovely and young mothers felt so much pride pushing them, and I can see why the Americans call theirs buggies. Our music teacher had auburn hair, and when she got angry, she would get red spots on her neck and it would creep up until her whole face was bright red. This one day my three special friends and I decided to make her mad. So when she would take each line individually, we sang normally. Now we stood in the back row, and when she sat down at the piano, we dropped our voices and made horrible noises. She finally got wise and threw the book at us. I dodged and it hit the wall. So she punished me by making me write five hundred words with at least six letters. My three friends each wrote one hundred for me and I put my two hundred on top so it really didn’t bother me. Another day at school a wasp came in through the open window and I was fussing. Miss Gilbert, our home room teacher said, "Sit down Edith." I replied, "I'm not going to let the wasp sting me for you." She said, "Go and stand outside the classroom door." Well, whilst standing there I heard the headmistress’ door open, and I ran and hid behind a heavy drape on an outside door. Then I went back and stood beside the classroom door again. The headmistress returned and saw me and asked, "Why are you here’" I said, "A wasp came in the window." She said, "And you began to fuss". I said yes, not telling her what I had said to the teacher. She said, "Go back to your class and tell Miss Gilbert I've told you to return. You are not learning anything out here." Another day, Mother and Jean’s Mother were raking hay to turn it over to dry, and we loved to ride in the hay wagon. That was the first day we played hooky from school. Too bad one of the teachers passed us on the way to school, and was concerned when we showed up absent and went to our Mothers where they found us hiding in and enjoying the hay wagon. Jean and I were confirmed at fourteen years of age. We wore white dresses, white veils and shoes, we led the procession and giggled the whole time even when the bishop had his hand on our heads. We had not been spiritually prepared, and as I’ve said before, "Might well have been the most conceited girls". Jean an I were inseparable from the days we rode in each others pram. She was an only child and had so many things. Her mother was a dress maker and made some lovely clothes for her, and sometimes me. Every day, twice a day, we walked back and forth to school and would play until bedtime. Every day after school we stopped at Jean’s house where her mother would give us a penny or half penny for sweets, and I loved her dearly for that because she always gave me the same amount as she gave Jean. As kids we spent rainy Saturdays in Jean's Dad's workshop reading to photo Front left is Elsie Back middle is Jean Back right is Edith .7. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/44d705955b08c37e213c395ebf63e7fb.jpg 3b3da9a6cfefa559e52473dbce536107 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (11) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 8 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers<br /><br />each other Grimm’s Fairy Tales. How we loved them! Other than that, we spent our time down in the fields on the farm. We were always gathering wildflowers. One of our favorite games, and if we had been caught would have had some explaining to do (children in England, or my England, were never allowed to go barefoot)- we took off our shoes and socks and then ran and jumped on the cows’ pancakes. The sun would have made a firm coat on them and when we landed on them we would slide. One day a photographer came to take pictures of my Dad and calves to enter into a newspaper competition. Well, we had to devise a plan of how to get into those photos. So we gathered cake (cow’s cake) and held them out to the calves. When one ate from my hand, the photographer got sick. My Dad and his picture won a prize. <br /><br />In my school days, Britain had an empire, so the 24th of May was Empire Day. All the schools in the district met in the Calvery Grounds of Tunbridge Wells. Everyone was dressed in their school uniforms and this included the boys’ schools. Then together, we all sang the National Anthem and a selection of other songs which we had practiced for weeks. Every year "Jerusalem" was sung. A lady visiting the park said that she was spellbound, it was so beautiful. Afterwards, we were dismissed, and living in Rusthall, we had three miles to go. Jean and I opted to walk so that we could show off our new panama hats with the school ribbon. We tied the brim up, and were such conceited little girls. <br /><br />We were thirteen years old when I found something to quarrel about with Jean, and even though she and her mother tried to make up, there was a break in our relationship. About three years later, my mother had a house full of extended family and so I stayed with Jean. Her mother put us together in a big double bed. We talked most of the night and I remember her Mother telling my Mother how wonderful it was to hear our sharing and our giggling. Later she went into the Navy and I in the R.A.F. Years later after my husband Walter died, I made a trip back to England with a friend from Westerville, Molly Wheeler. There I learned that Jean was in a convalescent home with MS. I was truly shocked and went immediately to <br /><br />photo George Hyland and Edith in 1930<br /><br />photo My Dad and His Cows .8. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ab184f2f72eea49da74d196e73a08c09.jpg 5797172323ce4b7d4ba74a797df40fdb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (12) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 9 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers see her. My sister, Dorrie, and I got Jean into the car and took her up to Ashdown Forest. I was wearing a bright yellow jacket over a blouse. She said "That’s one thing I like about Americans is their use of bright colors and I just love that one you’re wearing.” I took it off (much to her shock) and said "It’s yours." She was so thrilled and I’m told wore it often, but that’s the last time I saw her. She died fairly young of MS. I’ve mentioned that my Father was raised Roman Catholic, but my Mother would not have anything to do with that. So my Dad only came to church for baptisms, weddings, and funerals. He walked Mother and us children to church and then sat outside until it was over. He said the "Our Father" each night for us in the military service. I will always remember sitting in the low shed on the manger when it was pouring with rain and him telling me to listen carefully and if I did I would hear the rain way up high and then would know whether it was going to stop or rain much harder. The same in the spring. Dad would ask "Have you heard the Cuckoo yet?” Of course, Dad was always first. In England, large parcels of land belong to rich people, but by law they have to allow people to walk through. The country fields and woods are so beautiful and one can walk for miles without touching a road. Stiles allowed the crossing from field to field which kept the cattle safe. After I left school, and before the war started, I took care of Mary Ann and Phylllappa Flood who had two older brothers who came home at holidays from boarding school. This was a Catholic family, and the one boy, David, was praying that I would be changed from being a poor pagan. I was very happy doing this job. The girls had such a beautiful pram, and J would push them all over the commons in the mornings and afternoons. Later, when the War broke out, the Floods evacuated to the home of Lord and Lady Ann Gunning near Northhampton (Holton Place). It had its own zoo, its own church and cemetery. The original house had been torn down because no one could be found rich enough to maintain it. Winston Churchill had lived in it at one time. The paneling, fireplaces, etc., were all sold individually. The Gunnings had bought this estate and were in the process of converting the stables photo Dora's Wedding Elsie, Edith, and Tom’s Sister photo Flood Children and Edith photo Edith with the Flood Children .9. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e02111bacf7584c8f1635079ce3ac3c8.jpg b175bde2195b8805eebcb09b96765dfd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (13) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 10 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers into a house. Lady Gunning was a free spirit and said that there were friendly spirits who were unhappy about the house being torn down and the beautiful oak trees having been cut and sold for lumber. At this time there were German spies who would signal German planes during air raids. The police were trying to catch them as they moved around. I don’t know if they caught them, but at this time the ghosts started to be active despite the burning candles and fires burning continually in the fireplace of every room. We went to Ross on Rye where Mary Ann went to school at the Ursaline Convent. By this time, Dr. Flood was in Africa and Mrs. Flood had to have surgery. She asked me to take the children to Benediction to pray for her. I had never been inside a Catholic Church. The first time I took the girls, all the nuns were seated on the left side of the church and the lighting was very dim. I didn’t know about genuflecting. I, being nosy, was looking around when the youngest girl genuflected and I was right behind. So not wishing to tread on her, I jumped over her and landed close to the alter steps. Benediction started and I had made the mistake of giving Phylllippa her three English pennies to hold. She threw them over the pews, and before I could catch her, had crawled under the pews to get them. Then the worst happened when the priest held up the Sacrament. Phylllipa took her finger and ran it around a man’s bald head and in the silence everyone could hear her say, *Poor man,! Ewa (Edith), he has no hair!" I got almost hysterical and got us all out of there. Mary Ann is now a Carmelite Nun. Her brother Tim is a Trappist monk, and Phylllippa married an Earl and is now a Lady. I don’ t know about David. THE WAR YEARS It was time for me to be conscripted. Before I went in the RAF, my friend, Phyll, and I decided to take a week in Brighton. We were there the week before the War began, acting exactly like all teenagers do. Patients from the London hospitals were being evacuated and we spent all lot of time watching those activities. Here is where I met the Salvation Army. It had good looking bandsmen. I dated the officer’s son and we had a lot of fun together. My involvement with the Salvation Army really upset my Mother. She felt some stigma attached. Phyll and I spent hours with the bandsmen, and as my Father said to Mother, I could have been doing a lot worse things. I think MAYBE if the war had not interrupted I would have been a photo Phyll and Edith in Brighton, 1937 photo Me Sitting in Front of Dorrie .10. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d4d94f241964030b1c5fbcf4dbaefb62.jpg 9059a26aab7ca4c118ce72fbbaaf461a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (14) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 11 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers Salvation Army officer. There I met Jack, for whom I had no romantic feelings and through me he met my sister Elsie, and the were. married 50 years before she died. I am not blaming the War for my actions. We all complete our own destinies, but that was my own brief encounter with the Salvation Army, and I know they are indeed a very special people. On the Thursday evening of my week, we received a telegram from my Dad saying, "Come home immediately". No way! On Friday we received the second with "immediately" three times, and so we took the last train to Tunbridge Wells. When we came out of West Station, there was my Dad on his way to Brighton to fetch us. The next day, Tuesday, Sept. 3rd, 1939, at 1 1:00 A.M. war was declared. Everyone knew it was coming because although Neville Chamberlain got us a reprieve, we all had been issued gas masks and everywhere air raid shelters were being built. Also, there were large cement blocks situated at all the thoroughfares so that, in event the Germans invaded, the roads could be blocked. The Germans did make two attempts, both by sea, and as they crossed the English Channel, the English poured oil and set fire to it, and the Germans had to fall back. After basic training, tired and apprehensive, we were transferred to Morcombe, and every time an ammunition train came through, ours was put on a siding. We had been given the old dog biscuit stuff to eat, but at Reading there was the Army with hot tea, cocoa, and sandwiches. It took us all day to go from Gloucester to Morcombe where we were put in private billets (which was anyone who had an extra bed had to put you up). I managed to be put with a lesbian in a double bed, but she didn’t bother me because, after being given three shots and a vaccination, I was so sick, and she was very, very good to me. When I walked into that landlady’s dining room and saw the table set with a white tablecloth, I wept. photo Edith and Phyll, 1938 photo Edith in Uniform .11. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8dcacc803816795a4bddc5d47ac0c55b.jpg b81a90cd5515141bdfe9f6093e109553 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (15) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 12 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers World War II was both exciting and scary for me. As the announcement that we were at war was being made on the radio, the air raid sirens were sounded, but it turned out to be an unidentified aircraft crossing the Channel which was a French diplomat. Life moved on with not much happening until one day, hundreds of bombers were flying overhead so low because they were loaded with bombs. I thought they were ours because having got used to sirens wailing night and day, one paid little attention to them. I was home at the time, when a lady came running into the garden shouting to me "Get into the air raid shelter, you silly girl. Can’t you see the swastikas on their wings?" I was watching the two little Flood girls at the time and we were enjoying the sight. Their mother was in the hospital and their father was in Africa with the troops. It was the first real air raid we experienced. That day Biggin Hill was bombed, and it was said that everyone on that airfield was killed except the switchboard operator. Now the practice was that if the planes were attacked or damaged or had engine trouble, they would drop their bombs wherever they were and then bale out. If they went down in their parachutes, twisting round and round, we would cheer because that meant they were dead or badly injured. We had regular bombs and incendiary bombs which lit up the sky like lanterns and were a pretty sight. Everyone had a bucket of sand and a spade to douse them as soon as they hit the ground because a good name for them would have been Fire Bombs. My home in Tunbridge Wells showed the scars of the incendiary bombs. Then there were oil bombs, delayed bombs, and the V2 rockets which traveled faster than the speed of sound and so had done their horrific damage before they were heard. The pilotless aircraft (which we photo Basic Training Edith 4th from left in back row photo Edith .12. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/faa11e2bd382f9670d43161f79fda95e.jpg 60198503af7dce6f7032ab8fa7d2b4a3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (16) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 13 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers called Buzz Bombs) made the sound of an aircraft in trouble. They came in low and when the light went out, they came crashing into the ground and changed their direction sometimes. They did so much surface damage. The rest I’m sure you’ve seen in rerun News programs. Tunbridge Wells was the home of Field Marshall Montgomery when he came home for a short rest. He stayed at the Spa Hotel. Lord HawHaw would announce on the radio "We will be over tonight to bomb Field Marshall Montgomery at the Spa Hotel." Everyone had to do something. If you see the newsreel of St. Paul’s Cathedral, after the bomb hit, of men cleaning up the debris, that is my father wheeling the wheelbarrow. My father had already retired, but that made no difference. He was assigned to travel to London each day to clean up the bomb damage. My sixteen year old brother had to stand on a corner of the church tower with nothing to protect himself with but a pitchfork if a German came along. I asked "Are you afraid?" He said, "I’m more afraid of any ghosts that might be walking around the church cemetery." Actually, as kids, we had run around a German grave from World War One, and the story was if one went around the grave seven times and stuck it with a pin, the devil came and sat on top. We would run round six times and take off as quickly as we could. My girl friend and I were at home when the Battle of Britain began. As soon as the sirens sounded, we dashed off to the open common to watch the dog fights in the sky. We would lie on our backs in the grass and watch the German bombers which came in waves of formation with small delays between them and our little spitfires who flew in and out, with the empty shells falling around us. One day an air raid ambulance came along. The men thought we were injured. My friend was scared and let them put her on the stretcher. I laughed so hard until they, thinking I was hysterical, went to slap me. I came to, fast explaining what we were doing. They were furious until I said "Oh, look. Another wave of bombers." They laid down on the grass with us saying, "We never realized this could be so much fun." The desolation of London was a sight one can never forget. One night I was going home on a 48 hour leave. As we arrived at Paddington Station, the sirens were sounding. I bought a ticket on the underground railway for Charing Cross. I got on the train, but when it got to Bakers Street, the guard was shouting "Everyone out." Previously on a raid, the Thames River sewer gates had been hit, and about 500 people had been drowned in sewage in the underground station that they were using for an air raid shelter. So from then on, the gates were closed in an air raid. I walked around the platform. There were people crying with children, some were playing cards, some eating and drinking, and some were praying. The smell was horrendous. My claustrophobia was getting to me, and J knew that I had to get out of there. The elevators and escalators were stopped. I started to climb the stairs at Baker Street which I believe is the deepest station in London. When I got to the top, there was a bobby. He said, "Where do you think you are going?" I said photo Edith .13. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2e4fc7a22d797ed5701df7d5d64e2e22.jpg 331c853f26480bd3740b7c55ed892909 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (17) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 14 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers "Charing Cross." He said, "Come look outside." Well, there were bombs and the city was lit up with incendiary bombs and the anti-aircraft guns were horrible. I said, “I'm walking." He said, "Put on your tin helmet. If you’ve got the guts to walk, I'll walk with you." He did and when I got to Charing Cross, I bought a ticket for Tunbridge Wells and jumped on a train which was moving out. It took me to within 15 miles of home. I arrived in Tunbridge Wells at 4:00 A.M. and had to walk 3 1/2 miles through the common. It was so dark, and with the blackout curtains up, even if there was someone up, you wouldn’t know it. My home in Tunbridge Wells is located 36 miles from the southeast coast and 36 miles to London, so we experienced much in the War. I was drafted into the Royal Air Force, girls being drafted the same as boys. My mother and sister, Dorie, (who was already in the Air Force), came to London with me the day I went. I had been instructed to bring a knife, fork, spoon and mug. Now, I was too proud to be seen carrying a mug so I didn’t do it. One the train to Gloucester were 800 girls many of whom with I attended school. We had a lot of fun on that train, but what an awakening we had on our disembarkment. Trucks picked us up like cattle, with no seats, and took us to the airdrome where we were given three straw biscuits to put on a metal frame. What a night! My first airfield was Uxbridge which was just outside of London and was back to back with American Headquarters. Then I went to Sheffield and on to Pershore which was underground. Here I worked on the switchboard when one day the signal officer came dashing in. Everyone thought there was trouble, but it was the Air Vice Marshall calling from Group Hqts. and he had said, “Bring me the girl who has my call on her board. I like her voice." And so I went to stay at Abingdon, about 10 miles from Oxford, for the rest of the war. When I had been stationed at Uxbridge, I had an unpleasant experience. One day whilst on duty, a call came for a doctor. The practice was to try each ward until you found him. After I had found him, my board was lit up like a Christmas tree. I answered each one until I got to the last one when a rude, hostile man said "Where the H--- have you been?" I said, "It’s people like you who make life hard for people like me". Within minutes, I was surrounded by signal people, relieved of my duty and sent to Sheffield for training. Every message that passed through the board at Abingdon was scrambled so that the Germans couldn’t intercept it. Before the invasion of Europe, there were so many forces on the street, aimlessly standing around and chewing gum. Most were living on a day-to-day basis as though they were their last days, and for many, they were. photos Churchill and the Troops .14. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7c68b47a4f1a737214ded022cba883dd.jpg 576c3e974eea4c23640b06aadaf5320b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (18) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 15 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers Then came the order "All Military Personnel confined to 25 miles radius." Walter, who later became my husband, stayed in his 25 miles, but I went up to the orderly room, made myself some passes, stamped them with the official station stamp, and proceeded to Newbury to see him before he left for the invasion of Europe. We spent a nice day together. It was a beautiful sunny day in the Oxford area. Oxford University allowed Military Personnel to attend its lectures free which I enjoyed, and it was a privilege to attend. I learned a little about psychiatry. Oxford is a beautiful city. After the nice day with Walter, my mistakes began. I got on the wrong train. It was a milk train which stopped at every station and made me miss my connection at Reading. The station master locked me in the waiting room for the night and awakened me in the morning for the train. In the excitement of realizing I was AWOL, I got on another milk train. Well, I was supposed to be on duty at 8:00 AM. and I realized that I wasn’t going to make it, so I got off the train at Didlot, and stood in the middle of the road saying to myself that the first car down this road would pick me up or run over me. Soon a little sports convertible came down the road, I jumped in asking his destination. He said "Oxford". I said "Which do you think is more important -for you to be in Oxford at 8:00 A.M. or for me to be in Abingdon?” He said, "I’m sure it’s for you to be at Abingdon." When I got close to the airfield I told him that he could let me off, but he said that he’d brought me this far, he’d drive me to the gate. Fortunately for me, the M.P. knew me and said, "All right, Hyland, pass by. I'll pretend I've never seen you." And so I was saved. On the night of the invasion, I knew it was happening. There were so many ships, etc. in the Channel that they could not put enough pins in the board to represent them. At headquarters, one felt that one could walk across the English Channel by stepping on pins. However, the drone of aircraft was continuous. Each plane had three gliders attached to it full of parachuters going to Normandy. This seemed to go on for ever. The news media was saying we’ve only lost 5 or 7 planes and we knew different because there had been seven that crashed around our airfield and those guys were pretty relieved to miss that trip. photo Edith - War Years .15. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/af11e2036f4e08a33c3d167d58bb6c47.jpg 19d90ede701dde8404b12c8b543017ec Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (19) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 16 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers WALTER DAVIS MYERS, JR. Now, I have been asked many times how I met my husband. I was in the R.A.F. and had two friends who were special. It was my birthday and we were going to celebrate it. Barbara, Joan, and I took a bus to Oxford, had tea, then splurged and went to a more expensive dance than usual. After we were there a while, Barbara said, "There’s an awfully nice American who is going to ask you to dance." I had little use for Americans and replied that J did not pay five shillings to come to a dance and then dance with any damn American. By this time, a very nice voice said, "May I have this dance?" Well, in England if you refused a young man’s invitation to dance, you had to sit out the dance, so I danced with him. He was very polite. He asked for the next dance. After this, I said to my friends that I was going to the ladies room and would come back at the other end of the dance floor. I stayed a while, and as I came back I saw him approaching and another G. I. asked me to dance. He jitterbugged and I was being thrown wildly! Walter rescued me, tapping the young man on the shoulder and saying, "Excuse me". The G.I asked if I was his girlfriend. Walter answered yes. The G. I. released me, saying "So sorry". Walter came to Abington the next night where I was stationed. He had to walk 22 miles back to his base. That evening he said, "Would you like to go dancing? " How his poor blistered feet must have felt. I went on leave and left no indication where I was. Walter went to Abington and stood outside the Air Base until he found someone who knew me. After that, I met him often, became engaged, and he left for the invasion of Europe. During this time, he was sent home for a leave of rest, and whilst he was home, the war ended. He had served in Iceland and had enough service to muster out. A year later, I received a cable photo Bud in Iceland 1941 photo Walter and Edith’s Wedding .16. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0346c04100157dc5cf92b161575190d6.jpg f20ad510867a2ded6e92c5610349013d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (20) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 17 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers saying "Have my visas, my passport, your ring. Arriving at Oxford on Valentine’s Day, 1946." I sent a cable saying, "Don’t come. I’ve changed my mind." Received his next cable which said, "Coming anyway." Well, he arrived at Oxford, more out of the train than in it. We were married by special license because his visa was for thirty days. We were married in St. Paul’s Church in Rusthall. I wore the gown that had been wore in the film "Quiet Wedding". Film studios allowed military brides to rent their wedding dresses. It was a heavy white satin. We went to Oban, Scotland, for our honeymoon. I was not a war bride. War brides were girls who had married G.I.s and were brought to the U.S. at the government’s expense. My husband paid for my passage. ON TO AMERICA My brother, Stan, did not like Americans one bit. He wasn’t happy about me marrying an American. Later on when I returned to England with the children, he did come to see me. He said they were not bad looking seeing that they had American blood. My mother was also very against my marriage. She said, "Over my dead body." I, rebellious as ever, told her "O.K. Dr. Flood will give me away." (He was the father of the two little girls I had looked after.) My Dad spoke up and said, Your Mother is head of this house, but I will come wherever you marry to give you away." Mother reneged and we were married from home and we honeymooned in Oban, Scotland. When we left for the U.S. A., my family was very calm except for my Father who laid across the hood of the car and sobbed and had to be lifted off. He died before I was able to return to England, and as one of the neighbors told me “You caused his death. You broke his heart." So comforting. We sailed from Southampton on May 19th, 1946 aboard the Argentina. Wartime conditions still existed and men and women had separate sleeping quarters. We went to Walter’s home which was Coldwater, Ohio. Whilst we were there, Janet was born, May 3, 1947. We then went to Columbus, Ohio, where Walter attended Bliss College on the G. I. Bill. I became pregnant again, and since Janet’s birth had been so difficult, I went back to Montezuma and stayed with Walter’s brother, Howard, until Barbara’s birth on June 22, 1948. Both Janet and Barbara were born at the Gibbons Hospital in Celina, Ohio. When Barbara was born, I was convinced that she had been born with no ears as her head was covered when I first saw her. Walter completely forgot me and dashed to the nursery where they showed him that she really did have ears. Walter got a job with the State, the Public Employees Retirement System, while it was very new. Ron was born in Columbus photo Janet with her Mother photo Walter and Janet .17. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9dcd2a7de8ac2bc0336fe3d5873a5802.jpg fa3d0cda9bd555a24ca85e9f7fb9317f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (21) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 18 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers at Doctor’s Hospital on October 4, 1950, and so our family was complete. All three children are now married. Janet, married to Burrell Denune, has three children, James, Charles and Laura. Janet teaches first grade at Big Walnut Local Schools. She was never a problem child, taking after her father. She made the National Honor Society while in high school and then went on to O.S.U. Barbara is more like me, determined, and got married to Rick Budd when she was nineteen. This did not work out, but they had two little girls, Jody and Robin. Barbara worked very hard to support them as Rick contributed nothing to their support. While Barbara worked at Ohio Bell Telephone, she met Gary Geng whom she married. He is wonderful. He adopted Jody and Robin, and then they had two more daughters, Melinda and Megan. Ron put himself through O.S.U. by managing an apartment complex and painting because he wanted to be his own man. He married Elaine Cotter and they have three children, Nathan, Mark, and Sarah. I am very proud of my children, their spouses, and my lovely grandchildren. Like my Mother, I am superstitious. One day an eccentric lady gave Ron a red vase and told him she had had two on her mantelpiece and an evil spirit had smashed one in the night. If bad things began to happen, he was to get rid of it. He promptly brought it home. Well, Walter and I were not happy with it and we kept a light burning. Everything began to go wrong. After Walter died, I took it outside and turned it upside down. Well, in the morning it was smashed. Ron later asked for it, but it was long gone. We lived in Columbus until 1959 when we moved to Sunbury. I had gone to work at the Ohio Bell Telephone Company when Ron was five. Walter strongly disapproved of a wife working, and that’s fine, except if was a case of photo Janet and Dad photo Mother with Barbara in Janet's Little Cart photo Barbara and Janet photo Janet, Ron and Barbara Myers .18. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/de35240b93a9c725a40581529ff5c224.jpg 406575a865c0f955e1379fce649fc527 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (22) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 19 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers balancing money. Walter had graduated from Bliss College and got hired by Public Employees Retirement System and the benefits were very good but the pay was not. One day after the children were in school, I saw an ad in the paper for Morehouse Fashion needing a part time PBX operator, so I thought "I can do that" and he’d never know. Well, when I got there the job had been filled so I said to myself "What the heck" and I went around to the telephone company, got a job, and told Walter when I left for work on Monday. I took driving lessons after we moved to Sunbury, bought my own car, and drove to and fro. WALTER’S FAMILY Walter’s grandfather was the engineer at the water department in Circleville, Ohio. Walter’s father, Walter D. Myers, Sr. was an engineer in Coldwater, Ohio. He married Altha Belle Davis, who was a teacher. She taught her husband so that he could get his engineering license. Before that, he had made flour at the St. Henry Mill. There his wife had to use the first batch of flour from each making as a tester. Walter Sr. and Altha had five children. Walter was the oldest child. He was born on October 2, 1916. Walter did very well in school. For a while he worked at the Buckeye Overall Factory in Coldwater before he went in the service. He cut overalls and sewed them, and so he did his own patching and everything in the house that needed sewing. I was no good at it, but I had learned knitting. When Walter’s mother died in 1939, it was photo Altha Belle Davis Myers photo Walter Myers, Sr. .19. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/eadc8f44f1ee46358e013a67f540be97.jpg 0f1f10d257a1eb3d6bee2150b3625f6d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (23) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 20 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers a very difficult time for him as they had done the gardening together and were very close. He immediately joined the service to get away. He had big brown eyes and very pretty wavy hair. He died in 1976 from complications of sugar diabetes. Carmen, the only girl, was the next oldest. She married Kenneth Wallick and they had one son, Keith. photo Altha Belle with Carmen and Waller Jr. photo Altha Belle Davis Myers with Children Walter, Carmen, Howard, Forrest, and Roger photo Walter D. Myers, Jr .20. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1e17093f70176a587caf54d158818936.jpg 052d02a48c23fec2d6ac5725219a7905 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (24) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 21 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers Keith, who married a Mexican girl, have a son and daughter. Kenneth is now deceased. The third child was Howard, who married Laura Mae, and they had five sons. They lived in Alaska whilst he was in the Air Force and then they moved to Scottsdale, Arizona. Then he disappeared to find a better life with a new lady. Forest was next. He graduated from Purdue University and got a really good paying job. He and his wife, Reba, live in Virginia. They have one son, Gary. Gary had a shrimp boat up until the time he had a brain tumor and then he had a florist shop. The baby of the family is Roger who married Vonola. Their three sons are Larry, Dale, and Carl. Larry has two boys, Dale has two girls, and Carl had a baby girl who died when she was only a few weeks old. Roger worked for Delta Airlines and has been all over the world. All four boys and Kenneth were in the service, Howard, Forest, Roger, and Kenneth in the Air Force while Walter served in the Army. While Walter was in the Army, he served for a while in Iceland where he had pneumonia twice, and then went to England and was in the invasion of Germany. Myers Children: photo Walter Jr photo Walter Jr. Carmen, Howard, Forest Coldwater, Ohio .21. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/90c3982330bd090c3b1596986e3be9aa.jpg dcdbcea011ddcd1a22f816f42ab6b1fc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (25) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 22 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers TRIPS When Walter and I left England and approached New York, everyone was on deck to see the approach. When the Statue of Liberty looked like a needle, everyone started singing "America". Many were crying. There were other trips In 1953 my Father died. I decided to take the three children to England. We left on Dec. 1 and sailed on the Queen Elizabeth (which one old sailor said sailed like a tug boat and he was threatened with the brig if he didn’t shut up). On the ship, the crew had one smoke stack put out so that Santa could come down the chimney. We spent Christmas with my family and Janet and Barbara went to school in Rusthall. We planned to stay three months, but Janet fell and broke her arm which was one delay. About the time she was over that, she caught whooping cough. Our passage was canceled. The next sailing we could get was from Liverpool on the ship Britannica. When she was far out to sea, the ship was stopped, the Queen Mary which was going to England was stopped, and in life boats they transferred a stowaway to our ship. The sea became very rough and our ship broke a cylinder and we took several extra days to get to New York. Many people have been surprised that I took such a journey alone, but there was no problem except one-we ran into a very rough sea off the coast of Iceland and everyone was sick including me. My three children were the only ones in the dining room that night and the crew let them have anything they wanted including ice cream. When I came to, they were sifting in the center of the cabin eating oranges. So is seasickness real or emotional? Whilst we were in England, Ron was christened in St. Paul’s Church, Rusthall, where Walter and I were married. We went through many woods, played hide and seek at Happy Valley, and visited Toad Rock. I have not seen any territory like this in America, but this maybe is prejudiced. I know the kids enjoyed the rocks and commons. My second trip to England was with Walter when the children were teenagers. I had not flown before. We had an unpleasant happening. Our plane had been delayed two hours arriving in New York and then the cleaning took place. Finally, photo Passport Photo - 1953 photo Edith and Walter, Ron, Janet and Barbara 1953 before Going to England 22 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0f5ac8654cda523641b3e80d77e1cabc.jpg fc9935df8b3193ce987ba4930631f09a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (26) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 23 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers we were on our way to what we thought was a routine trip with the pilot talking to us along the way. When we got to England, the plane kept circling and people were looking up at the plane since it was so low. A canoe capsized with its people staring. Then the pilot told us that on takeoff from New York we had blown two tires and as a precaution there were many ambulances and fire trucks. He told us not to be alarmed as it would be O.K. What a bump and then the plane had to be towed up to the terminal by a tractor. By this time, I had lost my parents and four brothers. The third trip back to England I made with Janet and Burrell. This picture was taken over Beachy Head at Eastbourne. My sister, Dorie, said that this was one of the happiest days of her life. My fourth trip I went with Molly Wheeler, a friend from Westerville who also had come from England, and Sister Marcelle, who I had met at a convent. It was a pleasant trip. I went again with Molly and her husband, Jim. Molly got sick and Jim wanted to return to the U.S. but I said "No". I felt Molly could get good medical treatment in England and they were both very grateful to me and ended up having a very good time. We went to Lands End where the sea amongst the rocks is so rough, and of course that is where the pirates hung out. We passed through the Douchy of Cornwall where all the land belongs to Prince Charles, but the farmers are allowed to let their sheep graze there and there are sheep everywhere. If you could see those sheep you would know why they say sheep are dumb. They roam and sleep in the middle of the roads. We also went to Plymouth where Sir Francis Drake was bowling when he heard of the Spanish Armada. It is said that he insisted on finishing his game before meeting the Spaniards. There is a small village in Devon called Appleforer. To this day the descendants are what is left behind from the Spanish Armada. They still carry Spanish onions to sell from long poles held over their shoulders. I later traveled to England with Janet’s son, James, and Barbara with her daughters, Jody, Robin, and Melinda. Later on, I took Charles when he turned 8. Later on, Janet and Laura went with me. In December of 1994, I went back to see Dorie who wasn’t well. Finally, my last trip home was in July of 1996 with Janet to attend my sister, Dorie’s, funeral. Afterward, Janet and I went to Bradford, Yorkshire and drove through Sherwood Forest where we could envision Robin Hood. We went to Harden which was the home of the Bronte sisters. We saw the school where one taught and the little church where their father pastored. He must have been a strange man for he ate all his meals in the sitting room. It was around this table that the sisters’ photo Day at Beachy Head at Eastbourne in 1971 Janet, Edith, Alex, and Dorrie Having Tea 23 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/dd9f4175e3e6523060f09560d04e80b2.jpg 72c2479d45f1d957e6889a90fbb7da90 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (27) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 24 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers imagination and the bleak moors inspired the writing in their books. For many years there had been many deaths in this area, especially of young children. In later years, it was discovered that the water they drank from below the churchyard had passed through the cemetery and was full of bacteria. One of the Bronte sisters had a dog and when the girl was sick, it sat outside her bedroom door. When she died, it sat by her grave until it too, died. We climbed on the moors. One minute you can be in bright sunshine, and the next step can take you into dense fog. There were many wild ponies on the moors and we passed by the Dartmouth Prison which is surrounded by moors. We stayed with Nellie’s granddaughter, Mandy, and her family for a few days, and then we went to Devon to visit my nephew, Richard. He took us to see Stonehenge which is unexplainable and awesome. We also saw the while horse down on a hillside in chalk. Richard didn’t know the origin but said that there were others. Richard and his wife took us to an old copper mine where boys of eleven had to work a hundred years ago. The mine was so deep and it took them so long to enter that they had to stay Monday through Saturday. The guide told us that they died in their early twenties because of the chemicals. While underground, they only had Cornish pastries to eat throughout the week. The only time the poor people got to ride in a wagon was when there was a death in the immediate family and they were given a ride to the cemetery and then had to walk back. The rich were rich, and the poor, poorer. We also spent a day in Torquay which is like any other seaside town. This trip was more than enough for me. All my family in England was gone and England had changed. I have been on three cruises with Gary, Barbara, and their children. The last one was Melinda’s graduation present from high school and Laura was able to go, too. We went to St. Croix, Jamaica, St. Thomas, the Cayman Islands, Mexico, and San Juan. The cruises were nice, but I prefer rougher seas. St. Croix had millions of termites and they looked horrible fastening themselves to trees. Caymen Island was very clean, and St. Thomas was the place to buy gold. San Juan, I didn’t like. Jamaica was very picturesque. photo Edith Dressed in a Costume of 100 Years Earlier- Taken at the Copper Mine 24 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/06a155ceb4750f28f86a88ba2f77f282.jpg 61e6f2985b4121ef5e61345b5017fe1d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (28) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 25 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland Myers I have also been to Myrtle Beach several times, sometimes with Janet’s family, sometimes with Barb’s family, and sometimes with both. It is one of my favorite places to visit. I have also been to Florida several times, sometimes with Barb and Gary as we visited with his folks. On year I went with Gary and Barb and family up the east coast for the fall colors and then to Maine and Rhode Island where the rich had their yachts parked. After Walter died and the children were living their own lives, I told my Parish Priest at St. Mathew’s Episcopal Church in Westerville, "I'm going away for a few days and I am not going to tell my family, but I will let you know where I am in case of an emergency." He replied, "I don’t like you doing this, but I know just the place for you to go and deal with your grief-the Convent of the Transfiguration at Glendale near Cincinnati. The nuns will not bother you, but will be there for you if you so wish." I parked in the Convent parking lot and sat for a few minutes and thought, "What the heck am I doing here?" A nun came out and said, "Are you Mrs. Myers?" I replied that I was and she told me to come in. She showed me to my room and told me I was invited to share in as many of their services as I cared to and I’m thinking, "That’s easy, none." I got a tour of the dining room, the chapel, the church , and the grounds. The Convent grounds and the chapel are just beautiful. The next morning I met a young Sister, Sister Marcelle, who had lost her father the same week as Walter’s passing. We spent most of the day together and became very good friends. She later went on a trip to England with me and Molly. When she decided to leave the Convent, I was the first person she called to tell of her decision. She now lives in Baltimore, Maryland, and to put it in her own words, “living in sin with an exMonk". She is physically disabled and if they were to marry, she would lose her social security benefits. It was through Sister Marcelle that I was introduced to Milford Retreat Center which is also a beautiful place. There are vast grounds with a modern chapel that still has the old world charm. There I met Ken, a priest, who was making a retreat there. He was also arranging a trip to Italy. It had been five years since Walter had died, and I had still not shed a tear. It was all held inside. I went to Mass. The Priest was telling about the young priest in El Salvador. He had been threatened to stop taking care of the poor or he would be killed. He continued and wrote the song "Be Not Afraid". As I went up to receive, a tear left the Priest’s eyes and my eyes answered. I became a babbling idiot, and when he left, I did, too. I went to my room, throwing myself across my bed. Ken came in, picked me up and rocked me, praying and singing. I said, "Put me down". He said, "Let it all go." I said, "I’m hungry." He said, "All right, wash your face and I’ll be back." Well, I thought about leaving, but Ken came back and we went to the dining room. He said to the other table occupants, "Excuse Edith. She had wimpy soup for lunch." This broke the ice and we became good friends. photo Edith and Jody at Myrtle Beach .25. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ace9bb818e3622ba0a0e026883930e22.jpg 880548d5e1461dfa823c75392505d3da Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (29) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 26 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland The following summer I retired early from Ohio Bell and went on a trip to Italy with Father Ken and ten others. We went from the toe of Italy up to Milan. Sorrento was the first place we went to and we stayed in a new hotel which unfortunately for me had no screens and the air conditioners were not working yet and mosquitoes had a feast on me. Fortunately, we had a doctor traveling with us and he was able to prescribe a quick healing. One of the places where we stayed was Assisi that had a little chapel that St. Francis had prayed in and some of the brothers grumbled that the order was too strict. St. Francis asked God if he should change it and God told him that it was the way He wanted it to be. The monastery was large and one of the brothers told me that they pray for anyone crossing their threshold. It made me feel good. We visited the spot where the Nativity took place. St. Francis, not being a priest, could not say Mass. The creche in the rock was the crib, and St. Francis brought a live ass and ox and stood with his hands on each of them. It was very mountainous region, quiet, and peaceful. The paintings in Italy were so beautiful and the crown coming out of the forehead with jewels. It was here where the body of St. Clare was lying on a slab of marble and she looked exactly alive except for a little support for her nose. A Jewish man, his wife and I were the only non-Catholics in the group. We stood aside and the Jewish doctor said that I could make a fortune. My roommate bought what she thought was a bottle of wine (not speaking Italian), we drank it by the glass, and got sicker than dogs because it was a liquor. (WHAT A LESSON) Rome was full of history and the Vatican was enormous. The Sistine Chapel with the painting by Michelangelo on the ceiling put one in awe. In the church was a black statue, and I still don’t know who it was, but each person passed his hand over one foot which had been wore very smooth, and I thought, "O.K. I'll do it,too" because I didn’t want to miss out on anything. St. Mark’s Square was very impressive. In Venice we took a gondola ride and although the pictures are all very beautiful, the water was filthy, I’m very proud of the picture I took there --- the best I've ever taken. Naples was where the smell of photo Italy photo Father Ken and Edith Trip to Italy .26. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/594dd513fe4b3420210f8a121c22a241.jpg a7003acf2b6fe4c05d0b4032edd2775f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (30) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 27 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland lemons was great. It seemed that everyone had lemons. The road to Melfi was a nightmare. Traffic was backed up for miles. We met a bride trying to get to the church and she as so frustrated that she had thrown her veil off. We saw one wedding, so different from ours! The bride and the groom arrived at the church together. All their friends and the Priest stood outside waiting for them. The wedding pictures were then taken. The bride and groom led everyone back into the church where every nook and crook was filled with gardenias. Another day we went to the Isle of Capri where I had always wanted to go ever since it had been the first popular song I learned to play on the piano. We saw the Blue Lagoon which was really blue. The Leaning Tower was leaning. The remains at Pompeonici were depressing. So little was left after the volcano erupted. The people had become so wicked and many felt this was an act of God, but I don’t agree. So many lost their lives and the volcano ash got into everything. There was one figure by small fountain, which the guide said "was two brothers who put wine it it so that their mistresses would get drunk and their sexual desires were sated". The churches in Italy were awesome and each one, to me, seemed to be more beautiful than the rest. Again the group was each lighting a candle, and not wishing to be left out, I did, too. The food on the trip was good and they served wine at every meal and everyone insisted it was safer than the water. A sad part of the trip was the little girls begging and I was told that their parents were watching from the perimeter to keep them safe. One day I was looking in my purse to give a girl something when she reached under her shirt and pulled out a beautiful leather pocketbook the likes of which I had never owned. The Pope gave us a special blessing, reading our names out loud and he went to shake hands with me, but I didn’t move, and he shook hands with a little Italian girl next to me who promptly fainted. They do not use deodorant or shave their legs and although she had beautiful white clothes on, she was not good to be next to. The people stood with arms outstretched with rosaries and holy things for the Pope to bless. I had bought three but they were back at the hotel. When we got to Milan and went to the cathedral, I asked my priest friend to bless them, and brought them black to my friends. I was one of seven at the Vatican who got to go down where they are still excavating under the Vatican. The early Christians lived down there. The Popes were buried down there and there are bones they believe may be the bones of St. Peter. The trip was in 1982 and this was before the Pope was shot and he walked pass the crowd. It was a beautiful trip. It was very hot, and in Rome when there was a traffic jam, all the drivers would just let their cars sit and they would jump out to see what was going on. When the traffic moved they'd jump back in their cars and away they’d go. I threw coins in the Trevi Fountain which the superstition is that you will return to Rome. A great hope, I'll grant you. After I returned home, I stayed close to Ken who was a priest in Hamilton, Ohio. I made visits to Milford, where we met, and visited Houston Woods where I finally released Walter to Our Lord. I stood by a stream of water and said "As that water flows away around stones or objects, I release Walter to You, Lord," and then .27. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5cc5fae2bac0342ef4db572e0acc8778.jpg 2507224eaf2caaf2bba79b9ff6021146 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (31) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 28 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland I ran and it was then that I was able to accept it and go on. As I said before, I had taken early retirement to take the trip to Itlay because Ohio Bell would not give me enough time off. I AM TRULY GRATEFUL FOR THIS TRIP. CHURCH AND ORGANIZATIONS I attended St. Matthew’s Episcopal Church in Westerville for many years and was the Alter Guild director for seven years. The Cross outside the church was erected by our family in memory of Walter. I was a Shepherd and prayer counselor and very active until I was on a committee of three people to decide whether we should recommend my friend Ceci for priesthood. It was most shocking to me how the priest, Ron Albert, reacted. To say the least, Ceci left the church and turned to the Catholic Church. She had four Doctorate degrees and is now at the Neumans Center on OSU campus where she teaches a class. She and her husband taught English at the Josephinium College and are now divorced. I later turned to the Catholic Church, too. Walter and I had joined the Moose and he served in some positions. I went through the chairs, became senior regent and ultimately a member of the College if Regents which meant I could wear a red stole. It is a good organization, taking care of children whose parents have died, educating them through college, and also some married skill. It also photo Edith - Top Left and Friends of Moose Lodge photo Edith- Moose Lodge Became a Member of College Regents photo Walter and Edith Moose Celebration .28. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fa6a78b3d44e117458d40c7f90e1a73c.jpg b59cc65ea11908dc64c772a9b53893f1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (32) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 29 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland cares for the sick and elderly at Moosehaven in Jacksonville, Florida. The Moose has a bar, and many dances and dinners, so there was always much entertainment. Being it’s in Worthington, I don’t go much anymore. Coming home late one night on the Worthington Road, a man stood in the road and I stepped on the gas and he jumped, but fear went through me and whether her needed help or mischief I'll never know. I joined the American Legion from Walter’s service record. I quickly became president of the Westerville Post. We made trips to Chillicothe Veterans Hospital twice a year to give the veterans who had had birthdays since we were last there a party. There was lots of cake and dancing. I attended conventions twice in Toledo, once in Columbus, and once in Cincinnati. We had reunions, marched in parades on Memorial Day, made and put poppies on World War I veteran’s graves on the Otterbein, Pioneer, and Blendon Cemeteries. We had Easter egg hunts and Halloween parties for the kids, and sent Valentine and Christmas cards to our boys in the service through Louisville, Kentucky. We had moved from Columbus to Sunbury when Janet was in the eighth grade, and found the community to be very tight, so our friends and acquaintances lived in the Gardens, too. I didn’t have much time to neighbor, and also the English in me didn’t want me to mix without a formal introduction. I worked at Ohio Bell odd hours and eventually till 5:00 P.M. when Walter and I were able to travel back and forth together. It seemed that things were beginning to shape our way, but Walter became sick and then went blind. God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to perform, and Walter’s blindness made a closeness that’s unexplainable. I listened to tapes with him and read to him, and it seemed that he could read my thoughts. When I read the Bible to him, he could tell me where I had left off because I hadn’t a clue. He insisted that I keep my job and thank God he did for it paid big dividends to me. I worked there for 22 years or so, met many people, both black and white, and did some crazy things. One Christmas Eve before going to the office, we went to a black bar, and the guys kept buying us drinks. When we got to the office, the boss said, "Don’t open your desks." I fell asleep in the lounge and there was poor Walter driving around looking for me. I first had worked as a long distance operator and really enjoyed it, but I was promoted in a year to supervisor. This looking for faults in others was not my bag. I then became a toll investigator and from my desk could call anywhere in the U.S. to find people who photo Laura Denune, Megan and Melinda Geng American Legion poppy Days .29. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ea245a2b688714e391d643838179b575.jpg 82072fdf4f1de84c30fc6b14f0a99ef0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (33) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 30 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland were cheating or equipment that was failing and correct it. It was very interesting and challenging and it was amazing whom one met on line. I retired from toll investigation. In later life I’ve had some bad luck. An elevator at work fell with me, I’ve had knee surgeries, a broken wrist, a broken ankle, a broken hip which needed replaced and an hysterectomy. I’ve been bothered with back problems. Perhaps I'll write more about this later. I have a rotten, spoiled cat named Sunshine who spends time, sometimes happy, sometimes crazy, but he keeps me mouse free which is one creature I really fear. For that reason I was never able to go into an air raid shelter because of them being underground and often the home of field mice. photo Edith at Home - 1998 photo Ron, Elaine, Edith, Janet, Walter holding James Easter 1973 photo Costume Party Won 1st Prize .30. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/abb616483d2844f3cb5c30e85f8ffbd9.jpg 5c3505a907e0131df6a1a6de312f0a24 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (36) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 33 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland photo Charles Denune and Dog, Bear photo Ron, Mark Nathan, Elaine Sarah Myers 1992 Charles, James Burrell, Janet Laura Denune 1992 .33. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0f9264ed149216568b5f8bd1a2e1a842.jpg b12153f36fe5ddc57f096d8d389e4a67 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (37) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 34 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland photo Gary, Barbara Megan, Robin Jody, Melinda Geng photo Cousins: Megan Geng and Sarah Myers photo The Grandchildren .34. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b2048b0b77513b2e37eb1fbaa3fe520e.jpg 1c7cbc16c0a13106e91f67b2b02e687a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace (38) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to unnumbered page 35 of England Was My Birthplace by Edith Mercy Hyland The writings wore never concluded because my mother, Edith Hyland Myers, had a heart attack on December 29th, 1998. If not for her granddaughter, Megan, she would have died that night. Megan was able to get help. However, Mom never regained consciousness and died a month later on January 28, 1999. I'm sure she would have had many more stories and pictures to include but I decided not to add anything to her work - I just rearranged her writings into some sort of order I hope she would a approve of. She had not done this yet as the book was a work in progress. Her daughter, Janet Denune http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e431e7d5cc13ecc2af3f310bd9ff0486.jpg 9aa8cea4032cc44be583d145ff4517b3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. Items in this collection generally contain genealogical information about the families, personal anecdotes, and images of family members. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource England Was My Birthplace Subject The topic of the resource Hyland family--Genealogy Local history--Ohio--Delaware County--Sunbury Myers family--Genealogy Personal Narratives--Edith Mercy Hyland Myers (1920-1999) Personal Narratives--Walter Davis Myers, Jr. (1916-1976) World War II, 1939-1945 Description An account of the resource In this family history, Edith Mercy tells the story of her childhood growing up in England, her parents and siblings, schooldays, her time spent in service during WW2, where she meets her American husband, Walter Davis Myers, Jr. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Author Edith Mercy Hyland Myers Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Community Library, Sunbury, Ohio Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 2000 Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource Book Language A language of the resource English Type The nature or genre of the resource Still Image Text Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 31145774 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fbef65867f1c5907a4e043827a8f0c6a.jpg 04f2bdb2d72831ae560a8b59b9664596 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (1) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to cover of A Little Bird Told Us http://66.213.124.233/files/original/91e576833ba14e797d1ccc26478782cd.jpg e47f59911c5936ca66c6c72fa7ac0504 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (2) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to title page of A Little Bird Told Us By Eskham and Ethel Hayes Community Library Sunbury , Ohio 1995 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d8cef1887a2e19a51711ddf36610a1f1.jpg db0db597c149ab8f40b3f71a49c15882 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (3) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to photo of the authors of " A Little Bird Told Us" Ethel & Eskham 1992 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fec52b658a2011cfcccbe1903ce017e6.jpg 59a91b0a5ab95ce3137582b9e409af90 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (4) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to Preface of "A Little Bird Told Us " Preface In April 1995, I started a program at the Community Library called 'For Our Children's Children' using Bob Greene's book, To Our Children's Children, as a guide. many members of the community were asked to come to the library, pick up a copy of the book and begin a tour down memory lane. Eskham and Ethel Hayes attended that meeting and when it was over they were still sitting with their heads together discussing his first Valentine of which she knew nothing. Thus the journey began. Monthly, Eskham and Ethel attended an open discussion group to help trigger the memories and erase the fears of committing them to paper. It has been a long process as their notebooks traveled to the library to be input into the computer, to the Hayes' household for editing, back to the library for computer corrections, etc. You are holding the end result of a seven month labor of love. You have a rich family heritage and I hope this will start each of you on your own journey as you continue the tradition. Enjoy! Polly Horn Community Library Director http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d3f913139af9275f65d3dd898d4b77e.jpg 176c68d30839e42de5a34af7ca0ffb5f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (5) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 2 of A Little Bird Told Us Ancestors Ethel's Grandparents Great, Great Grandfather Samuel Gilmore was born at sea 8 days before landing from Ireland. Grandmother Nancy Stephens married Andrew Rich March 1860. They had one daughter, Ella Rich. Grandmother then married Samuel Gilmore who had two children, Wesley, and Sade. They had daughters, Mary Elizabeth Jane and Louisa Belle. Twin boys died at birth. My mother's mother lived on Frambes Avenue in Columbus. She and my aunt took in students as roomers to make their living. I never enjoyed going there because I always had to be quiet. My grandmother had a piano and I really wanted to play it but I had to be quiet because grandmother was old (she was 86 at death) and I couldn't disturb the students that might be studying. I did enjoy sitting on the front porch and swinging while I watched the people go by. My grandmother always wore a black or dark dress and always a lace trimmed black bonnet. She had one with no lace that she wore at night. My grandmother Gilmore was always known for being very frank. She only said what she thought regardless who was around. When I was a small girl she was at our new home one time and a couple came to buy sheep from my Father. Pictured top right is Nancy Rich Gilmore Ethel's Grandmother .2. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/33051360bc2f424ca3546a704ba6d88c.jpg 6fc7c5bd19aad829f15ae16ed51fcc69 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (6) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 3 of A Little Bird Told Us The man went to see the sheep and the lady was invited in the house. She had on riding britches and when she sat down she tried to wrap her coat around her legs and my grandmother said, " I think I would try to cover them up too." When my parents were first married my father didn't like fat meat and she told him he would see the day that he would be glad to have a piece of fat meat. Another saying of hers was that she told my father that any woman could and would be a good cook if she had plenty of supplies to run to. I have been told I am like my grandmother Gilmore because some times I speak and then listen. My grandmother Gilmore died when I was in the 4th grade. And I remember going to Monroe County to her funeral. We went by car as far as Quaker city and from there to the cemetery we rode in buggies. The road was nothing but mud. I don't remember riding in buggies before we got a car. Our first car was an Overland Sedan. It had side curtains you put on if it rained or in the winter time. I can remember they used to leave one curtain off in winter time or I would get sick. We didn't go much in the wintertime. When he completed the local school, my Father went to Lebanon, Ohio, and took a six weeks course. He passed his test and he went back to Calais and was hired to teach in a one room school. I think he was paid $15 a month, walked 5 miles to school. He was janitor as well as teacher. My mother just attended the local school. .3. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/26e33bfa10660292b5450c8f2bd1b33c.jpg 59940694121c20ef87218a4f2e3838f5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (7) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 4 of A Little Bird Told Us Ed's Great-Grandparents The story has been passed down through the years is that Bazeal's real family name is Hohimer. His father suppossingly died and his mother brought his sister and him to Kentucky from Virginia. Then she married Isaac Hayes who reared Bazeal. Bazeal was born March 28, 1806, but no other record has been found. Bazeal Hayes 1806-1877 1. Married Sarah Pack in 1825. Had 13 children in 25 years. Sarah died in 1849. He was without a wife 3 1/2 months. 2. Married Ardelia Bowling in 1850 when she was 14 years old. They had 14 children including one set of twins, Walter and Matthew. Bazeal Hayes is buried between his two wives in George Creek Cemetery in Kentucky above Charley on a hill above Mary Church. EB and I along with Jeffery Stimmel and Ralph Boggs visited the grave. His second wife, Ardelia has to be admired for accepting such responsibilities. Three of his children were married, two were older and one the same age as she, one was only two. She was mother to 10 when she got married. In the first four years she had two pregnancies that ended in miscarriages. Then she had eleven more. Her last child was born when Ardelia was 42 and Bazael was 71 years old. This child only lived 5 months. There was one set of twins. Pictured lower left is Ardelia Hayes Bazeal Hayes' wife Eskham's Great - grandmother .4. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f19886ea2cc9a50d8a3b051f04341915.jpg cb29a7070a470dfb2fcc5c324b51f946 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (8) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to title page 5 of A Little Bird Told Us They were not identical, Walter and Matthew. She told EB's Aunt Eva that her grandmother Ardelia told her Walter came first and the doctor said, "there is another one and I laughingly told him I don't want it." The twin named Walter was Eskham's Grandfather. Walter Hayes (12-6-1865 to 8-23-1930) married on 3-19-1885 Sarah Frances Daniels (3-25-1867 to 1-6-1932) 1. Linzie Hayes (2-6-1886 to 7-18-1972) Married Maude Preston (1-24-1886 to 9-16-1973) 2. Bazeal (Bas) Hayes (5-27-1888 to 10-24-1965) Married Amanda Alice Ramey (6-20-1890 to 7-11-1862) 3. Eva Hayes (3-10-1893 to 5-25-1985) Married South Dixon (5-8-1889 to 3-24-1957) Pictured top right Walter Hayes (twin) Eskham's grandfather .5. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bed2733fa2b73fbe498670a01f5a488e.jpg bba27cc2d4e2f66fb0ba18cde4fc0774 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (9) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to 6 page of A Little Bird Told Us Ethel's Family Mordecia Harvey Warner 9-5-1871 to 3-25-56 Married 8-31-1892 Louisa Belle Gilmore 4-17-1874 to 6-28-36 1. Mildred Elvira Warner (5-23-1895 to 7-11-1907). Burned to death when 12. 2. Rodney Johnson Warner, twin (9-16-1897 to 12-11-1969). Married 9-9-1920, Esther Mae Winget( 5-6-1893 to 4-17-1983) 2. Roger Barton Warner, twin, (9-16-1897 to 11-20-1983). Married on 1-2-1920 a. Jessie Von McAdams (8-31-1900 to 6-12-1936) Married on 12-21-1940 b. Gladys Marie Jacoby (11-21-1898 to 2-5-1988) 3. Thurman Gilmore Warner (5-20-1902 to 12-29-1982) Married on 10-31-1921 Josephine Olney Woodward (11-26-1906 to 2-6-1986). 4. James Hubert Warner (11-5-1904 to 9-26-1988) Married on 6-20-1929 Helen Louise Borst (4-9-1904 to 1-6-1984). Pictured is Harvey Warner, Ethel's Father 1938. Louisa Warner, Ethel's Mother 1931. .6. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/725785ba6e9dce76b07a0a5b19b18938.jpg f71c711d13237d94d23abdb89ff573c5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (10) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 7 of A Little Bird Told Us 5. Hildred Harvey Warner (7-22-1908 to 12-30-1991) Married on 11-26-1932 Helen Rhuemilla Arthur (4-8-1910 to 3-19-1995) 6. Shirley Ethel Warner (6-29-1913 - ) Married on 9-4-1937 Eskham Bas Hayes 10-24-1911 to - ) Ethel's Parents Before Marriage Pictured at left is Louisa Belle Gilmore, Ethel's mother. Pictured at right is Harvey Warner and Louisa Gilmore. .7. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5508bd79f745ff2aaf75c39c59feb6d4.jpg 606afa2d39e0b40fe81d0f8f54703201 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (11) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 8 of A Little Bird Told Us Ethel's Parents Wedding Picture Pictured is Mr. and Mrs. M. H. Warner .8. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e8ec5fd51e214a3f3e822176f95d5b8e.jpg 191eb85edf3b0b2967da5d8ec89e9150 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (12) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 9 of A Little Bird Told Us Eskham's Family I. Bazeal (Bas) Hayes 95-27-1888 to 10-24-1965) Married Amanda Alice Ramey (6-20-1890 to 7-11-1862) A. Walter Douglas Hayes (8-6-1908 to 9-3-1977) Married on 11-3-1928 Charlotte Rhoads (10-21-1909 - ) B. Aubrey Hayes (10-9-1909 - 12-7-1995) Married 10-21-1939 Julia Ann Smee (3-11-1920 - ) C. Eskham Bas Hayes (10-24-1911 - ) Married 9-4-1937 Shirley Ethel Warner (6-29-1913 - ) Our Family a. Mary Louisa (6-12-1938 - ) Married on 8-10-1958 Kenneth Mackley (7-20-1938 - ) b. Alice Maxine (6-23-1939 - ) Married on 8-30-1959 Jack Leroy Stimmel (11-12-1935 - ) Pictured is Amanda Alice Hayes, Eskham's mother. .9. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/40781f318f5b3a90ca6f9aea17f4bc1b.jpg e8e9654b406f9c6534cd1b9fc8129ccc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (13) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to title page 10 of A Little Bird Told Us c. Eskham Bas Jr. (7-31-1944 - ) Married on 5-22-1970 Clarice Jeane Disbennett (5-22-1949 - ) d. Shirley Juanita (8-20-1945 - ) Marred on 9-6-1964 a. Michael Lee McMullen (11-24-1944 - ) Married on 4-5-1986 b. Patrick M. McFadden (11-25-1946 - ) Eskham's Family Pictured is the Hayes family - Eskham, Aubrey, Walter, Mother and Father .10. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ae5fa4e6831052faf5d5417b4f3d19d9.jpg e8f71891b00071b10c835cdc00507104 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (14) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 11 of A Little Bird Told Us Eskham and Ethel Remember I have very poor memories of grandparents. all I remember of my father's father was going back to his funeral. Rodney carried me upstairs to see My Aunt Jennie who was bedfast. they wanted me to talk to her thru a funnel connected to a tube and she had the other end of the tube in her ear. She was very hard of hearing. I wouldn't talk to her. I don't remember even seeing my Grandfather. I remember being at Grandmother's once and she was preparing a chicken. She washed the chicken with soapy water to be sure it was clean. The when she cut it up she pulled the lining from the intestines and fried them in a skillet until they were real crisp. They sure were good. Eskham had fond memories of visiting all of his grandparents. His grandfather Hayes fell from the back of a pick-up truck and was killed. His grandfather Remy lived in southern Ohio. We visited him when the girls were about 2 and 3. He had a lot of black hair, snappy black eyes and was 6 feet tall. He asked EB to go to the garden with him and tell him what was wrong with his ground. His sweet potatoes were so large the ground was cracked about the ridges. They were sure good sweet potatoes. At that visit I admired a beautiful small pedestal cake plate that was in his cupboard. He gave it to me. We went down to buy some sorghum molasses and Grandfather took us to a neighbor to see some. He said it wasn't good because it had a "farewell taste". So we wet to another neighbor and bought 25 gallons. Of course, we shared it with my brothers. My father joined the Church of Christ when young. It was a church that didn't believe in instrumental .11. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0fe6a51041f75636b2ebbf1f725895f3.jpg 168a8681b35c1c92a08ab3c2545f3ec1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (15) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 12 of A Little Bird Told Us music although they did a lot of singing. My mother was raised a Methodist. Mother always said they didn't like my grandparents to be together because they always argued religion or politics. The Warners were Democrats and the Gilmores Republicans and they were of different religions. There was only one church in Woodstock. It was Universalist. My dad didn't like that but Mother always encouraged me to attend the Sunday School. I wasn't until after we were married and had our children that our family was baptised as a unit and EB and I joined the Methodist Church in Sunbury. I think we joined in 1950 and have been active ever since. The children went thru confirmation classes and joined later. I always told everyone that it was tough to be raised by 5 older brothers. They were different personalities but I adored them all. Four of them were OSU graduates and all were school teachers at the same time. R.B. and R.J. became School superintendents. J.H, left teaching and became a County Agent. J. H. later became a beef specialist at O.S.U. R. B. was the first to combine Agriculture and Superintendent. H.H. left teaching and worked as a Armour meat salesman. T. G. quit school during his senior year because he got married. Josephine was a freshman. Thurman and Josephine weren't permitted to finish school because they were married. Josephine was an only child born after her father and sister died. She was raised by her mother and grandmother. Thurman and Josephine had 13 children, one died at 8 months. Thurman always farmed with our Father until he moved to Utica. Josephine was very active in club work and could do all kinds of handiwork. They came to Florida to visit us .12. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0859ff64a12b390b9ae78e34cef8d804.jpg 962d294828297a6f2d01aac45f0fd2fb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (16) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 13 of A Little Bird Told Us one time and she taught me to 'tat' after I learned to tie many knots. I think for the knowledge of my grandchildren I would like to include the story of my sister. She was the first child my mother and Father had. She was a very pretty 'red headed girl' named Mildred Elvira. She was 2 1/2 when my twin brothers were born so she acted as their babysitter. When she was 12 1/2 Mildred was putting wood into the cook stove. The sticks were put in from the front and as she opened the door flames came out and caught her hair and dress on fire. She ran out the door and Rodney (only 10) ran after her and rolled her on the ground. Doctors did all they could to help her and she lived 21 days. I am sure with the new medicines we have today she might have recovered. Hubert was a baby when this happened. Hildred was born a year and 11 days later. Hildred is used for either boy or girl and that was near as they could come to Mildred. My brother Hildred was always disgusted whenever he got mail from some girls' school or cosmetic company. The fact that I was a girl when I arrived 5 years later made them happy. Pictured is Mildred Warner, Ethel's sister. .13. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c18c83efbf6bcd652d89d2f9a0258b04.jpg 3a4a0ebf01de810df9574c37c9255c8f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (17) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 14 of A Little Bird Told Us In the Beginning . . . The morning I was born my twin brothers were sent on horseback to notify the doctor. When the doctor left he asked my Dad what he was going to call me. He said, "Nancy Jane." About the time of our 25th wedding anniversary, we were required to get our Social Security numbers. When I sent for our birth certificates, I found that Shirley Ethel didn't exist. My father was still living and Juanita was working at the State office so we got it straightened out. My mother has told it took two weeks to settle on my name. EB's birth certificate was messed up, too, but he got his corrected. We didn't need them for marriage. It was just a government ruling. We told the children we had 4 illegitimate kids before we got our names straightened out! Pictured are Eskham B. Hayes (1911) on the left and Shirley Ethel Warner (1913) on the right. .14. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7703247afdfbd23b0bce5b579ee76c9f.jpg 2f59cd13afbc635c5e4eff5dd825571f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (18) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 15 of A Little Bird Told Us My childhood time was spent in Woodstock. We moved there when I was 2 1/2. I remember going to a Red Cross auction during World War I and I rode on my father's shoulders. I don't remember my brothers being in the service, but they were on the train from Columbus to enter the war when it ended. They had their basic training in Columbus and were on their way to Chillicothe for the army assignment. I remember my twin brothers coming home from OSU and there was always candy, peanuts or gum in their pockets for me. At that time I wearing high top laced shoes and I always made them tie them for me. Thurman was the one that usually walked me to school. We lived in the last house that didn't get to ride the wagon. When the water was high under the bridge (RR) Thurman would ride with me on Ole Bill. I walked past an open field and when the snow was blowing it was just like pins being stuck into my legs. The area between my shoes and coat even hurt today when I see the snow blowing. Just before my mother's birthday, I was in Claypool and Weist store at Woodstock with Thurman. I saw a beautiful purse I was sure my Mother would love to have. It was gold rim clasp and a gold chain handle. It was made from a blue flowered silk lined with pink. It was so pretty I just had to have it for Mother. Father had Thurman take me back and get it. Mother was pleased but it matched my dress more than hers so she asked me to carry it. It really was a child's purse but I still remember how pretty it was. Eskham has a very vivid picture that he remembers as a child, 5 yrs. old. When they visited the neighbor the picture scared him. Mr. and Mrs. Bidwell were .15. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/071d12b629974b35f05251c767def57f.jpg c2258d75f9d4f13a91bfba992495be04 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (19) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 16 of A Little Bird Told Us quite old. This picture was depicting the end of the world. It seemed to be a big roller rolling over people and holes filled with fire. He never liked the picture. His family was husking corn across from their house when they heard all the bells ringing. That was the announcement of the end of World War I. One fall day seven of EB's friends became disgusted with school and everything so the boys decided to go west. They followed the tracks beyond Bush Lake and no slow freight car came by. Eskham suggested to the boys they should wait until warm weather because they weren't dressed for cold weather. They returned home. A few months later, a couple of the boys left. Kenneth Smith was my neighbor. He was a year younger than me. He used to carry a sack of hard tack candy in his pocket. I have eaten many a piece that he had sucked the outside coating from. This same Kenneth used a match to look in their gas tank to see if they needed gas. Needless to say, his face and hair were badly burned. My older brothers and Kenneth's older brother used to give us pennies if we would kiss each other. Those kisses didn't mean a thing to us. Kenneth Smith was killed in one of the first battles in WWII. The smiths owned a yellow car. It was the first I ever rode in. My dad hired Mr. Smith to take my grandmother and us to the Ohio Caverns. I got sick but I always said I got sick because the car was yellow. The first car I remember my Father had was an Overland with side curtains you buttoned on in winter. Eskham' s first automobile ride was with Dr. Baker from Mechanicsburg, Ohio, to Mount Carmel Hospital when he was 4 years old. He was operated on for appendicitis. His mother stayed with him. His mother .16. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6425e56e4260e4159b621264edbe1861.jpg 577a42460bd5848e410af44d48561144 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (20) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 17 of A Little Bird Told Us passed out and they brought her something to drink. When she smelled it she came to but refused to drink it. EB has a scar about 8 inches where they did the surgery. Eskham remembers another time when he was quite small that his mother had unbuttoned the back door of his underwear and he was running down the path to their outdoor toilet and an old gander tried to take a "chunk" out of his backside. He had a bruised place for a long time. EB made his first money by beating rugs, mowing yard or weeding a garden. You might get paid 50c for beating a rug or mowing a yard. He earned money picking cherries or grapes. His older brothers were working at a factory in town. The factory canned green beans and tomatoes. The first time he picked beans with his brothers the boss paid him the same as the others. This made him happy. He started delivering the Columbus Dispatch all over town. He had to meet the train at 6:06 where the papers were thrown off. He sold the papers for 2c. He got 3/4 of a cent for delivering the paper. In the fall when he was entering the eighth grade, he helped O. P. Smith pick up potatoes that he had plowed out. That evening Mr. Smith asked him if he would like to learn to work in the store. He worked there for the next 5 years. He was paid $5 a week. In the summer you open store at 7 and close at 9:30 p.m. During school you opened, returned at noon so the boss could go eat, and then back after school. At that time gasoline was 15c, kerosene 8c, bread 9c, round steak 25c per lb., 4 1/2 lbs. sugar 25c. When he was in high school, the kids, (including me) always liked to buy candy from him. He passed it out by "handfuls" rather than weighing. For 2 or 3 pennies you could get a couple handfuls of the best square fruit drops. .17. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9c644fa55bd0b96374f236fdb0527399.jpg 1f36c08731aaa57f18984f6463fbe934 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (21) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 18 of A Little Bird Told Us The store keeper was not so generous. EB has seen him weigh out crackers and he would break one in two to make the scale balance. This was a General Store that sold dry goods, shoes, tools, groceries, gasoline. One of the most embarrassing experiences in the store. A young married lady came in asked for something and he went behind the counter and got out a box of girl's bloomers. She was embarrassed too, because she was asking for balloons. This was a store where the clerk got every item you wanted and brought it to the counter. A short time after graduating from High School, EB cashed in on an insurance policy and bought a small meat market in Woodstock. He lost it because he gave credit to too many people and they couldn't pay. During the summer between the junior and senior year he told Mr. Smith he could get a job on the R. R. for $3 a day where he was only making $5 a week. He worked on the R.R. until school started. He said it toughened him up for the F.B. team The RR was laying new track through Woodstock. He worked at the grain elevator, unloading grain from farmers and unloading coal. It was during the depression and carloads of coal were shipped in and it was his job to unload. All done by hand with the use of a shovel. And the lazy bums that were receiving the coal sat uptown in the warmth and then came down for free coal. Made about $7 a week. Then he started working on the fence gang with his Dad. He was paid $7 a week plus room and board. And on it you worked from "sunup to sun down." They worked from "can see to can't see". They built fences all over the county for an Insurance company. It was the Northwestern Life Ins. on farms that they had foreclosed on during depression 1931-32. It was woven wire fence with board fence around .18. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b1b910e2cc9b194719ea882763371ffd.jpg d601f8d429490e414dbe55f9c883a8d5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (22) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 19 of A Little Bird Told Us the barn lot. Some line fences were 1000 rods long. Some days, EB would dig 100 post holes and Aubrey (his brother) would follow him and tamp the poles in. In 1933 he started operating the drug store for Ruby Clark in Woodstock. Paid $8 a week. Did everything -- open and closing. While in the drug store he put together a radio- transmitter kit and he would tell his friend who was coming in and then the friend would call them by name and all the people would see was a small box on the counter and couldn't understand how they could talk to them. Before I started to school someone put on a Tom Thumb Wedding. E.B. and I both were in it but I didn't know him. Eskham sang a duet at the wedding. He was John McCormick, a great singer. He sang "I Want to Live in Loveland" with Dorothy Martin who became a very talented singer. James Kimball was in the wedding, too, and when they served us little dishes of ice cream, James didn't get a spoon so he held his dish up and licked it from the dish. His mother was very embarrassed. In December 1922, Mother and I went to Rodney's to care for Esther when their son James was born. Rodney was teaching school in Linden, in the north edge of Columbus. When we arrived I found sitting in a chair the most beautiful doll you have ever seen. It was a ma-ma doll, had painted hair and patent leather shoes. She was beautiful. Esther made a dress for the doll which she still wears. Many years later after I quit playing with dolls it was stored away upstairs. One Christmas I decided I'd like to have the doll down stairs so I brought her down and she was so cold I placed her close to the heating store. Before long we heard a loud crack and .19. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3840276c6f441fdcc33f3eda3ff52553.jpg 9f4ae481a9fe47967585370836c153a5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (23) Subject The topic of the resource Corresponds to page 20 of A Little Bird Told Us her head split. It was a big crack across her forehead and down her face. I didn't play much with her after that but she was so precious to me I wouldn't let my own daughters play with her for fear her head would come apart. She lays on my closet shelf and whenever I see her foot hang down, I get a little thrill about how happy my brother Rodney made me with one of the first ma-ma dolls. My brother Thurman had one question he never failed to ask me when we were in a group together. "What is that dirty spot on your hose?" My hose were alright, it was a brown birthmark on the inside of my left leg. Mother said when she first saw it, it looked like a freckle about the size of a pin head. Now it is about 1/2 X 3/4 inches. It has never bothered me. When I was quite small, perhaps 3, my cousin, Louise Hagedorn, who was a milner made me a hat and she put a bow with long streamers on the back. It made my hat very stylish but Mother thought they were too long for a little girl so she cut them off and greatly disappointed my cousin. During World War I there was an epidemic of influenza . EB's family were all sick and couldn't take care of each other. A neighbor lady about twice a week cooked a pot of oatmeal and set it on the back steps for them. For years none of them would eat oatmeal. My home was in southeastern Ohio where I was born. My family moved to Woodstock when I was little past two. My mother told me one time that one of the main reasons for them to move so far was because where they lived everybody was related to each other and she didn't want the boys to marry cousins. The twins were about 18 or 19 years old. When EB was a small child he was riding on a buggy with his mother. She was driving a horse named "Gyp". .20. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/38c743a624e2303e81b39dc5e726e3ab.jpg 94a785a96ef38de09f4ae90d4177da16 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (24) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 21 of A Little Bird Told Us He could hardly wait to get his harness on so he could run. His mother stopped the buggy real fast and EB fell out over the front of the buggy and his head landed in the spokes of the wheel. He said his mother really talked nice to Gyp to get him to stand still so she could get out and rescue him from the wheel or it would have broken his neck. Another time his mother took the three boys out of school and they walked about 4 miles to the train and went to Kentucky. They stayed about two weeks and came back on the train. I remember when our house was being wired for electricity. It was such a thrill to turn a light on at the bottom of the stairs and then run up and turn it off. They use to tell me I was going to wear the carpeting out going back and forth turning the light. Then when we moved to Sunbury there wasn't any electricity through the county. So we had our own Delco plant that generated our electricity. Whenever I washed or ironed, I had to start the motor and have it run all the time. Then in March R.E.A. came thru and we hooked up with it. Eskham used to wire some of the houses in Woodstock. He talked about stepping thru the ceiling light in of one house when he was putting the ceiling lights in. EB was always interested in flying. He took a ride one Sunday in a "barn storming plane." That was what they called a plane that would land in a field and take people up for a ride. He really had something to tell at sharing in school. The plane crashed in the afternoon after his ride in the morning! When he was in school he took a correspondence course for aviation. After he graduated he took some flying lessons in Columbus. The first time he was up the teacher asked him if he had flown before. He told him he had only book knowledge. After we were married, .21. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5f5443958f174010dbf8088cc219f04e.jpg d50326edbeed894f5dd48dac5f530f3b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (25) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 22 of A Little Bird Told Us he couldn't afford any more lessons. Eskham remembers his first valentine. He was in the first grade and it came from a French girl. Her father spoke very poor English. He said he remembers her as a very sweet little girl. The night EB graduated form the eighth grade, he walked Dorothy Smith home and before she went in the house she gave him a big "smooch." The next morning she came into the store early and he chased her and gave her a couple more. This was his bosses' daughter. Rodney and Esther were married in Chillicothe. I got to be the ring bearer. I was only 6 years old. I went down with Rodney a couple days early. It was a long car ride. Mother packed us sandwiches but I got hungry and had to eat before we got very far from home. It was September 9th and Esther's folks had Concord grapes. They couldn't keep me out of them. Mother made me a yellow organdy dress with lots of ruffles. She said everytime she wanted me to try it on for a fitting, I would be out with the boys who were helping Father build a large barn. One time they called her out to see me. I was sitting straddle on the cone of the barn. Of course one of the boys was in the back holding me. They taught me how to go down the isle but I went so slow they let me get almost clear down before they started. After the wedding, they had a sit-down dinner and I guess I never had eaten where they served the meal in courses. I was sitting by my Mother and as soon as we sat down I saw the small dishes of appetizers and I looked up at Mother and asked if that was all we were going to have to eat. She really was embarrassed. One year when I was quite small I went to the Ohio State Fair with my folks. Mother and I were looking around in a building that was wall-to-wall people . I .22. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d206c670b575a4eacef700a8a665931a.jpg 57ab6188f002fc376a0d57d3865b2cb6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (26) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 23 of A Little Bird Told Us got lost from Mother. I started to cry and a policeman came up and asked what was wrong. When I told him, he promised he would help find her. It wasn't long until we found each other. Mother always told me that policeman were there to help and not to be afraid of them. I always tried to tell my children that they are friends and not to be afraid of them. When my brothers were to come home on weekends in the summertime, someone always prompted me to take up a collection so we could make ice cream. That was always a special treat that we all enjoyed on hot summer evenings. We used to have an ice box which had an insulated box at the top that we could store ice in and keep the lower part cool for our butter and milk. We didn't have ice all the time because it was expensive and we could take our things to the basement by the well to keep them cool. And I really hated the trip to the basement because I had to go down the steps and back around them into another room where the well was. And our basement had an outside door into that room and I never liked to go there. These iceboxes had a pan under them to collect the water as the ice melted. Those pans usually ran over before we thought to empty them. When we were married EB cut a hole in the floor and put a funnel in it to catch the water and I never had to empty another pan of water. My dad and I had an automobile accident between my freshman and sophomore year. We had gone to eastern Ohio and brought back crates of blackberries. The crash caused the windshield to break and hit me in the face. I was taken to Grant Hospital and the doctor used 150 stitches across my face. He said he matched the freckles. He said he laid my nose back on my .23. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/665f952e000f18e2ea0ec733539f7b62.jpg 6fa7cf2cae3a0c7cac42b21f76d3ad05 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (27) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 24 of A Little Bird Told Us forehead to sew it together underneath. I have very little scar. While I was lying on the ground waiting for the ambulance, some woman said, "Her jugular vein was cut." That scared me but it didn't hurt. For years whenever I got real tired the scar would show. The doctor who did my surgery was killed in a hunting accident about a month after my accident. Eskham and I were in school from the third grade on. We only had 8 in our graduation class. We always had fun in school but always as friends. At our baccalaureate, the eight of us could sit in one church pew. I was between Eskham and Edgar Borst and all thru the service they kept bumping me with their elbows and sniffing, trying to make me cry - as the girls usually did. But I was determined not to. I played the piano for our school activities. I belonged to an orchestra that played during the summer. We practiced in the evening. I drove to practice by myself and just as I left town EB jumped up from the back seat where he had hidden. Said he just wanted a ride home. I let him out at his house. We weren't dating but we always had fun together. Pictured at right is Eskham B. Hayes , Graduation 1931. Picture at lower left is Shirley E. Warner, Graduation 1931. .24. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4d8c6c0c53ab147d11990b762100aea3.jpg f766500d3a6e05b0a0a5b945c6dd1928 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (28) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 25 of A Little Bird Told Us Picture of the Woodstock Football Team - 1927 Eskham in back row 4th from right. His brothers, Walter and Aubrey, 2 and 4 from right in front row. When we were in school we only had about fifty in our high school. The football team only had about 16 players. In 1928 they played the Urbana team as their last game for the season. Woodstock team had had an undefeated team. They won the game with three Hayes boys playing in the back field. Aubrey, was quarterback, Walter was left half, and EB was right half. They had only six helmets and old suits about 10 years old and very little padding. EB never wore a helmet. The Urbana team was a county seat town. They had new uniforms. At their games the Woodstock coach never sent any plays in. The quarterback called all the plays. Coach sat on the sideline and watched. I wasn't permitted to stay and watch the ball games because my brothers played. Hubert and Thurman both got injured and I cried when they took them to the hospital. Mother never wanted me to watch the games. .25. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4d25492815f042ff53aa69a4520192f9.jpg 00cd86f023e3135325cdb1a03148e449 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (29) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 26 of A Little Bird Told Us I only stayed after school for the games if I worked at the popcorn stand. While working at the store, they ground their own hamburg. EB's folks sent down a bucket full of pork to be run through the grinder. Instead of using the wood plunger to force the meat down, EB was in a hurry and was feeding it by hand. When he was about half through, he got his finger caught and it took off the end. Dick Lincoln took him to Lewisburg to get it stitched. His Dad wouldn't eat any of the sausage. EB one Monday morning in school told about taking an airplane ride. Everytime he saw planes taking up riders if he had enough to pay the charge he went. One year he took three rides. He said they only put enough gas in to run for a specific time. (That was so if they crashed there wouldn't be too much extra gas.) The gas was strained through a "shamy" cloth to take all foreign objects out. Before Hubert and Helen were married, he bought her a beautiful dresser set of a comb, brush, and mirror. I thought it was so very pretty and I was just 16 and I thought how romantic to be given such a nice gift from your boyfriend. I was permitted to help him wrap it an put on a bow but I was pledged to secrecy. Hubert always said he started to go with Helen so she would pass me from the 5th grade. She was E.B.'s and my fifth grade teacher. I don't think it helped because he didn't start until April and school was out in May. When I was about 13 or 14, I wanted a wrist watch. That was all I talked about and all I asked for for Christmas. When Hubert came home from college for Christmas, he brought a blue velvet box about five inches square and put it with our Christmas things. I was sure I had my watch. I was told I couldn't open it until morning. The next morning I got up real early .26. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f1de2ca5d1ed556fa499f57f3abb8a79.jpg 8ec156bda170329ea45d49725c3b012f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (30) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 27 of A Little Bird Told Us and opened my watch. It was a watch all right but one he had bought at the 10¢ store for a child's play watch. I went back to bed and cried and Mother came in and talked to me. Hubert was in college and money was scarce and Hubert had planned it as a joke. When I showed up at the breakfast table I showed them my new watch and I wore it for days. But many years later when he came to Florida to visit Eskham and I, he brought me another blue velvet box and this time it contained a lovely gold watch. It was a very eventful time when my first nephew was born. I was eight years old. Jessie was living with us while RB finished college. One evening Josephine and Thurman asked me to go home with them and stay all night at Josephine's mother's. The next day I went to school as usual but the boys Hubert and Hildred waited and walked home with me. I was only in the third grade and usually I couldn't keep up with them because they walked too fast. They started telling me about some thing special at home. Of course I guessed everything and finally decided they had made fudge the night before and it was put in the back bedroom to cool. When we got home, I went to the back bedroom and there was my little nephew Paul. I've always kidded him that I was disappointed because I didn't get the fudge. When I was keeping house for my brother RB, his son Paul had a paper route. He would usually come in the back door and drop his paper carrier right down inside the door by the window. I got tired of picking it up and walking about 5 steps to hang it in the basement hallway. So I Photo of Ethel and Eskham in 1937. .27. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/53f0226b01c5f3a9685e2dcccf9d6513.jpg 6631d08b6cf579c7e63da96c59f44e4e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (31) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 28 of A Little Bird Told Us warned him if I had to pick it up again, I would toss it out the backdoor. About the third time he picked it up out of the snow, he learned that he could hang it up himself. After my folks moved from Woodstock to Sunbury, I got to drive to Woodstock and then on to Champaign Co. Fair. I stopped at the drug store and saw EB. He couldn't get away right then from the drug store so I went on to the fair and he came as soon as he could get someone to take over. There was a plane there taking up rides. He finally convinced me to go up with him and two other boy friends. The boys kept holding the paper sack for me because they were sure I would get sick but I was determined that I wouldn't. And I didn't. Eskham and I dated for a month between our junior and senior year. He had been jilted by his girl friend at a last day of school party. So that night he called me and we went to Mechanicsburg to see a show. We had a few more dates and he went back to his old girl friend. Eskham always carried candy bars in his coat pocket at school. Miriam Turner used to take them out and then we ate them. I never took any out but I helped eat them. He finally broke up with his girl and two days before he was 21 he called me and asked me to go to a midnight show in Urbana. I accepted, which surprised him because he thought I was very involved with another guy. That night before the show, we stopped in at Islays in Urbana and got a big ice cream cone.Then we went together 5 years before we got married. We spent most of our time dating at home because my mother was bedfast and it upset her so if I left home. The reason he hesitated to call me was because he thought I was very involved with some else and I .28. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/58752b7f1187605fadf6f7b894480277.jpg d3ee34fb6e504214d2db59587e7117d6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (32) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 29 of A Little Bird Told Us wasn't. Everett had brought up his mother's diamond ring and wanted me try it on to see how near it fit, and I refused to even try it on because I knew I wasn't going to get involved. I never liked the way Everett talked about his father and his sister-in-law. I visited his house about three times, was there for 2 dinners and I was never permitted to see into the kitchen. Everitt had a baby grand piano and played the violin. We did enjoy our music together. When I was a freshman, we had county Music Contest. At that time I was taking piano lessons from Mr. Synder, our music teacher. This contest consisted of vocal , male and female, duets, trios, and chorus and piano solo. He gave the piano solo to the Senior and Junior girls but they refused because it was so difficult He brought it to my lesson one night and told me to work on it and if I could master it I could play in the contest. It was Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata". My dad even bought a recording so I could play with it. I really worked and I won the contest. It was a surprise to the others that played. I also played the piano for our school orchestra. I entered 4-H when I was 9 and I continued every year in sewing and cooking. I got a lot of A's on my sewing. I was also in the calf club. You had to lead your steer in the show. I admit I didn't do much of the feeding but I could always handle them in the show ring. I had one angus that was a real kicker. When we showed at Cleveland everyone had to show his own unattended. The only way you could keep this angus from kicking was hit him on the nose with a knot in the rope. I am sure his nose was sore when the show was over. He was 14 out out of about 100. I am sure he would have ranked higher if he would have behaved. I had a Hereford named Chubby that was Reserve Champion at .29. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1466dc2fd14d483d62e380dacb0e7fc5.jpg 901b5ebab950b6dca5a1c6d01f766f05 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (33) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 30 of A Little Bird Told Us Ohio State Fair. He was only about 5th in the Cleveland Show in November. One year our club took our calves to Buffalo to the show. We had a charted train and everybody went together. These trips to Cleveland and Buffalo were lot of fun. One year we had our steer sale in Urbana and we took a trip to Chicago to the World Fair. I remember at the World's Fair a group of us weren't used to the big event. We went in one place to get a coke. It was "Ben and Bernie's Band" and the cover charge was $4. We left real quick before the waitress came to take our order. I continued in 4-H work until I became an advisor. I was leader several years while at Woodstock and then at Ashley and on to Sunbury when our girls were old enough. I put in 20 years and then quit. Whenever I see any of my 4-H girls today, they remember our motto "Rip with a smile." While attending our school '64 alumni banquet one lady came up and said I was her first 4-H leader and we had made an apron and tea towel. When I was in 4-H I always took cooking, sewing, and calf club. One year we had to give demonstrations. Winifred Clark and I won our local by making an angel food cake. Of course we had to practice a lot and it was a lot of fun. Then when in high school every rime Pictured above is Champion Chubby and Ethel. .30. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/77e76c735b3a80c6e81938b1939ac369.jpg b976edf690ec44ac102ff3c91719eb93 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (34) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 30 of A Little Bird Told Us we had a picnic. I was always asked to bake a an angel food cake. We didn't have mixes then. When Shirley was in high school she was in a cherry pie baking contest. She used Mary Ellen Miller's recipe for her crust. She even went to state level. Everyone enjoyed her pies because she always had to practice. Now she says she only bakes them when she knows her Father is going to be there. After graduation I attended Urbana Junior College for two years. During my second year my mother became bedfast and I stayed home to take care of her. I was starting to become a teacher. Mother was bedfast for about four years and I was her full time nurse. She got so couldn't get her breath when she laid down but she couldn't sit in a chair. The relief she got was when we were sitting on the the bed and let her lean against us. After mother died my brothers wanted me to go back to college but I didn't want to. I wanted to get married but I didn't for 15 months. While EB was operating his meat market in Woodstock, I would ago to town to get groceries and, of course, I wanted an excuse to get to talk to him but some of the other girls that always hung around the drug store would see me go in so I never had "time alone". One day he showed me a centerfold of a magazine of a girl putting "Ethyl" gasoline into her car. The caption was "You get better compression with high test Ethyl gasoline." He called me "High Test" and it wasn't long until that stuck as my nickname. Eskham was always called "Ikey" when he left it there. I never called him Ikey. Eskham says he was always a good boy when he was young but he laughs about how mad the mayor of our town .31. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b4c494284a75f8f877bfef8a33d95f80.jpg a8117c6ed1182b3057017e9a203b5c86 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (35) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 32 of A Little Bird Told Us used to get at some of the boys. They probably ignored the stop signs and EB said he drove his car on the sidewalks one night. And then they would wait for a light to turn red and if nobody was coming they would drive there. There was never much traffic in Woodstock. After high school I attended Urbana Junior College for two years. I was taking courses headed for a teaching career like my brothers. I drove from Woodstock to Urbana about 15 miles each way. Claudine Dunham attended and rode with me. Coming home one day, my car stopped and I pulled in at a farmhouse. The man looked at my car and said it was the fan belt. He had a car just like mine, a Dodge. He took the fan belt from his car, put it on mine and told me to bring his back the next morning. He didn't know me and I didn't know him but he said he had seen me go past night and morning and he trusted me. Times have changed. At final graduation at Urbana Junior College, Clandine was graduated from the 2 year college. I didn't qualify for graduation because I hadn't taken the required courses as I was planning on going for Education some where else. But during my second year Mother became ill and we had a difficult time with me going to school and being her nurse. On graduation night, Thurman and Josephine took Eskham and me to the program. My friend Everitt had come too (uninvited) and he talked to Thurman at the door while Josephine, Eskham and I waited in the car. Finally Josephine said, "Some things sure stick like Fly Paper." That became a popular saying with us. Before we were married and still lived in Woodstock, E.B. was working with his Dad on the fence gang. At that time they lived in tenant houses if it was far from Woodstock. Then E. B. would "thumb" his way home on the weekends. .32. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9468d5d60866697297dc6334f1bcfac7.jpg d74637e5f6ad8cf74034a7dacf4542cf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (36) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 33 of A Little Bird Told Us One evening he was coming through Marysville and he saw Rodney and Esther pull into a gasoline station. He caught up with them and asked for a ride on on to Woodstock. He got out at his house but he was down to my house before Rodney left. Another time he was "thumbing" a ride thought Bellefountaine and there was a detour. He got about half way home and it started to rain. He started to thumb which ever way the car was going. On those weekends when he came home, he went back to his house and slept in a cold house. One evening when Eskham came down he brought me a two pound box of candy. He hid it on the porch before he came in. I think Rodney was there and he saw the box when he started to leave. He took it with him down to the road and then called me to come after it. That evening we opened it and each ate a piece. I started to take a second piece and Eskham said, "Wait, I don't think I'd eat." I looked down and there was a nice fat white worm crawling up from a piece. Poor EB was so embarrassed. He took it back to the store but they only had one pound boxes. So I was happy with a one pound box. The summer E.B. and I went together, we double dated with Hildred and his friends. One Sunday we went to Indian Lake. Hildred's girlfriend's Dad was the Lake Patrol. So he took us a ride in the patrol boat. E. B. and I had to sit in the back. E.B. had on a new suit and I had on a new hat. Needless to say we both got soaked, when we got out of the boat we didn't have a dry stitch on us. It was fun anyway. Pictured are Ethel and Eskham in1930. .33. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fd2d5369004c3c44f373f2fde62db258.jpg fbb43c06ad6fc2b0b5f4044f9a3c81e2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (37) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 34 of A Little Bird Told Us Another time we went to Indian Lake with three couples, all in one car. They were having a dance at the ballroom. We sat on the outside and watched the dancers. I couldn't dance so we just enjoyed the popcorn. When Mother first took sick, our doctor made housecalls. He was down one evening and mother needed some other medicine from Mechanicsburg. It was almost dark and I said I didn't want to drive down after dark. Before my Father could say anything, Dr. Sharp said, "Eskham was home when I passed, I'll stop and have him come down and go with you." So my father stayed with Mother and we got to spend the evening together. EB worked for a friend Leonard Ropp who had inherited some money and he purchased a small drug store on High Street in Columbus. EB was helping him run it. He wasn't able to keep it very long until he lost his investment. So EB started to look for a job. He went to Columbus Coated Fabrics at 6 A.M. and there was about a hundred there putting their applications. EB went back when the shift changed at 2 P.M. and there was only one other guy showed up. The man in charge asked EB if he could do heavy work and EB said yes because he had spent the summer building fences. So the foreman told him to report at 10 PM for work. He drove up to Sunbury, had supper and went right back to Columbus to go to work at 10 PM . He worked there about six years printing plastic and oil cloth. He didn't like the work but he was making a $1 an hour and that was good pay then. About six years later he heard Nestles needed an electrician's helper and he applied. They hired him for 60c an hour but it was better pay than Coated Fabrics because he didn't have the long drive into Columbus. As soon as he was hired at Nestles he went to Columbus to a book store and bought several .34. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8f8476406ef637cde9a4317f171bc170.jpg f5f0e7752065df6e6644f8b2544e06de Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (38) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 35 of A Little Bird Told Us Electrician's books and he spent a lot of hours studying. While EB was staying in Columbus he would come up on Saturdays or Sunday but he would usually write during the week. In one letter he said the only reason he got hired at Coated Fabrics was he had marked he was married. Joy May, Lenabelle and Juanita was visiting us and they found the letter and read it. They though they really had something on me. They thought I was married and wasn't telling anyone about it. They were so embarrassed they never read anymore. EB and I took our first real vacation with Rodney and Esther. They planned the trip. Esther was great reading ahead about all the history of all the area we were passing thru. Her greatest delight was stopping in old "Cathedral" and big churches. EB said we stopped at a church in each town. Our first night we stopped in Washington D.C. EB and I had never stayed in a motel and while we were eating dinner, I was telling Rodney how the porter carried our bags in, turned on the bathroom lights and showed us where the towels were and I thought he would never leave. Rodney started to laugh and he said, "He was waiting for a tip." Guess we showed that we hadn't traveled much. We learned fast. While we were in Washington D. C., workman were tearing down seats that had been built for the inauguration services for President Carter. I have a piece of wood that I picked up from the extra seats they put in. Rodney took us thru the Chesapeake tunnel and I was really scarred. But we got thru O.K. Then we stopped at Elvira's at Newport News and Rodney was going to take us out for a lobster dinner. They had about a quarter inch of snow and everything .35. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/14b542cf5a14fd2c32e35de0bb0432a5.jpg 34e6c25503fde75aeb1739495e76c175 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (39) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 36 of A Little Bird Told Us was closed down because they didn't know how to drive in snow. I never did get my lobster dinner. We stopped at Kitty Hawk and saw Wilbur Wright's plane. We stopped at some place and walked down to the beach and Rodney got his feet wet and EB had to drive and Rodney dried his shoes under the heater. Rodney and Esther really showed us a wonderful time on our first vacation. When we went on our first vacation, Shirley was married and she came down and stayed with Eskham Jr. He kept up the service calls while we were gone. My nephew Harvey started out to be an opera singer. When he was small he like to sing. Between his baby days and little boy days, his mother had him trained to sing "When Its Spring in the Rockies" while she was changing his clothes. My nephew was very proud of his penmanship and he judged people by the way the wrote. I don't know what he would have said to one of his grandsons that told me he never like to write and for that reason he was going to be a doctor. I am sure Dave is a fine doctor but I understand he still doesn't like to write. When I was keeping house for R.B. he started dating Marie. Of course the family was all interested in his activities and they were asking me questions. I told the other brothers I'd tell them for a dime and then I'd tell R.B. I needed a dime to stop me from telling. We had a lot of fun but I never told any secret. R.B. and I used to take turns babysitting. Eskham and I would l keep the kids one weekend and he would the next. Sometimes in E.B.'s young days he obtained a silver dollar and he never spent it. He told me when we started going together that was the only thing that kept him form being broke. The engraving was .36. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e12b1751fdf796e2fe47eca6b7b77f69.jpg eaa81c0f79eb72328851e53ec67d4e83 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (40) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 37 of A Little Bird Told Us completely worn off of both sides. He used it as a "worry stone" I think. One year while we were in Florida we had some car trouble and pulled over into the ditch. He laid down and crawled under the car but before he did he put some things from his pocket into my purse. The next time he changed clothes he realized that his dollar was missing. We searched his clothes and even went back to the spot where we had car trouble and searched the sand and grass. Some time later, I cleaned my purse and I found his silver dollar in my purse. It had slipped in with a folding magnifying glass. He felt like he had found his long lost friend. But a year later it disappeared again and we have never found it. Whoever found it will just think it is a smooth piece of metal because there are no markings on it. He thinks it fell from his pocket in a restroom because of the shallow pocket in his pants. The next year Shirley gave him a silver dollar (sealed) but he carries it in his billfold with his penny. While we were in Florida for Christmas 1982, Eskham, Jeanne and the boys came down. The weather down there was so nice that we went to the ocean in the afternoon of Christmas Day. On the 29th E.B. and Junior had gone to the mailbox and brought me a letter from Thurman. I was just putting dinner on the table and laid the letter on my plate and said I would read it when I sat down. I started to read the letter and Thurman was telling about his kids being home for Christmas and the telephone rang. I was the closest to the phone so I stopped to answer it. It was Hubert telling me Thurman had died that morning just as he sat down to watch the news. It sure was a shock. When I was growing up card playing and dancing were not allowed in our home. I can remember when I .37. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/130f3ffb9cf4a285eac08522d22a78b4.jpg ef48ed7a76f31f5cc14eb5407e6c2102 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (41) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 38 of A Little Bird Told Us was quite small, Thurman brought home a deck of cards. My dad just had a fit, and I can remember seeing him throw them in our heating stove. Mother and Father used to have a set of dominos that they played. It was too much math for me to like to play with them. For some reason they mellowed at one New Year's Eve, Jimmy Louden and I taught them to play 500 Rum. (That was the first New Years after I started going with Eskham. I thought sure he would be down but I found out later he went to Springfield with brother Aub and "others".) Anyway after Father and Mother learned to play cards, E.B. and I use to have to play. Mother always had a hard time getting my Dad to quit playing and to go to bed. And I confess, sometimes I regretted ever teaching them to play. Mother always enjoyed seeing people play games and dancing but my Dad though it was awful. Me being an obedient daughter, I never tried to dance while he was living. When Mary Lou and Kenny were dating, they often decided to make pizza at home. Of course Maxine, Shirley and Eskham Jr had to help them. Lawrence Welk was on T.V. and E.B. taught me to dance in our living room. E.B. had always liked to dance and had attended some dances. When we went to Florida at the park, they had dances about 4 times a year. I fear my Dad turned over in his grave the first time I went out on the floor and danced with E.B. I really enjoy it and we've spent some good evenings dancing. .38. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/44cfa2ef60ebdfbdd0b693c6936bb7b7.jpg 354635ac462930bd82725d9a11a9db95 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (42) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 39 of A Little Bird Told Us Marriage Ethel and Eskam Hayes After we were engaged EB said we couldn't get married until his weekly pay check was $25. He came to Ashley on Friday evening and said he had a $25 pay check. We were married three weeks later at the Church of Christ in Columbus by a Dr. Walker. Our marriage was announced by Roger by inviting my brothers and Eskham's family for a picnic supper. It was supposed to be a birthday party for my Dad. But he was suspicious of us and refused to come. The next Pictured are Ethel and Eskham Hayes in their wedding picture -1937. .39. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/59c011a12d3feacd5421573956929e38.jpg 76e6db11565b1f367bd0ace5c76b418c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (43) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 40 of A Little Bird Told Us day we went down to his house and he was reading the paper. I told him I had brought him a birthday gift and he asked me what. I said a new son-in-law. He kept right on reading and didn't say a word. We went to Lima the next day and stayed all night with Hubert and Helen. We came home on Monday and EB went to Columbus and I stayed at Ashley. He came back on Friday. First two years of our married life we lived with my father on 656 near 61. Then we bought a home in East Liberty about 2 miles up 656. We bought about 3 acres for $675. We made down payment with $25 we had saved in dimes. Our next batch of dimes we saved and used to help install a bathroom. I had prepared a company dinner (Smiths were coming up). I had fixed chicken and all the trimmings. I had it ready at noon and they weren't there so I saved everything for evening. Only one came was Eskham. So my father, EB and I sat down to a dinner prepared for eight. Later that evening I told EB I would give him a penny for his thoughts. He said give me the penny. He said he was just wondering if I would marry him. And he said no more. Two weeks later he did ask me and got his answer. We had a date during that time but he never mentioned it. He still carries his penny. My father, Mother and I moved from Woodstock on May 14, 1934 to Sunbury. I said it was the saddest day of my life. My mother was moved in an ambulance to Ashley. I went with her because she was bedfast. After we left, my father packed our furniture and household stuff and moved it to Sunbury. I cried from the time I left Woodstock until I got to Ashley. I thought my life was over, I knew EB didn't have a car and would have no way to come 45 miles to see me. Many keepsakes and antiques were left in Woodstock .40. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4136e3ea4f3f046c58b67386a4c25e69.jpg bc9956ff5113e731e4309afc3646e4a3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (44) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 41 of A Little Bird Told Us that I would like to have had. A coffee grinder and a couple of large floral pictures made from hair. My mother had been sick for a couple of years when we had the Ashley Doctor come down and met with Dr. Sharp to see what medicine he was giving mother. Dr Davis said he couldn't doctor my mother as she had been because he used different medicines. She lived two years after we moved, bedfast all the time. Dr. Davis said Dr. Sharp doctored with herbs. When Doctor Sharp gave medicine he asked for a 1/2 glass of water.. He would open several bottles of powder or liquid, pour a little in the water, he would stir it up and tell you how much to give and how often. I was engaged about 4 months before my mother died. She seemed more content when she knew what my future was going to be. She asked Eskham not to take me while she needed me. She died June 28 about 15 months before we were married. My sister-in-law, Jessie, died on June 12 and my mother on June 28. Jessie's death was unexpected and left RB with three kids, Paul 14, Juanita 12 and Harvey 6. I kept house for my dad and for RB during the summer. Finally I stayed at RB's most of the time. I started Harvey to school in first grade and he has always seemed as mine. When I was staying with RB's and EB came up, Harvey was very jealous. One evening EB slipped his arm around me while I was sitting on the davenport by him. Harvey threw a book across the room at him. He was very protective of me. The FFA of Sunbury had a plane come to Delaware and they took people rides over their own home. After EB got home from work in Columbus we went to Delaware to the airport to take a ride. It was an open cockpit. I had Shirley and Mary Lou with me. We could see the other plane all the time. We passed over our house and could see our dog in the yard. It was a nice .41. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7d3d9bb74cea37af11548b7d521fe889.jpg 7bc0bdcdea16c9f715859fda6c9a02cb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (45) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 42 of A Little Bird Told Us trip for all us. When Eskham was doing some service work on the side, I had a negro lady bring in a radio. I told her I could check the tubes and maybe that was all that was wrong. I sat it on the corner of the table and took the back off the radio. I saw something inside move and I suggested we take it out on the back porch. I cleaned out a small mouse nest with little ones and the lady was so embarrassed. She begged me not to tell my husband what I had found. I laughed and told her I wouldn't have to because the girls that were watching would tell him as soon as he got home. She left the radio for him to check. One night while Eskham was working at the Hydraulic we began to have some electric problems. The lights stayed on but there was a frying noise in our big panel board. It scared me so I made the kids and my Dad go to bed and I pulled the handle at the side of the box. I went to bed but I didn't sleep till EB came home about 4 o'clock. He looked inside and a lonely little mouse was fried across the bars. He flipped it off and we had lights. Marie had the same thing happen to her stove. When she would turn the oven on she could hear a noise. When Eskham took her stove apart she was really embarrassed, when he found it had been caused by a mouse. Before the high school building was ready to start school, they delayed school a week. That was when we took our trip to Niagara Falls. We stayed all night close to the falls and next morning we rode the "Maid of the Mist" in back of the falls. Then we crossed into Canada and went over toward Detroit and back to Ohio. We visited the Ford Museum and came back to Hildred's and spent the night. it was really our first family vacation. .42. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2a04a907e59b39b4f3f26fa9b47d7c96.jpg e7774e563b71d3a34b1f5d68dc7d207e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (46) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 43 of A Little Bird Told Us The biggest explosion of our life took place on Jan. 17, 1952. The evening before we had a terrific thunder storm and lightning struck the maple tree in our front yard. EB and I were still up as he checked everything before we went to bed. He even looked back in the attic to be sure there was no fire. Our two oil burning stoves were turned down on pilot because it was so warm. At ten minutes before 7 A.M., the hot water tank took off like a rocket and went up through the house. It caused the living room floor to go up and hit the living room ceiling and mashed our furniture flat. As things came back down the things in the upstairs slid out into the front yard. The single beds the girls slept on slid out into the yard with the girls on them. A large chunk of the chimney was laying on one of the beds but it missed whoever was on it. The 2 x 10's that formed the floor Pictured above is Our Home on January 17, 1952. Pictured below is another view of the house. .43. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6451525d1bf6afeaf09616f5f102a3bb.jpg f7a1492f76aa09792b7b26c051da72da Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (47) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 44 of A Little Bird Told Us of our bedroom pulled apart and formed a V. I was under some but EB managed to get out and on the way out he found some pants. His first thought was to shut off the fuel oil that was running in from the outside tank. I was trapped in the basement until he came and helped move some of the timbers. While I was pinned down the thought ran through my mind (after smelling the fuel oil) wouldn't it be awful if I lost my life by burning since my sister had died because of a fire. I could move my hand around and I felt broken jars of peaches. Shirley was still sleeping in a crib bed and part of the spindles from her bed were stuck in the ceiling. She was folded in her mattress and was held by the 2 x 10's. EB climbed over them and handed her out of the window to a neighbor who carried her up to Mrs. Ruhl's. EB, jr., didn't have a basement under his room so he stayed in bed but he talked to me while I was pinned down. He said my curtains were gone, that they had blown out the window. Later we found a wire coat hanger buried in the wall about 6 inches by the side of his bed. It had been hanging on a rod on the door on the archway between our rooms. We never found one of EB Jr.'s shoes. I took him to town in the afternoon and Virge Edwards fitted him with a pair and wouldn't let me pay for them. The kids all went up to Mrs. Ruhl's to stay. I went back to the house and EB and I stood on what was our kitchen and looked into the basement. EB put his arms around me and said "We started out with nothing and now we have four kids." From then on we were at peace. At that time we felt as if "Someone" was guiding us so we started over. It it had waited until 7 A.M. the alarm would have gone off and Mary Lou would have been downstairs to put on the coffee water. Shirley refused to talk to anyone. Around noon I told EB he had to stop and go up and see her. When she saw he was O.K. she started .44. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7b1c43e7c1866e57be205498d8210e27.jpg b26a8630b7f3dbc4368609b6b43e27aa Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (48) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 45 of A Little Bird Told Us Family Escapes When Explosion Rips House Blast Hurls Eskham Hayes Family From Bed: Explosion Rips Siding Off, Buckles Floors Six members of a Porter township family escaped with minor cuts and bruises when an explosion ripped their house to pieces and hurled them from their beds shortly before 7:00 o'clock this morning. Mr. and Mrs. Eskham Hayes' and their four small child- ren, Maxine, Mary Lou, Shirley and Eskham, jr. were all in bed when the blast struck. Mr. and Mrs. Hayes, Shirley and Eskham, jr. were sleeping on the first floor and the two other girls were in the upstairs. The parents were dropped into the basement when floors gave way and crawled out through the mass of furniture and building material piled about them. Maxine and Mary Lou were rolled from their second floor bed and landed in the front yard unhurt. All of the front of the seven-room frame dwelling was blown off and pieces of material were hurled across the road. Every window in the dwelling was broken. First floor fur- nishings were piled into the basement and second floor con- tents were dumped to the first. Mr. Hayes is unable to determine just what caused the blast. He operates an electrical business at his home on route 656 in East liberty north of here. Neighbors started working early this morning to help clear furnishings from the wreckage. Walter Phillips pur- chased the Rush home across the road road recently and the Hayes family is moving into it today. The Sunbury News, January 12, 1952, front page .45. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/31f4013895529b50a6551d35af09c061.jpg b2d2209ed962fe2a9605e34240ca2e58 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (49) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 46 of A Little Bird Told Us The Sunbury News Seventieth Year Sunbury Ohio, Thursday January 24, 1952 Porter Family Wonders How They Escaped When Blast Did This newspaper copy of photo of the house after the explosion Under Roof One Moment-- In Yard Under Mattress Next. Girl Recalls Being Blown from House by Explosion. by Polly Whitney My class mate, Maxine Hayes in the seventh grade of Big Walnut elementary school, in Sunbury, was busy when she returned to school answering questions about their house blowing up last Thursday morning. Here is what she told me about being blown from the house: "We think the hot water heater caused the house to blow up. This is what happened. The side of the house just slide away. One moment I was under the and the next I was in the yard outside of the house", Maxine said. Maxine was awake when it hap- pened so she hung on to the mat- tress so tight that it couldn't get away. When she landed in the yard the mattress was on top of her. Maxine explained, "I screamed for mother and daddy when I got up. Mary Lou (her sister who was also blown outside the house on her mat- tress) and I both yelled for mother and daddy again. As soon as we heard their voices and found out that they were all right, we felt better. "Mrs. Hanson and Mrs. Boggs came down then. Daddy took their flashlight and got mother out of the basement. Then Daddy got Shirley and handed her out the win- dow to Bill Liming. Then Eskham got out and I found some coats and we went up to Mrs. Ruhl's." Shirley, 6, was trapped in her bed. She had a couple of cuts on her forehead but suffered from shock more than anything. Eskham, 7, was not touched. Mary Lou, the oldest girl, received a scalp wound. "Mother was hurt the worst but we were all lucky", Maxine told. She started a dog collection recently and lost most of the dogs in the explosion. DEMOLISHED--The above photo taken for the News by "Red" Sim- kins of Sunbury shows what was left of the Eskham Hayes house near Olive Green after the explosion last Thursday morning. Mr. and Mrs. Hayes and their four children were in bed when the blast struck. Maxine and Mary Lou were thrown with their mattresses from the second floor into the front yard shown above. Floors down- stairs dropped into the basement and you see the upstairs floor slanting toward the yard. "Everyone was wonderful to us. Walter Phillips let us have the house across from his feed store that he bought recently and we have cur- tains at our windows", Mrs. Hayes told. Only a stove and refrigerator were not damaged beyond repair in the blast. The house is a total loss. Many of their personal things and much clothing was destroyed. Neighbors turned out to help shortly after the blast and worked all day searching the debris for things that were lost. Many have viewed the damaged house and wonder how the family escaped without serious injury. .46. .45. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5c1eaafe898bf36ca8bef685f71dff5a.jpg 8eff068839df7e1ebdc4b77f1659380f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (50) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to unnumbered page of A Little Bird Told Us Weather Fair tonight with low 22 to 23 Saturday increasing cloudiness and moderately cold. The Delaware Gazette Established 1818 No. 238 'We're So Thankful to Be Alive' Girl, 12, Tells of Soaring Through Air on Mattress by MAXINE HAYES (As told to Gazette reporter Lyn Doudna) (Twelve -year-old Maxine Hayes is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Eskham Hayes whose home just outside Olive Green on Rt. 636 exploded early yesterday morning.) I know I was awake, or at least partly awake, when the house exploded because I heard the blast. I remember thinking that it must be a bomb. Then I realized that I was flying through the air on my mattress, and I held onto the sides of the mattress. As I passed by the tree in the front yard, I realized it was something besides a bomb because the tree was still standing. I remember being scared, aw- fully scared, but at least I re- membered to hold on to my mat- tress. That's probably all that saved my life. And my sister, Mary Lou, (age 13) , held on to her mattress too as she was blown out the front of the house. Her mattress beside a great bis hole. If she had rolled off the mattress, I don't know whether we ever could have gotten her out. Daddy was blown outside too, or at least we guess he was. Any- way, he was outside and didn't know how he got there. Daddy ran right back into the house, what was left it, and down into the hole that had been the basement. We heat with oil, and it was pouring all over the basement. Daddy quickly shut off the oil and everything else down there, which is probably what kept us from having a fire. what kept us from having a fire. It's a good thing fire didn't start too, because Mother and my little brother (Eskham Kr., age 7) were trapped in the basement, and my sister (Shirley, age 6) was pinned in her bed. If a fire had started, Daddy just wouldn't have been able to get them out because it took him quite a while as it was. It was really awful, and we kids were scared, but Daddy was wonderful the was he worked to get my mother and brother and sister out and tried to keep us calm. Even though it was bad, we have a lot to be thankful for. It was just a miracle that none of us were killed, and we're very thankful for that. We think it probably was the hot water heater. At least that's when the mess seemed to be the worst. Wednesday night when it storm- ed we were certain that lightning struck the house. It frightened us kids so Daddy inspected the whole house to be sure that nothing was wrong, especially that there wasn't any fire any- where. We think that the lightning probably did something to the hot water heater which either caused it to build up pressure or caused gas to escape which brought on the explosion. We think the only thing that saved our lives was that we were still in bed. In another 10 minutes we would have been up and downstairs, and we probably would have been killed. I don't know how my mother and brother escaped being hurt seriously when they dropped into the basement, but none of us was hurt much. Mary Lou had a cut on her face, and I got a small scratch on my temple, but other than that we all seem to be all right. Maybe in a few days, when we've had time to get over being so frightened, we'll find out that we have more wrong with us than we think right now, but I hope not. We have a home in Olive Green, and Daddy already has moved us into it. My Mother and sisters are there now. My brother and I stayed here with Daddy to help get some of our things out. Of course a lot of our clothing was ruined, but Daddy says we still have enough. We're all so glad to be alive that we aren't complaining about anything. The neighbors have been won- derful. They have been here since soon after it happened, helping to get some of our things out of the mess. Some of the neighbors said they heard the explosion as far as a mile away. We certainly want to thank everyone who has come to help us in any way. When something like this happens, you find out just how nice people are. I'm still shaking, and I don't think any of us are going to be able to sleep very well for a long time. REPORTER DESCRIBES HAVOC OF RURAL BLAST By LYN DOUDNA What had been an attractive farm home painted yellow was a shambles with only the back porch still remaining in its normal position. The entire front of the house was either blown out into the front yard or had fallen into the basement. Furniture, parts of furniture, and clothing were strewn about the front yard and slammed against a big tree. Not a window remained un- cracked or unbroken in the main part of the house, Only the back door was intact. Entering the house from the back door, it was possible to walk about six feet over a warped kit chen floor before arriving at the big hole where the living room once had been. The second floor of the house was either blown away or pieces of boards were hanging down ready to fall into the hole which had been the basement. Standing just inside the back door, it was possible to look to- ward the front of the house and see cars driving along the road out in front. There was not a piece of furni- ture which had not been damaged in some way by the blast, which demolished the Eskham Hayes home in the early hours of Thur- sday morning. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/69942aaf87cac48b81afd0eab7cef2d4.jpg c80e5a62bf3ea26fd4c3cead1730f897 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (51) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 47 of A Little Bird Told Us Delaware Gazette Delaware, Ohio, Thursday Evening , January 17, 1952 Porter Family Escapes Serious Hurts in Blast A blast of unknown origin resulted in the near demolition of the home of Mr. and Mrs. Eskham Hayes near Olive Green early today. No one was hurt seriously in the explosion, which occurred about 6:50 a.m. Persons visiting the scene of the Porter township explo- sion said that the front of the house had been blown away and that parts of the second floor crashed down to the first floor, which in turn crashed into the basement. The Hayes have four children. Mr. and Mrs. Hayes received only minor scratches and bruises and their only son, a second-grader in the Big Walnut schools, was uninjured. A daughter, a first-grader, was pinned in her bed by falling de- bris but was freed and escaped with only minor bruises. The two other daughters in bed on the second floor, one an eighth grader and the other in the sev- enth grade, were blown from the house and landed in the yard with their beds, mattresses and bed covers. They, too, escaped with minor injuries. Many windows in the six-room house were broken by the blast, the origin of which has not been determined. No fire department was called since no fire develop- ed after the blast. Mrs. Hayes is president of the Big Walnut PTA. Her brothers, who are twins, are R.B Warner, Elm Valley superintendent, and R. J. War- ner, superintendent at Xenia. .47. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/80ce17efa9d614821bd7182cefa9af1a.jpg dc526b59a31eba85cbaa3f21cd674c25 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (52) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 48 of A Little Bird Told Us Blame Lightening For Tank Blast That Ruined Home DELAWARE, OHIO. JAN. 18 --- (Special)---Lightning, which short- circuited control apparatus on two electric hot water tanks in the basement, was blamed today for a terrific explosion which yesterday wrecked the home of Mr. and Mrs. Eskham Hayes, near Olive Green, 10 miles east of here. Mr. Hayes told Sheriff Earl Fravel he believes lightening struck a wire outside the six-room frame house at around midnight Wednes- day. The hot water tanks continued to heat up until steam was formed. At 6:50 a.m. the tanks let go. They crashed through the home to the second floor. The second floor of the residence crashed through the first floor of the basement. The front of the house was blown into the yard. Mr. Hayes, 40, and his wife, Shirley Ethel, were sleeping on the first floor when the blast came. Their bed slid into the basement. Their daughters, Mary Lou, 13, and Maxine, 12, students at Big Walnut School were asleep on the second floor. Said Mary Lou, "Our beds just slid right out into the yard after the big explosion. My sister, Shirley, age 6, was sleeping on the first floor. Big boards fell across her bed, pin- ning her in. She didn't move and it was lucky she didn't for if she had gotten out of bed she would have fallen into the base- ment through holes in the floor which surrounded her bed." Eskham Hayes, Jr., age 7, was sleeping on the first floor in a room under which there was no basement. He was uninjured. The family of six escaped with only minor scratches and bruises. "the hot water tanks were found collapsed like accordions," Lou exclaimed. Part of the homes furnishings were saved. The Hayes family is living tem- porarily in a house owned by Wal- ter Phillips at Olive Green Mr. Phillips said he would rent the house to them until they can find a new home. Last night the Olive Green sec- tion was hit by a hail storm around 9:30 o'clock. Hail stones as big as marbles were reported. Lightning Blamed in Blast copied newspaper photo Lightning knocked out control apparatus of two elec- tric hot water tanks in the basement of the Eskham Hayes home near Olive Green, Delaware County. Five hours later the tanks exploded leaving the home in the shambles pictured above. Mr. and Mrs. Hayes and their four children escaped serious injury. .48. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/60a7a0a2425cdcea805e632920678f2c.jpg ca2bc35ae3f226068840306db94de550 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (53) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 49 of A Little Bird Told Us talking and we tell her she hasn't stopped since. But she has lost all her childhood memories. Her memory only starts at when we lost the house. Our place was like a county fair for days. A picture of our house was on the front page of the Col. Dispatch on Sunday. EB's brother, Aubrey, saw it in New Concord and he came right up. Some one called Dr. Livingston to come up but none of us needed any care. Shirley has a couple of scratches on her head from her hair fastener. I developed a beautiful black eye. I always told EB hit me on the way down. When EB went to shower that night, he had a large splinter in his back side. Everyone that came helped to pick up and they moved us into a house in Olive Green from which a widow lady had been moved to a nursing home. We lived there six week and the house sold so we moved across the street and lived in 3 rooms until Oct. when we moved into our own house. Six of us living in 3 rooms with a path out back. We had one oil painting (18 x 34) that we never found and a 10 gallon copper kettle disappeared. It was in the yard and I think someone took it. The only furniture we saved was stove, refrigerator, our beds, 1 chest of drawers. There was a piano in our bedroom and it had slid down on the 2 x 10 into the center of the basement. The dishes in my cupboard had been pulled out or just raised up and down and broke them. Most of our clothing was found but a lot damaged. The hot water tank was in the basement but the bottom of it which is usually curved upward was blown out in one piece. The pop-off on the tank was so corroded that it couldn't go off and the lightening had welded the thermostat on it so it just kept heating. The beam above the tank had just been replaced a few years before as we were in the process of remodeling. .49. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b5984a3b53b412b17d18357445487561.jpg 23128c43f0114352dd4700924a2d3240 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (54) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 50 of A Little Bird Told Us So the house was very solid. Dr. Livingston was the only one who had a dryer so they took a lot of things and washed them. I was always embarrassed because they took quilts that were just stored between the springs and mattress. (That was where my mother always put old quilts) and she washed them!They were very holely and not usable. After we lost our home by explosion, EB spent a lot of time going through the stuff that went into the basement. One day he came home carrying the Bride and Groom that had been on our wedding cake. Juanita baked our wedding cake and R.B. had stopped on his way home from the wedding and bought them. It had been stored in an open cupboard on the stair landing. Along with it he found a record that I had had the children make for their Dad's Christmas. I had taken the four children to Columbus the day after Thanksgiving. They were prepared to sing one song. When we got to the studio they said we could record more. Eskham , Jr. didn't know the words but he sang anyway. Those were two precious possession that we did find. When we were building our house, I came down and helped as much as I could. I had to learn to read a rule and I learnt to saw a straight line with an electric saw. One day I was driving some spike nails into some 2 x 4's. I missed the nail and hit my thumb. I really saw stars. I laid the hammer down, went out and sat down on the front step. That is where Eskham found me. Several years earlier I tried some carpenter work when we were fixing the first house we had. Eskham made our kitchen cabinet doors out of 3/4" plywood. We had to use a file to help smooth the edges. I ran a nice block of wood (really only a splinter) under my thumb nail. We did have to go to Dr. Livingston to get it out. Eskham pulled on my arm and the doctor pulled the .50. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/32142ba6ebbff6d624279d75bab75645.jpg 6ad6bf0f17f6ccd3d65b7348b2d2237e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (55) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 51 of A Little Bird Told Us splinter. I still carry a mark of it. Whenever we crossed a bridge, we always said "Look at the yaa". That is what Mary Lou started calling water. We always called candy "c-d-y". When Joy May was little, when Thurman left for the groceries, Josephine told him not forget the C-A-N-D-Y. when he came home Joy May only about 2 asked if he had the C-D-Y. We used to laugh at the children how they could stay awake from Woodstock to Delaware, about 40 miles, to get ice cream in Delaware and they could eat their cones and be asleep before we got home and that was only 15 miles. They always enjoyed counting the Xmas trees as they would ride along the road. One time we were taking Thanksgiving dinner down to Woodstock and the girls remember the house where we turned around to go back after the turkey we had left at home. Mary Lou was born at home. We had a lady to stay with me. On Saturday E. B. and father planted cucumbers. We had a big patch and picked when small and sold them in Ashley. That evening EB called the doctor but he didn't come for hours. He said he knew I didn't need him right then. Mary Lou was born at 2 A.M. without any Lamaze training or pain killer. I'll never forget the wonderful look EB gave me after he first saw her. When the doctor left EB asked what he owed him and he said $25. EB paid him at once. A year and 12 days later Maxine arrived. She didn't give us much warning. EB was ready to go to work and I said "I think you had better wait a little". EB sent my Dad to get the lady and when he crossed 61 he was hit by a car. He didn't stop at 61. Someone brought Father home and EB went to call the doctor. He came at once but not soon enough. Maxine was born just .51. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c3e6c3db945fb2755664349ab2626ccb.jpg 11246bc5ca308a6ddcce3aaa9bf66457 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (56) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 52 of A Little Bird Told Us as the doctor passed the house. My dad was sitting in the yard with his head bleeding but EB called the doctor and said he was needed inside first. Later he stitched up my Dad's cuts. Father always told Mary Lou that they got their noses cut off at the same time. The doctor charged $35 for delivering Maxine. Eskham was a little slower. He was due June 20 and didn't arrive until July 31. It was extremely hot weather and my legs got bigger and bigger as well as other parts got bigger. I went to the doctor on Friday and he told me to take 2 T. castor oil on Sunday. I went back the next Friday and he told me the same thing, and the next Friday he said to take 4 T. which I did but nothing happened. In fact that last Sunday I took 8 T. The first 4 came right up and I was so desperate I took 4 more. On Monday morning, the doctor came down and sent me to White Cross Hospital and at 9:30 that night I had my baby boy. The doctor kept me 9 days. On the 8th I sat on the edge of the bed and home on the ninth. A year and 20 days late our Shirley arrived. Two weeks Pictured at top are Maxine, Mary Lou, and Eskham. Pictured at the bottom of the page is Eskham B. Hayes, Junior. .52. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/04ad508327878ffbee17fec903e60813.jpg cb37658368567c7d313c33d67b4177bc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (57) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 53 of A Little Bird Told Us before my due date, the doctor sent me in to the hospital in care of the same doctor who delivered Eskham. They put me out and 23 hours later they told Eskham he had a new daughter. He had to wait downstairs in the waiting room. Shirley had been born about 3 p.m. but I didn't see her until they brought my supper and the doctor stopped in and I said I hadn't seen her so he got a nurse and she brought her in. At about that time EB asked downstairs and they let him come up. When the doctor had gone down to see him, he gone out to get something to eat and the nurses changed shifts so he didn't get the word. He sure looked good only he had a 24 hour shadow and had waited down stairs 24 hours. This time I was up the second day and sat and rocked Shirley every day until I went home. When going through some clippings. I found a receipt from Dr. English who delivered Eskham and Shirley at White Cross Hospital. It was a receipt for $150 for payment in full for delivery and including Dr. Fletcher who did some surgery following Shirley's birth. He was the same doctor that delivered Eskham Jr., a year and 20 days earlier. This didn't include the hospital bill. Pictured at top is Shirley Hayes. Pictured at the bottom are Eskham and Shirley. .53. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2fa74234da6db9096d6bbb3744d95cbb.jpg ad825eab3ec1d249c154a455657496f6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (58) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 54 of A Little Bird Told Us When Mary Lou and Maxine were 2 and 3, they started singing together especially at Grange meetings. Their first song was "I'm a Little Teapot". One year they sang "Night before Xmas". It was quite a hit because it was a long song for them. Maxine shocked one of the bachelors by showing him her new panties. She was only about 2 1/2. Eskham Jr. was very interested in switches and wiring. His Dad had got him a 24 volt transformer and switches and bulbs to use on it. One Xmas he and Shirley got a doll house and barn and by evening EB had lights put in them. He was always drawing diagrams. One night after he had started to school he was having trouble getting asleep. I asked him why and he said "Mom, I've got so much to think about that I can't go to sleep." During World War II everyone made many sacrifices. We were very fortunate that Eskham didn't have to go to war. Everyone was rationed gasoline, workers were a always able to get to work. We were given stamp books for sugar, coffee, shoes, and gasoline. We got along easily because little ones didn't need the shoes or other things as much as adults. When Maxine started to walk she was almost as tall Pictured at top are Grandpa Warner, Maxine, and Mary Lou. Picture at the bottom are Maxine and Mary Lou. .54. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/64487dcac2096be3a70637af4f098cf8.jpg beb8ca26b68a9eed6b8278062abcc232 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (59) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 55 of A Little Bird Told Us as Mary Lou. My dad used to have Mary Lou do stretching exercises after every meal. She would lay down on the floor on her back and her arms above her head and he would really coach her to stretch. Of course, Maxine soon learned to lay down wit her. I made two dresses the same size for about 5 years, then when they started to school I made Maxine's a little longer. Maxine would get the prize of being the first to rip or tear or get something on her dress. One time EB and I came home and our Service Truck was gone but Mary Ellen Miller's car was parked our driveway. They left a note that the dairy was having some problems with their 3 phase current and needed someone to check it out. Eskham Jr. said he could check it but couldn't drive the truck down without a licensed driver with him. He didn't have his driver's license yet. Mary Ellen came out and rode with him and Shirley went along. When Eskham was playing outdoors with the girls, they made him sandwiches, (sand between crackers) and had their brother eat them. They thought it was funny until I found out. Our girls used to play with the Chandler boys up the road. They had a path thru Chandler's garden that was hard as cement. It didn't go straight down a row but would criss-cross in Pictured on the left are Eskham and Shirley. Pictured at the bottom are Maxine, Mary Lou, Shirley and Eskham,Jr. .55. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/57c51dad3dfb792ab23f240a7ecb775a.jpg b1311870369e48165ba76ead77077627 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (60) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 56 of A Little Bird Told Us the rows of corn. Bobby was only about three but he went home one time, told his mother the kids made him wet his pants. The girls were always impressed with the sandwiches the Chandler boys liked for lunch. They liked mustard and butter on their sandwiches. The year Maxine started school we had 4 cases of measles, 4 of mumps and 4 of whooping cough. It was really a year. Mary Lou had a bad cold but recovered quickly but when Maxine took it she seemed different so we took her to the doctor. It was diagnosed as scarlet fever. Then we were quarantined for three weeks. Maxine had to stay up stairs, she could come down to first landing and watch. I had to set her meals on the step and then she dropped them into a Lysol pan. EB wasn't permitted to go near her because he was working at Nestle's where they were handling coffee and baby food. Christmas came about the third week so we wrote letters to Santa to not come until New Year's Day. Maxine was never real sick but we followed all rules. Before she was allowed to come down I had to wash her clothes and all the toys she had played with and even wipe her springs and mattress with Lysol water. I don't believer she had anything different than Mary Lou had had but it was reported by the doctor and the county nurse took over. We followed all rules because we wanted Eskham to be able to continue working. We heard of one man who they made to stop working because his family wasn't taking the Pictured at top are Hayes and Chandler Playmates .56. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f35d2ac00312e20861868b3e979f5a7a.jpg ef17c54611d8fbd518d15f6286c4d930 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (61) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 57 of A Little Bird Told Us proper precautions. Christmas was a sad day. We finally turned the radio off because we couldn't stand the Christmas music. But we really celebrated on New Year's Day. Eskham remembered only one time he used a switch on Mary Lou. We lived down by 61 and she went down the lane alone and he got a switch and really switched her little legs as she ran back the lane. She never went down again. When the children were all small, Eskham worked full time and it was a real treat when after church he would decide to take time off. I'd pack a picnic lunch (usually Spam or Treet) and I'd make bean salad which Maxine detested but it was something I always had on hand,, and we would ride somewhere. One time we went north on 61 as far as it would go. We ate supper along Lake Erie and then came home. The first Sunday that Maxine was at Capital we decided to take the afternoon trip after Church. We asked Kenney to go along. I don't remember where we went but the weather turned cold. Kenny didn't have any Pictured at top are Eskham, Ethel, Maxine, and Mary Lou Pictured at bottom right is Eskham Jr. .57. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/72d53695e62fe4a50e73bd77d1f3bf36.jpg 16448be48104f3aee1ee8601037276c4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (62) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 58 of A Little Bird Told Us sweater or coat, so he used the tablecloth as a shawl. Shirley and Eskham Jr. sure teased him. The year Mary Lou graduated we had an international Farm Exchange student from Denmark to stay with us for thirty days. Her name was Gunver Graveston. The Co. Extension Agent brought her over for a picnic supper and before the evening was over the kids were grouped around the piano singing. We had a wonderful 30 days with her. The girls had summer jobs so she was with me during the daytime and spent the evenings with them. The kids one night went to Columbus for a hamburg and she thought it was terrible to drive 30 miles for a sandwich. We toured Ohio Caverns one day and she didn't know how to explain it to her folks because they didn't have a word for "cave". She ate her first watermelon and corn on the cob here on my birthday. She didn't like jello because it made her stomach feel funny when she saw it jiggle. She had a younger brother the same age as Eskham Jr., and he always called her "Bang Bang". Every time he did she would chase him around the house. He nicknamed her because he couldn't say Gunver plain. It was a wonderful 30 days while she was here. When she left we felt we would never see her again. But five months later, I came out from teaching my Sunday School class and she met me at the church. She was on the way back from the west and was visiting her first host family and they brought her down. The Pictured is Gunver Graverson 1964 .58. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5389603a0dc1bc3bcbeb8934217bf8a2.jpg 6fda34797db96c8d0f55b4e868504df0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (63) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 59 of A Little Bird Told Us brother to her first host family told me he was going to do everything possible to bring her back here as his bride! I laughed at him. Gunver Graverson was an International Farm Youth exchange student. While in America she spent 30 days in 6 different homes, three in Ohio and 3 in the West. The brother of first host family became very attracted to her and three years after she returned to her home in Denmark, she married him, Bill Penton. Gunver's mother wrote to me and asked if Bill would ask to marry one of my girls would I give my consent. I did a lot of thinking before I answered her we even made a trip to Lorain to see him and his home and to meet his family. While there Bill showed us a ring he was sending Gunver's Father and he was going to call her on the phone and have her father give it to her when he asked her to marry him. Needless to say she accepted and asked me to make a crinoline like I made for Mary Lou to wear with her wedding dress. They spent their honeymoon in Europe and flew to New York and picked up their car. They really surprised us as they made a stop here at our home for a meal before they Pictured at top is Ethel, Gunver, and Eskham in 1964 Mary Lou, Gunver, and Maxine, Eskham Jr., and Shirley are pictured at the bottom right. .53. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3657442da828dad615d16dfd1f1bbb08.jpg 5eb1b0815ab902c979efa16c8903667d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (64) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 60 of A Little Bird Told Us went to Lorain. She and her children have really become a part of our family. She has remarried since Bill's death but her present husband has accepted us as American-in-laws. Gunver has always called us her American parents. Our family was going to Ravenna to Harvey's wedding. We picnicked on the way with Hubert, Helen and family. I had made some concentrated tea base so we could just add ice and water. We were filling a pitcher from the camp faucet and it foamed up about 3 inches. Some passing by people laughed and said they had never seen anyone put water in their beer like that. The kids had a good laugh over it. When we were spending our winters in Florida at a woman's meeting one day we talked about nicknames. And I told them about mine. The next time I went to the club house where there was a large gathering, one man called across the hall and said "Hello High Test". The name was out again but few used it except Don Boham. When Shirley was 7 or 8 she decided she was too grown-up to ask for a doll for Xmas. The day before Pictured are Maxine, Eskham Jr., and Mary Lou. .60. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/43241a38e8d3526273845c9fc5a423d0.jpg 6bdb2d8c35e4b2a3ebf259574798dc47 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (65) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to unnumbered page of A Little Bird Told Us Golden Anniversary Sept, 4, 1987 Pictured are Ethel and Eskham Hayes http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d4a83abf24f1a1f45c7691b7c0d42ce5.jpg e4e5396422ead79dc539848e24dee7de Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (66) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to unnumbered page of A Little Bird Told Us Pictured are Ethel and Eskham's family and guests at their golden anniversary 1987 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1a9feb85653eee329dcabf6c852caa76.jpg a4f38d2231175310d835165975e2a834 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (67) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 61 of A Little Bird Told Us she cried because it wouldn't be like Christmas if she didn't get a doll. So Christmas Eve as we were going to Woodstock for our Christmas we stopped in Delaware at the drug store and they took a doll out of the display window so she could be happy. Jeffrey was our first grandchild. Maxine and Jack had gone to the hospital. I had to make a trip to Columbus and I didn't want to leave until I knew how things were. I was in the waiting room at Grady when the doctor came in and told Jack he had a boy. The doctor said his boy was born at 10:32 and weighed 7 lbs, 7 oz. After the doctor left, Jack looked at me and said, "Did he say 10 pounds 32 ounces." Of course that was too good not to tell Shirley and Eskham wrote "It's a Boy" in the dust on Jack's car. On our 50th wedding anniversary we had a big open house. Rev. Klempauer had us repeat our vows and he served communion to our whole family. We had a big crowd and 12 people came from the Bonfire Park in Florida. I attended some bridal showers for my grandchildren and I always remarked that I thought it would be nice for the grandparents to get to exchange for some of the new thing because I never had a shower. Laura Stimmel said she would see that I had a shower for our 55th. And she did. She sent out invitations and we really had a good time. I never had so many nice dish cloths as I have had since then. Pictured are Mary Lou, Maxine, Eskham Jr., Shirley. .61. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b14a47fdae49280a5afdcfdf93b2b009.jpg b4555988863e0c8a045334ae49f62a85 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (68) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 62 of A Little Bird Told Us While we were living with my father, I convinced my father to go to Columbus and have a picture taken. We were to get them just before Christmas so we could surprise my brothers. The proofs came and I sent them back but the pictures never arrived. I fretted and wanted to call the photographer, but we didn't have a phone. Christmas morning I got a package that contained all the pictures. EB and Father had conspired together to keep me from getting the picture. One time EB and my Dad went to Eastern Ohio to install a Delco plant and they saw some funny looking chickens. They bought some eggs and brought them home and put them under one of our hens that was settling. Three weeks later they brought in some of the ugliest chickens I had ever seen. They had a little fuzz on their body but bare long neck and bare rear ends. I guess they were a breed called "turkens". Finally they confessed to what they had done. I thought I had deformed chickens. One time EB was working around in the backyard and he saw spots that looked like the grass was burnt. He wondered if someone had been playing with matches. He called for Eskham Jr. and he admitted he had been playing with matches. EB says he Pictured at top are Mary Lou and Maxine, Eskham and Shirley, with Specky, the three legged pet. Pictured at bottom is Eskham Jr. .62. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f5df9546041a623e536adf9a7f1ecd7b.jpg 2d4ec3e653a07e01c1286b7197008f2e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (69) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 63 of A Little Bird Told Us thinks that is the last and only spanking he ever remembered giving Eskham Jr. Later on Eskham Jr. was appointed to be the one to burn the trash. His Dad showed him how and he would always stand and watch it. We could never get Shirley to even strike a match. She would stand back and strike the match and throw it the minute it started to light and of course it would be out before it touched the paper. Saturday night we were always very busy. The three girls had to have their hair put up and Sunday dinner had to be ready for the oven so we could all go to church. and Mary Lou had to watch the wrestling on TV. She was never sports minded but she did love wrestling. When Maxine was attending Capital University we sent her some extra money so she could buy her brother and sisters a Christmas present before she came home. She went shopping but she bought herself a new suit. She said their Christmas was seeing her in her new suit. It really was a nice suit and she looked nice in it. When Mary Lou and Maxine were 4 or 5 years old, I had been sick all day. I managed to fix some cereal for them then I would lie down. I saw them talking and crying and I asked them what was wrong. I had usually had supper ready when their Daddy got home and it was time for him to come home. They said they knew they would starve to death because I wasn't able to cook. When Eskham came I told him and he fixed them a real nice supper. I don't Pictured are Maxine and Mary Lou .63. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/160f5b6f71c29f8688a2411a30c7cd0a.jpg b21bb3b19d9bb10cf3fec7fc50d65568 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (70) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 64 of A Little Bird Told Us remember what he fixed except some fresh fried potatoes that they loved. In a few days I discovered I was pregnant for their little brother. The Boggs were our neighbors. The kids use to come down and play ball in our field. One day Shirley went up to play on their swing with Myrtle Boggs. While swinging, Shirley fell out and broke her arm. She pent one night in the hospital. We always felt bad because Mr. Boggs took the swing down so they could no longer play on it. Several years later the daughter of the oldest Boggs' boy became my granddaughter, Jeff's wife Joyce. One morning EB and I were sleeping a little late. And Shirley crawled in under our bed. EB and I started talking about Shirley saying we didn't know what we were going to do with her that she was causing us so much worry. Shirley hurried back into her bed and really cried. We were some time convincing her that we were only teasing and that she was very dear to us. Eskham Jr. helped me make ice cream. We had a walk-in cooler in the basement so he carried the gallons of milk down. One day he fell and the glass cut his wrist. I couldn't get the bleeding stopped Pictured are The Look Alikes... Ethel Warner and Shirley Hayes in 1st Grade .64. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/80760e0c5bc47a2b4d1814edfe5519ff.jpg cf26695918df21d112db40e5e60cfea8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (71) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 65 of A Little Bird Told Us because it was deep. I asked Shirley to call the doctor but our line was busy and the girls who were talking wouldn't let her have the line. She came and held the pad on Eskham's arm while I asked the girls to give up the line. I handed the phone back to Shirley after I dialed Dr. Livingston's number. When he answered she told him to get things ready because I was bringing Eskham down. His Dad and I took Eskham to the hospital and he spent the night there. We always laughed about Shirley telling the Doctor "to get things ready." There was an elderly man who lived in Olive Green. He wrote a column for our local Sunbury News. At the time of Mary Lou's and Maxine's weddings he wrote very nice articles about them which we have reprinted on the next two pages. When Maxine got married I made clothes for her trip. The last day I stayed up late to finish an extra dress I wanted her to have. We had carefully packed her clothes in a hanging case but they were many miles from home before they thought about them. Jack refused to come back and get them so they did some shopping and she had new dresses waiting for her when she got home. Mary Lou went to Ohio University in Athens, On a Saturday we took Mary Ellen McClish and Mary Lou down and helped them unload at the dormitory. We got most of their things unloaded and then we went to Juanita and Marlon for lunch. Eskham Jr. and Shirley were with us. Needless to say we had a car full going down. Her dormitory was about two blocks from the main street. After lunch as we came from Juanita's, Eskham stopped the car and said the girls could walk the two blocks to the dorm. The girls got out quickly, said goodbye and Eskham drove on. It was a long time (maybe we were almost home) before I could get myself settled and realized he had done the right thing. .65. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2e5edd1ba40030c561d8262ac2c00dac.jpg 5d170365e554ee4cdd903e4db13d00fe Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (72) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 66 of A Little Bird Told Us THE SUNBURY NEWS WEDDING TAKES ANOTHER GIRL FRIEND; CUPID'S ARROW NEVER MISSES THE MARK By Fred McKay I have run out of exclamation points! Another of my girl friends is gone. She has become a victim to that ever busy little Cupid, who belongs to the oldest union. Speaking of nuclear missiles! This little fel- low's unerring arrows never miss the mark. Mary Lou belongs to the com- munity. She was born and grew up from where by taking a short walk, she could throw a stone into the main street of Olive Green. She is an accomplished musician and vocalist - Sunbury Hi grad- uate - finished a teacher's course at Ohio University. I just can't refrain from writing about how nearly she came to missing her wedding day on Sun- day, Aug. 10, 1958. Kenneth W. Mackley was the lucky man. Her House Blew Up One morning one of our neigh- bors stopped and said, "Hayes' house blew up." I took my walk to the bridge much faster on that morning and found out that every- body was safe. "He giveth His angels charge over thee". Now I'm going to look ahead. Before this happy couple celebrates their 50th wedding there'll no doubt be a bright golden haired little girl with waiting eyes look up and say "Grandma, tell us about the time your house blew up and how scared you were". Someone whispered to the groom that I'd tear him to pieces with my pencil. I had never seen him 'till on his wedding day. There was just one word came as I looked into his manly open face and it was = "trust". Miles, Miles of Lace The bride's dress was beautiful. All I could think of was miles and miles of lace. How many stitches of love it must have taken! The altar was decorated in beautiful green and white - 14 bright cand- les sent forth their beams on which is always a never to be forgotten scene. Maxine very touchingly sang, "Always", "Because", "I Love you Truly", "In My Garden" and with unusual solemnity and beauty sang the "Wedding Prayer" with bride and groom and attendants kneeling. I had never seen this before. Mrs. Warner Breece very artis- tically played the organ which brought forth all its sonorous joyous sounds - the tears - unbidden almost came - did come! I was much moved to see Eskham jr. escort his mother to her seat. These lines came to mind: "My son is my son till he have got him a wife, but my daughter is my daughter all the days of her life". They were made one by Rev. George Pingle with a double ring. Rev. Richard Burns was best man. The bride's maids were Maxine and Shirley, Mary Lou's sisters, and Jane Debolt. Ushers were Eskham jr., Myron Warner, Dale Price and Bob Mackley. There was a load of presents. The reception held in the church basement was a jolly affair. Someone has said, there's always a place for tears at a wedding. It must be for the older ones. A glance back through the yesterdays of bygone days and for the parents, the memory of the bright eager faces of a little boy or girl starting to school. I have often said that they never come back but their memory is enshrined in our hearts that lasts all our days. Bright eyed beauties were there, old age was present and fondly loved babies too. None of 'em cried. My wish for this envied couple is that as they start down "the long path" together it'll lead through "fields of green and by the waters still", and when trouble comes, let it be a "shadow on the sun that shades the soul". Mackley and Hayes Wedding .66. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1df7ed3f4bf62412311193d7f07973ac.jpg b9986fa237fdc051d122993a630bdd47 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (73) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 67 of A Little Bird Told Us I'LL NOT WRITE ABOUT THE TROUSSEAU - SOME- ONE ELSE WILL DO SO-FOR THIS WEDDING by Fred McKay I'll not write about the trouseau. Someone else will do so. I'm writing just for Maxine and Jack and the folks. "Hear the mellow wedding bells! What a world of happiness their melody foretells!" "The sunshine is gone from the old south room, Where she sat through the long bright, summer hours, And the odor is gone from the window flowers, And something is lost of their delicate bloom, And a shadow creeps over the house with its gloom. And a shadow that over our paradise lowers, For we can see her no more in the old south room." Tears of joy came to see her go. Even the clouds wept at her going away. "Sweet grief". The gently falling rain showered a blessing on them and the silver and gold sunset pronounced a benediction. Crusty old August's heart was melted and furnished an extra Sun- day just for Maxine and Jack who stand hand in hand with expectant feet happy - confident - unafraid. I envy them their youth, "When the days are short and the years are long". "Many waters cannot quen- ch love neither can the floods de= stroy it". Maxine has spent most of her young life near the banks of belov- ed Big Walnut where the "Fog comes on little cat feet". I did not wedding day. I had faith in him at first sight. While penning these lines I heard the most beautiful music. It came from a violin which always is filled with "sweet sounds". Beautiful screeching, wavering wails come forth - whistling, piping staccato! Then a sort 'o hushing and falling of drops of water on the dainties of silvery sheets and like the gentle dew upon the grass in every drop of which "All heaven is mirrored". Finally the softest murmuring., muffled tones like the sweetest of lullabies. Once the tears came! Maxine is a talented musician and vocalist. May their lives be happy and long together - even to the time "When the years are short and the days are long." Let's sing and shout, clap our hands and all wish them Bon Voyage. Their wed- ding was beautiful! I asked our little granddaughter Kathy what part she liked best. She said, "Max- ine's singing". Alice Maxine Hayes to Jack Leroy Stimmel Sunday, Aug. 30, 1959 Don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?" Stimmel and Hayes Wedding .67. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/045859dbef1a8826615adb2c9252380e.jpg 2682cd94aa0c386e5534ec6f54d159eb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (74) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 68 of A Little Bird Told Us The rule at the dorm was the girls had to stay the first six weeks. When Mary Lou did come home she asked for some unbalanced meals, she had been eating at the dorm and every time it was a balanced meal and she wanted some snacks. Kenny came up one week about the close of Mary Lou's second year. He said he and come to ask permission to give Mary Lou a ring and wouldn't leave until he got our permission. He hung on one hip and then the other until we finally gave him permission. We went to Niagara Falls one time with Mary Lou and Kenny. We spent our time at the Falls and in Canada and started to drive home late at night. We were on an interstate when I noticed the mileage for New York City was getting lower rather than farther away. We were on the right road but going the wrong way. There used to be a gift shop at the intersection of 61 and 95. We, EB and I, had stopped there and I saw some pretty Currier and Ives dishes. This was just after Eskham and Jeane were married and I thought it would be nice to have a place setting for each of us since we were alone now. I asked Kenney to take me up to get them before Eskham's birthday. They were going to charge me more for two place settings that for the full set for six. So I bought the full set. Then several years later when we began attending flea markets in Florida we saw many of these dishes on sale so I began to buy them. Plates were usually less than a dollar and I paid $5 for one box and got about 20 plus a lot of other dishes I needed to complete the ones I needed in Florida. Then we decided those would be nice dishes for our three granddaughters so we kept looking for dishes until we had over 300. Finally when they were all married I divided and saved enough for me to use. Now when you see the plates they are .68. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0574b43ce0c0a0785bcb97b9174b15ca.jpg de82035d082bae5f16189f619da69cae Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (75) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 69 of A Little Bird Told Us priced $10 each and big plates at $12 or &15. I still think they are pretty dishes. Family Reunion at Porter Grange 1954 Pictured on the upper left are The Inlaws: Hildred Warner Thurman Warner Ethel Hayes Hubert Warner Rodney Warner M. H. Warner Roger Warner Pictured on the middle right are The Outlaws: Esther Warner Rheumilla Warner Josephine Warner Helen Warner Marie Warner Eskham Hayes M. H. Warner Pictured on bottom left is Our Family: Mary Lou and Maxine Hayes Eskham and Ethel Hayes, M. H. Warner Eskham, Jr. and Shirley Hayes .69. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4f73c3b09bd7a2441a9e4f06daa190b2.jpg 88f919be4162254813a4d4b5ecd9bdba Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (76) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 70 of A Little Bird Told Us After E.B. started doing refrigeration work, he sold a new Ice Cream Machine. He brought the old one home and put a new compressor on it. One year when we were having the Warner Reunion at the Porter Grange hall, we used to take the outfit up about 2 P.M. and serve ice cream to everyone. The little ones could have as many cones as they could eat. Eskham became known to a lot of nieces and nephews as the "Ice Cream Man." At that time I kept ice cream made and sold it by the half gallons. E.B. also took Dixie Cups of ice cream in a styrofoam packer to work with him when he was working on the Ohio State University Dormitory. Everyone helped themselves and put the money in a cup. It worked fine until a new group of workers came in and took advantage of him. When Eskham Jr. became old enough to help his Dad, I lost my help so I quit the ice cream business. Then a few years ago at our Reunion, one niece who is now married and has a son said she wished the Ice Cream Man would return. Since the next year we were hosts, we got the machine together and since then we have had homemade ice cream at our reunions. We have become known as the Ice Cream People at Sunbury since we have been making it for the church on Memorial Day, Fourth of July and Labor Day. When Mary Lou and and Kenny decided to get married, the idea of a church wedding was quite a new experience for me. Mary Lou picked out a picture of a dress in the magazine that she liked so we went shopping. We made a beautiful dress and the bridesmaid dresses. About 10 o'clock on her wedding day it dawned on us that since Mary Lou had a short sleeved dress she should have gloves or mitts. So I used the leftover lace and made her mitts. Every thing was ready on time. Everyone told me I would cry at Mary Lou's wedding. I never even shed a tear even though my heart .70. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/15c431e55e675a91eb9daab66cf048f3.jpg 34ccc93a2138de278306e188033a643d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (77) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 71 of A Little Bird Told Us was over flowing but the next week, Lee Ellen Miller was married in the same church and I cried through the entire service. When Tim became old enough to comb his own hair he became aware that some hair on the crown of his head always wanted to stick up. So why bother, he just pulled it out. And before he was aware, his folks noticed a very small bare spot appearing on his head. After that he combed his hair differently. My niece Ruth was very slow learning to walk. She could walk around things but would not let loose. Her Grandmother Lena bought her a walker. A walker was an unusual toy then. Ruth took one look at it and walked to it and she has walked alone ever since. When Jack Bryan was little he would stay with me sometime and he was always close under foot. If I was baking he would sit on the cabinet and talk. and after every statement he would say, "Right Grandmother" and he would keep on saying it until you answered. Maxine had to keep her eye on Ted when he was in the kitchen. One day he had her Bible in a skillet and was going to fry it. Mandy was very attached to her blanket. She carried it with her all the time. One day I sat down to rock her for her afternoon nap and she didn't have it. She asked for it and I said "It flew the coop." She settled down and went to sleep and never saw the blanket again until her wedding shower. I think she still has it. When Eskham Jr. was younger he had a habit that always embarrassed me. When we ate at home we never thought so much about it but when we were eating somewhere else and a dish was passed to him he would always smell it first. And to this day I ask him to eat with his Dad and I he will say "What do you have to eat?" Also when he was small he always wanted catsup on everything. We had a cartoon on the refrigerator .71. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cb4d06a6e9ef3fa34436efb4516e9c9e.jpg 6bb5caea3a3b9590500070e90ea506ee Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (78) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 72 of A Little Bird Told Us When he was little that said, "If it wasn't for catsup There were a lot of things I wouldn't eat!" On the morning of Mary Lou's second birthday, Thurman came over and ask me to come and stay with Josephine while he went for the doctor. 61 was being built and he had to go the back road. No one close had a Sunbury phone. Before he got back Dick Warner made his appearance and I had the honor of picking him up first and smacking his little bottom. When Dr. Livingston arrived he took over and I went out to find Thurman and he was leaning over the back fence. I didn't remember if I ever spanked Dick any after that. After Harvey and Lucy were married her first teaching job was at Akron. Harvey was still in school. We had to make a trip to Akron to pick up some electrical heaters so we planned to surprise them. We found their home and were sitting in a swing on their front porch when we saw them coming up the street holding hands and very involved in conversation. Suddenly they saw us and I thought they were going to turn and run. We sat and talked for a long time until it was supper time. Finally something was said about eating but they didn't have food enough and only had two knives and forks. Finally Eskham went to the car and brought in the picnic basket and then everyone enjoyed themselves. We really made them nervous for a short time. We have seen holes cut in doors so dogs and cats could go in and out but on our last trip to N. Carolina we saw a door with the top corner cut off. It seemed Pat wanted to mount his two deer heads in a certain position on the side walls. When the deer were in place, Shirley couldn't open the closet door without hitting the deer's ear. So Pat cut a triangle piece off the door and fastened it to the door frame and now the door opens without hitting the deer's ear. I was down to Eskham Jr's the day after Jeanne .72. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1bb34132bf7d86beb6f2581e982e5a7e.jpg 50e8c362552ef90230916547d9c41a5c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (79) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 73 of A Little Bird Told Us brought Jason home from the hospital. While Jeanne and I were in the kitchen and I walked into the living room and Eskham III had upset Jason's basket on himself and he was trying to crawl out from under the blankets. I had to dig a little to find Jason but he was OK. When Jason was small, I always referred to him as my Baby Grandson. He resented it during his teenager years but now I ask him who he is and he says Baby Grandson. The first time I realized I had any heart problems I was in Florida in a WalMart store. Maxine had come down to visit and we took Alice Morris and Rose Klafke out to our favorite eating place. I had their wonderful fish platter and I am sure "I ate the whole thing" then we went shopping. EB and I were walking back to my favorite spot, the yard goods department, and I felt dizzy and started to pass out. EB just helped me lay down in the aisle. I quickly came to and the store personnel helped me to our car. Maxine drove me directly to a doctor who ran a blood sample and test. He told me I had had too much sea food, of course he put me on medication. The next time I had trouble we were shopping again with Rose and Lou Klafke at the shopping mall in Ocala. I didn't pass out but I felt like I had a rubberband around my chest and someway it was getting tighter. We bought red zippered jackets and then I admitted I was sick. We sat down and rested awhile and then we decided we should start home. We had about 30 miles to drive to the hospital and we made it down route 27 in nothing flat. EB wished for a patrolman so we could have an escort. We made it and I told them afterward that I have never been undressed so fast. They sent me from the Leesburg Hospital to one at Orlando. Eskham Jr. and Jeanne flew down on four wheels and they took me to Orlando. Nothing developed as being serious, just put on medication and I am still doing my thing. .73. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5e678b54c42b9b5cc178895f18e1e22c.jpg 07a34385a94a6fc5cee1eff5b5b36efd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (80) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 74 of A Little Bird Told Us Eskham had to get into the act so he decided to pass out in church a few months ago. A nurse sitting back of us saw the problem I was having trying to get his attention. She came over and layed him down on the pew. At first she didn't get a pulse and she started to loosen his tie. He came to and he asked if she was undressing him. Another nurse came with a cold cloth and he told her if something was going to happen this was a good place for it to happen. The minister stopped at the hospital after the service and EB said there wasn't anything wrong with him but he was hungry. We did stop at a restaurant on the way home about six o'clock and ate supper. We had spent six hours in the emergency room and still haven't found out the cause. While we were spending our winters in Florida, we had lots of company, and we enjoyed them all. Some say I enticed my nephews into activities that they didn't usually do. The Park always had Bingo on Monday night so Dick Covey decided he would go with me. He said he would play but he knew he wouldn't win. Elvira stayed at the house with Eskham. Dick had a good time and I think he won. A year or two later, Bob and Joan came with Dick and Elvira. Bob being a minister, didn't think he should go but he won the first game. And then they would spend their dirty money. Now I hear Dick is conducting Bingo games in the inner city of Jacksonville. Our Bingo games were just fun for Senior Citizens. Our regular activity when we spent our winter in Florida was visiting all the flea markets. You could go to one everyday that was in driving distance. Our favorite was the one at Webster every Monday. You could arrive at 9 and walk until you were tired usually around 2:30 or 3:00 and you hadn't seen it all. We did get some good ideas. At the flea market we saw 5 gallon buckets made into seats for children. We copied .74. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/21170fe02da1ec3364c15ad434ade606.jpg a8b7ee56d4648b6d33b9f5b79c14f9cf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (81) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 75 of A Little Bird Told Us the idea and have made seats for all our great grandchildren and several small friends. We improved on the original buckets by putting the children's names on them. We had one Grandson, my baby grandson, who had a hard time accepting himself. He had to learn to have a lot of self control. He always got sick at his stomach when ever he smelt a bad odor. He was very easy to toilet train. One time Jeffery and Jack carried him out to see their pigs. Of course the pen was hot and smelly and they quickly brought Jason back in. Holly was a climbing child. When her arms were wide enough to reach across the door frame she could climb to the top using her hands and feet. She told her mother one time that whenever she saw her up in the tree sitting she would know she was mad and to just let her alone. While we were visiting Shirley we learned that Jimmie had gotten married. Later on in the evening Jimmie and Kathy came in. E.B. and I were standing across the room and E.B. looked at me and said, "She is sure a long tall drink of water." Kathy heard him and came right over and said she had been called a lot of things but never that. It really broke the ice and she never forgot it. Eskham and I joined the Porter Grange over 50 years ago and were very active members for a number of years. We organized the Juvenile Grange and worked several years with the Drill Team. I joined the Eastern Stars while I was staying with Roger at Ashley and then transferred to Sunbury. Eskham joined the Masons in Sunbury. We are both Fifty Year Members but have never been active. I helped organize our women's club back in 1953. It is now the Tri Co Club. I always enjoy all the crafts. Eskham is always hunting for something he can do. .75. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/45af42cbc5a0fb00bad9b2c61accb6f5.jpg 2b39894219d60ed2a97b0e3fa585376b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (82) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 76 of A Little Bird Told Us One day he was cleaning the basement and he found some tiles that he had brought back from Columbus when he was working on the dormitories at O.S.U. He wondered what he could make from them. He came up with the idea of trivets, and that has developed into paper weights and worry stones. It is something we both can do together. We seem to always get a lot of phone calls to buy things. While in Florida we had a call and E.B. answered the phone. The sales lady was selling a lot in a Memorial Garden that they were starting in Leesburg. E.B. answered her by saying, "He hadn't used the lot he was given last year for Christmas." They quickly hung up. Elvira told me this story. She said she had used her Uncle Eskham as an example several times when she had had to give speeches. She used the example that EB did not let his blindness handicap keep him from doing some things. She said we were all at a family reunion and her family was wanting someone to take their pictures. Eskham and John Droke were talking and she asked them. Eskham was almost blind and John had one arm. So John focused the camera and EB pushed the button to take the picture. When Eskham learnt he was losing his eyesight, he started to study the cash money he carried in his pocket. It wasn't long before he could tell the pennies and dimes apart, and the nickels and quarters. He places the paper money folded different ways. While we were in Florida, the eye doctor told Eskham that he had macular degeneration in his eyes. He just got new glasses and before they came he couldn't see thru them because his eyes had changed that much. He started to adjust to his condition. He was driving one evening and shadows across the road were bothering him so he pulled over and had me drive. .76. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/15266d9393e2c2b8ac077cd1f5259591.jpg ea8162c533be18cbcb92689bb7ef7356 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (83) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 77 of A Little Bird Told Us It wasn't long before he quit driving. He said he didn't think it was safe for him to drive any longer. He continued to do other things. He used an electric saw and drills in fact he did about anything he wanted to do. When he was using a screw driver he didn't want you to help - just to give him time. The same is true about using a key. And one thing he insisted on was not to take hold of him and guide him. If we went into a house he would count the steps going in and then he knew how many he would have to go down. When he was doing something electrical he would talk me through the connection. I have really learned a lot about tools and really have learned patience. It is hard to stand by and wait while he struggles to get something together. But that is the way he is, very independent and very determined to do his own thing. I've already told you how he learned to handle money. His greatest joy now is having the Talking Book Program. I think I should write a paragraph and tell of all the kinds of jobs Eskham has had. It think it will take more than a paragraph, maybe a chapter and I'm not sure if it wouldn't fill whole book. He started delivering the Columbus Dispatch about the time he started to school. We figured he must have had a five mile route because he walked all the streets in Woodstock. For some of the old people, he took the paper up to the porch. For a couple of real old ladies, he would hand it inside to them if the weather was bad. During the summer he mowed lawns or picked cherries and strawberries. During the spring ladies liked to have help beating the rugs. We did not have a vacuum sweepers like we do now. Every spring our beds were taken apart and the feather beds were taken out of doors and hung on a line. Rugs were also taken up and hung on the line or layed on the ground and pounded. The floors were then mopped, clean paper put down for .77. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4083ef98e27d70794c88832c6a7fc468.jpg 5930ef9a2443eeba3d5a8f8886181371 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (84) Description An account of the resource padding and after all the dust had been beaten or pounded the rugs were put back on the floor. It always took a little time to browse through the dusty paper of a year or more. The beds and springs were always cleaned of dust before they were put back together. It usually took a day to do one room but how nice the bed was to climb into that night. Many women who didn't have boys were always looking for someone to help them do the heavy cleaning. Eskham beat many rugs and usually was paid 50 cents. Hildreths that lived at the edge of town had a large strawberry patch and they hired many boys to help pick. Eskham went down with a group of older boys to pick. He was small but Mr. Hildreth said he could pick. He remembers that he made $3.98 picking strawberries in one afternoon. We had a small canning factory in Woodstock that canned green beans and Bonnie Best tomatoes. Eskham worked on the planting machine that was pulled by a horse. He and another boy wold drop a plant into the holes made with the planter. They planted one row at a time. Later on there were tomatoes and beans to be picked. Eskham went with his brothers and Bob Lincoln told him he could pick, too. At the end of the week he paid Eskham the same as his brothers. Sometimes when Eskham was delivering papers he would deliver a short note in the paper. Claudine use to put the return note into a certain hollow tree that was near her house. Some times he wrote in Morse Code, which he knew, but he found out Claudine's father used to be a telegraph operator so that ended the secret code. The summer before the eight grade, Mr. O.P. Smith asked him to help pick up potatoes that he had plowed out. When they finished that day Mr. Smith asked if he would like to learn to work in his store. This was a .78. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e5ba3ecf91faf539987a484a84931a6b.jpg c0a99da5f21924f3918d9004417bc39c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (85) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 79 of A Little Bird Told Us general merchandise store that kept groceries, meat, dry goods, shoes and boots, oils and gasoline. After he learned the job he would go in the morning and work till school time, it was just a couple of blocks from school. Then he would stay at noon while Mr. Smith went home for dinner, and return after school and work till closing time. He sold his paper route. He made $5 a week and worked six days a week. He did get time off for football practice. Between his junior and senior year the Pennsylvania Railroad was laying new tracks through Woodstock. He learned they were paying $3 a day, so he got a job working for the railroad. He said it toughened him up good for football. When the railroad job was over, Mr. Smith took him back and he worked for him for five years. During the time Eskham was working in the store, he was keeping time with the boss's daughter. They had begun to have some problems and one afternoon Eskham decided to go swimming instead of going to work at the store. The next morning Mr. Smith told him he thought the store could get along without his help. So he went next door to a meat market operated by Mr. Hahn. About six months later he borrowed from an insurance policy and bought the store. The meat market was really a butcher shop. If you bought steak it was cut right from the carcass that was hanging in the cooler. His brother, Aubrey, helped him work in the store. They carried a full line of groceries. They gave credit to too many people, it was during the depression, and after a year they closed their doors. My dad was one of their customers but he said he paid his bill but he did require it to be itemized. All accounts were totaled and just the date and amount was kept on their records. But when they made a sale to M.H. Warner's account they had to list every item. Eskham owed some companies that had supplies his store .79. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1a6e45a07a7f66f0e2082d967e325eee.jpg da2743038f808d1ba3210f1fc80fe912 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (86) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 80 of A Little Bird Told Us and he paid the last one with a diamond ring that had been returned to him. In a short time he started working at the elevator where the farmers sold their grain and bought coal. The coal came in train cars and had to be unloaded by hand - sixty tons in each car. He would stand on top and throw off as much as he could until he could use a shovel. Many of the people who got the welfare coal would sit uptown in the warm building and then come down and get their free coal. This was depression times and a large insurance company in Columbus acquired many farms in our area and they hired Eskham's dad to repair and build fences on them. Eskham, his brother Aub, and a couple of cousins worked on the gang. When they worked a distance from home, Mother Hayes would go along and they would live in a tenant house on the farm. He got paid $7 a week and room and board. That was when they worked from "Can see to Can't see." Ruby Clark owned the drug store in Woodstock and she offered him the same pay to take over her store and operate it for her. It was mostly soda fountain, candy, tobacco, and some patent medicines. It was a full time job. He had an electric pop-corn popper at the store. He had this job after we moved from Woodstock. A friend of Eskham's, Leonard Ropp, inherited a sum of money and he invested it in a Pharmacy on North High Street in Columbus and he asked him to operate it. They had a lady pharmacist but Eskham took care of the rest of the store. After a few months Eskham realized that Leonard Ropp was going to lose his store, so he started to look for another job. Leonard Ropp, Aubrey and Eskham were living in an apartment on Seventh Avenue. Jobs were scarce so Eskham went to Columbus Coated Fabrics and put in his application at the morning .80. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f47996e9e6fcaf6437fcf8060c867665.jpg 401b1c2bc2b2c39d92f349a886727255 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (87) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 81 of A Little Bird Told Us shift. They handed out over a hundred applications at the 6 a.m. meeting. They were only hiring married men. Eskham went back at the 2 PM shift change and there was only one other man there. He said he was short and small. The foreman came out and asked if could handle large rolls, if so come back at 10 p.m. He was sure happy. He drove up to Sunbury and stayed for supper and went back in time to go to work at 10 p.m. He worked the night shift and would make $1 an hour. He worked there six years and hated very minute of it. When he came home he smelt like lacquer thinner. I am sure it wasn't good for his health. He was printing plastic and oilcloth. We were married while he still worked at Columbus Coated Fabrics. We heard that Nestlés in Sunbury was in need of an electrician. He went down for an interview and was hired for 60¢ an hour. He spent a lot of time studying some electrical books. It was less pay per hour but he didn't have the expense of driving to Columbus. He shortly received some pay increases and some overtime. While at Nestles he got some experience on rewinding motors, some work on steam boilers, and refrigeration along with all kinds of wiring. During World War II the boss came around and asked him if he was mad and wanted to fight. He told him no. A few days later he received his draft card and he had been moved down a notch. Nestlés was furnishing coffee packs for soldiers. The plant was awarded and E Award for Excellence. During the time the war was on Eskham was on call twenty-four hours a day and seven day a week. Two years he never took a vacation he just worked full time and received a check for his vacation pay. Whenever he had to go in at night he was always paid for four hours. Some nights he would make two or three trips, because he could get there before anyone else could. .81. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7802ac89cc133466e21f6ac25d7bdc4e.jpg 906d3c9b75280ac1f667cf7a1ffa2f62 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (88) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 82 of A little Bird Told Us He started doing outside work in his spare time. It seemed a lot of people needed electric, motor, or refrigeration repair work done. The last year he took his vacation and then he decided I needed my tonsils out, so he asked for another week. Then he went back to work and it wasn't long until he asked his boss how much he needed to give notice of his quitting. He said two weeks and Eskam said to start counting. He had enjoyed working on his own so much he wanted to continue. We were doing fine when we were self-employed. I was able to run parts in Columbus part of the time and I did the book work. And taking care of the phone was almost a full-time job. Then we lost the house on January 17, 1952. After that Eskham tried to carry on his work and build our house. We only had $2000 insurance on our house so we really had our work cut out for us. We did much of the work ourselves. Mr. Crowl helped with the framing, Mr. Paskins and the Forman twins laid rhe bricks, Rodney and Roger helped put down the floors. We did the finishing ourselves. We moved in nine months but it was several years before everything was finished. A man from Hydraulic Plant at Mt. Giliad came down and asked Eskham to come do some electrical work. The pay sounded awfully good so he started working nights. He left before the kids got home from school and they left in the mornings before he got up. He only saw them on weekends and that didn't work very good. Walter Benedict, who was from Ashley, worked with him at the Hydraulic. He brought in an ad one morning that Percha Electric was wanting electricians and paying $2.92 an hour. Eskham came home changed clothes and went to Columbus and was hired to go to work on Monday. While he worked for Percha Electric he was foreman .82. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7f20a344c14b7a2575739f2e31306d8d.jpg 0174f13b687e286d24750579350eb532 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (89) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to unnumbered page of A Little Bird Told Us Three photos of unidentified people other than Eskham and Ethel Hayes who are seated in front of four standing people, most likely relatives and friends. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3424fe77a797866d11b8a245873c7f32.jpg dd74c424f8468610b161b843d8ff490b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (90) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 83 of A Little Bird Told Us for the additions to the Sunbury Elementary, Galena and Center Village. He worked at the Art Building of E. Broad and several other schools in Columbus. Percha was going out of business and he returned to Arabia. While working for Percha, Eskham joined the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers, IBEW. He reported to the union that his work was finished at Percha. and three days later he was called by McCarty Brothers Electric. He worked for them about six years. While working for McCarty Brothers he worked on many schools, the eleven story dormitories at O.S.U. and Riverside Hospital. Eskham learned that McCarty Brothers were wanting to take on some apprentices because their business was picking up. Eskham asked Kenney if he would like to learn the trade. He went down and started his training. Several years later, Tim went down and followed in his Dad's and Grandfather's footsteps. Eskham worked for McCarty for six years and began to do more work at home. When Eskham Jr. graduated he wanted to work with his Dad and learn the trade. They were in business together until Eskham retired at 65. It was long and unusual hours but they enjoyed working together. Since Eskham retires be(he) had only worked here at home and there are still some Honey Do jobs waiting for him. I'll end with a paragraph about my contribution. I belong to the Roofers Union, it covered everything. After second year of college I was an unregistered nurse for four years and then waited a year and got married. In 1960 I took the U.S. Census in Porter Township. I substituted in the school cafeteria for two weeks and I worked on the election board as Judge about four years. I think I only got about 10 paychecks in my life. I spent my time, cooking, cleaning, sewing, .83. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6461626432a05b0270537e973cb9f8aa.jpg 6d97ebd75dfb774b03e177cddacc3c66 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (91) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 84 of A Little Bird Told Us crocheting, knitting, counted cross-stitch, being a mother and wife. I feel I have had a very happy and fulfilled life being a wife and and companion to my husband. While Eskham was working on this fence gang, they were digging holes in some very hard ground. They got the idea to use some dynamite. They used one half stick and put it down about ten inches. They lite it and after the boom they had a big hole that had to be filled in before they could put in the post. * * * I always said the first half hour after the school bus arrived in the afternoon was wasted time. It really wasn't wasted, now I know it was very valuable time. Shirley, Eskham Jr. and Maxine all talked at once about school and what their friends were saying and doing. Mary Lou would usually go in and change her clothes and wait until the others had finished and then she would follow me around and tell her stories and she wasn't competing for my time. They really were four individual children. Eskham sometimes made a service call after supper and Eskham Jr. always wanted to go with him. At first we made him stay home and we would work on his homework. But I could tell his mind was with his father and not with me. We changed our schedule and decided he could go with his father when he wasn't going to be too late if he would get up early in the morning and we would do his homework. After Eskham left for work I would call EB Jr. and he would get up and we would work together, and his grades improves and he was a happier boy. The first year Mary Lou went to school she would walk down the lane and could hardly step up into the bus all by herself. The next year Maxine started. The bus went passed our house, around the block and picked up the children on the second round. We usually had .84. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4168416d8198c02f211d9f98e8044985.jpg a722441dd0fea6b971651284f88f1d77 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (92) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 85 of A Little Bird Told Us about 10 minutes warning that the bus was coming. During that time we had to keep the conversation light and funny or Mary Lou would be in tears. After she got to school she was fine until lunch time. Then the second grade teacher would always go over and get Maxine to come over and eat lunch with Mary Lou because she was crying. Maxine said one of the boys was always teasing May Lou until she told him to quit teasing her sister. I guess that ended the crying spells. I brought Shirley home from the hospital the day before Maxine started first grade. That may have been what made Mary Lou unhappy about school. But Maxine thinks her telling that boy off was what helped her. After the school years were over I still miss hearing someone say, "Here comes the BUS!" * * * One time when Jeanne was visiting before she and Eskham Jr. were married, she locked herself in the bathroom. She was very timid about calling anyone but finally someone heard her and went to her rescue. She vowed she would never lock the door again. Another time we were talking about changing the clocks at 2 A.M. so we would be on the correct time. Before Jeanne thought she asked if she had to get up and do it at 2 A.M. Of course every Spring and Fall we remind her that she must do it at 2 A.M. * * * I almost forgot one special family event that was started by my Father and we have continued. October is apple butter month. It has become an event we all look forward to as a family get together near Eskham's birthday in October. We started using just one kettle but as our family grew we started doing two kettles at the same time. Each family brings a bushel of apples made into sauce, ten pounds of sugar and some empty washed jars. I usually furnish the red hots and cinnamon oil. I use red hots to give the butter a good .85. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0c501d80352f82998843e89cdcbd7f1d.jpg bd2346cff2f3fbeec615dd0e3afb3822 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (93) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 86 of A Little Bird Told Us Apple Butter Making Color and I like the oil so you can't see specks in the butter. We use all varieties of apples. We try to get the kettles on about eight and ready to take off before three. Everyone takes a turn stirring and tasting. Eskham is always the official one to taste for enough cinnamon and when it is done. Last year I sterilized 24 pennies and put them in the kettle. They helped to keep the butter from sticking in the bottom of the pot. When the apple butter has cooked long enough, we start an assembly line. One dips and fills jars, one cleans the tops, on puts on the lids, one tightens, and then one wipes the jars. Then the jars are counted, divided by the number that brought a bushel of apple sauce and that decided how many jars of apple butter each family takes. One time Tim went to a farm auction and bought two long handled stirrers. An elderly gentleman came up and asked if he knew what he bought. He said, "Yes, we make apple butter at my Grandfather's." Photo of apple butter making .86. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2adc25d8233645a54d221970ef0b2f1a.jpg dd886b4423201494d0393d4c054cc0e4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (94) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 87 of A Little Bird Told Us We have extra people bring apples and join with us. Last year we had about 60 people here during the day. We made 190 pints of butter using two kettles. We usually have a potluck at noon and sometimes some homemade bread to sample the butter. Two years ago. Shirley and part of her family were here for the apple butter making. We decided to have our Thanksgiving sit-down dinner that evening. We put up extra tables in the living and dining room and we all had a place to sit. The last couple of years, we have had the ice cream machine going and we had ice cream to eat all day. Eskham has made a free standing canopy from pipe and plastic covering that we use as our tent. It helps to keep the falling leaves out of the butter and also provides protection if it rains. We also use the canopy in Sunbury when the church sells our ice cream. When the children were little they learned to say grace at our table. They started with the rhymes that are usually used and then Eskham Jr. learned to say the Lord's Prayer. He enjoyed repeating it at dinner time. Sometimes the girls were in a hurry to go someplace and wanted to get our meal over and they would whisper to him to say the short one. He would slowly bow his head and repeat the Lord's Prayer very slowly and with a lot of feeling. They never said anything to him at the table but I am sure they got even with him some way. * * * One of our greatest joys has been having grandchildren and getting to spend time with them. We have loved and enjoyed everyone. (And may I add you will enjoy your great grandchildren even more. We do.) I always said I hoped my grandchildren remembered me .87. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a6574e5c71673905141c698db4e0e850.jpg d47cd6c3da00b8d16c8a09e90a110f83 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (95) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 88 of A Little Bird Told Us with better thoughts than those I have had of my grandparents. Eskham had fond memories of times spent with his grandparents. I always made it a habit to spank each grandchild on their birthday. It was all done in fun, no child abuse. I spanked each one on their birthday until they were thirteen. I can see the thirteen year old boys laying over my lap, feet touching the floor on one side and hands on the other, while I spanked them thirteen times. The younger ones really enjoyed counting the spanks. When the first four or five became thirteen, I didn't think they had had much experience of going to a restaurant and ordering from a menu. So I suggested they pick the restaurant and we would all go together. Sometimes we were accompanied by other grandparents, aunts, and uncles. The first few times we went to Buns in Delaware. For Jack we went to Northern Columbus because it was Mother's weekend in Delaware and we couldn't reserve a room. When it was time for Holly and Mandy, it was a few days after Christmas and it seemed no one wanted a big meal, the girls decided to go to a pizza parlor in Delaware and they turned the basement over to our family after seven o'clock. Each one picked their own restaurant. I made each of my grandchildren a knitted sweater when they started to school. And each got a knitted sweater for their thirteenth birthday. Now I am having the pleasure if making knitted sweaters for my great grandchildren. I have already made three and have three more to make before Christmas next year. * * * Eskham and I took our first real vacation with Rodney and Esther. Shirley was married so she came home and helped Junior. Rodney was determined to show us everything in Florida and between here and there. .88. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2d034eb6a019dafa3debdf031e86dd76.jpg 39493f55384bb9dc99bd338f9cb6fa2a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (96) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 89 of A Little Bird Told Us The next year we went by ourselves and made a figure eight in Florida and saw real Florida and less of the attractions. Eskham's brother lives in Leesburg but we stayed in a motel in Leesburg because of Julia's health. Leesburg is in Central Florida and you could drive to the attraction in a day. We stopped at the Candlelight motel. We got acquainted with the manager who was from Ohio. When ever we arrived they treated us like friends. It was a small motel, only about 12 rooms, but they always had room for us. At that time you weren't suppose to eat in your rooms but she brought us in a card table and let us keep our milk in her refrigerator in the laundry room. At first the rate was $6 per night but that gradually went up. We never did sign the register when we were ready to leave he would just say a lump sum and we would pay him. When we first went to Florida we visited some friends that lived in a mobile park. E.B. said I would never get him to live cooped up like that. There was barely room enough to walk between the houses. One year we went down through Missouri, Kansas and Texas. We stopped at Fantastic Caverns. and they really were fantastic. We rode in a Jeep and it pulled a trailer if there were extra people. One time we were coming home and stopped at a motel and looked through the AAA book. We discovered that we had missed a cavern about fifty miles back. So the next morning we went back to see it, we weren't on any time schedule to get home. We also took the five mile walk through Mammoth Cave and ate our lunch in the cave. One time we spent a couple nights in New Orleans. We got up one morning and drove to the French Quarters and it wasn't even open. It really's a night town. Another time we were driving around just seeing how far we could get out on the Delta, We landed in a yard .89. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/013dfe7330d378c9ec8edbead59ae08f.jpg 15096a222cfd025b912558105066822e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (97) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 90 of A Little Bird Told Us full of goats so we quickly turned around and got out of that area. We drove from New Orleans to Florida one year after a terrible storm had gone through. We never saw such destruction. It looked like the time the tornado went through Ashley and took Roger's house and barn. But we drove for miles along the beach and only saw destruction. Roger and Marie went with us most of the time. We usually stayed six weeks or more until after we bought a home. One year we had a week that it rained and was nasty all the time. You get tired of playing cards all the time and it wasn't fun to go any place. So Eskham and I went out to look at some mobile homes. About the second day we found one that hadn't been put on the market yet because the people had just moved out. It was a single with two bedrooms, one on each end, 1 bath and a living kitchen area. We felt it was a good buy but we didn't have that much in our checking account. They wouldn't give us thirty days so we could get home and transfer. So we talked to Roger and Marie and we found we could put our three checks together and buy the house. When we got home we paid them back. The next day E.B. and I went shopping at the discount stores and bought bedding for the rooms, things for the bathroom, pans to cook in, dishes and silverware. We felt like two that had just got married. We moved in the next day and stayed two weeks. The first night no one slept. There was a bridge on the main road that rattled every time a car drove over it. It was a fun two weeks. The next winter Roger, Marie and us went back. Thurman and Josephine came and spent a week with us. The six of us really tripped over each other but we had fun. The davenport made out into a bed. That is where Thurman and Joe slept. Thurman always wanted to go to bed early so he would open the davenport and go to bed, .90. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f03c1955bece29c615790461236e48d5.jpg 74317e0a1e6aa43d19bb2d359517e062 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (98) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 91 of A Little Bird Told Us and we would sit around him and talk. Maxine, Jack and their kids took a trip down and stayed in our house for a week. I think it was the next fall, Eskham and I decided to take a fall trip. at first we didn't go South until after Christmas and home in March. Finally Eskham convinced me we could have Christmas in Florida so we went after Thanksgiving. Then we moved it early so I could work at Election, then we decided we could vote absentee. And the last few years we went in October and back the last of May. When we went down in the fall they had some new homes sitting in the park ready to be sold and installed. They were mostly double-wide homes. When I saw the kitchen of one I really fell in love with it. The house was in two sections with plastic over the sides that go together. I saw the living room, bath and bedroom of one side and only the dining room, bath kitchen of the other side. I really fell for the kitchen. We made a deal and they were to have it ready for us on January first. They gave us full value for our single. When we arrived we couldn't drive close in because they hadn't put in the ramp. Neighbors told us they laid the carpet about midnight the day before we arrived. But we loved the house and spent 14 happy years there. After we moved we became acquainted with our neighbors and became a part of the park. We had Bingo every Monday night, Craft club on Thursday, Bible Study course every winter, and lots of potlucks. It wasn't long before we were on a monthly committee to plan events for a special month. Eskham talked them into a P.A. System and a tape recorder so we had some dances using taped music and a couple times a year we had live music. We always had a big New Year's Eve dance, a big dinner at Thanksgiving and Christmas along with anniversaries and birthday celebrations. .91. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2ec92bab917391c049460270e8fec680.jpg 2b15444986a38877588532ba33f34c91 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (99) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 92 of A Little Bird Told Us We just needed a little excuse for a group to get together. There was a group that went out to breakfast once a week. In fact there were two groups, one went at six and the other at eight. Needless to say we went at eight. And a group went out to Don's once a month to eat dinner together. Those meals were really a lot of fun. A friend of one of our neighbors got married and he told Byron Morris he was coming to the park to spend his honeymoon. We all knew him because he spent a lot of time with Byron. So a group of us decided we should bell them after the dance. It is surprising how many had not heard of a belling using horns and pans banging together. Another lady and I short-sheeted the bed, used some saran wrap and set an alarm clock on a pan under the bed to go off at 4 a.m. It was really a fun night and they were good sports about it. One month they were wanting a fund raising project and suggested an ice cream social with the choir putting on a Sunday afternoon concert. Some people had never heard of an ice cream social. We went to and ice cream wholesale place in Eustis and bought two gallon containers. Some of the ladies brought cakes and everyone enjoyed them. They have it as an annual event now. Roger and Marie went with us most of the time. One year we went with Thurman and Josephine. Thurman always said he couldn't ride in a car unless he drove but on this trip he decided it was nice to have some one else drive. One day we were in quite a lot of traffic and Eskham decided to get out of it. He turned on a street and he was going the wrong way and he came right back on the same street. We sure laughed at him. Elviria and Dick brought Esther down and stayed a few days. Hildred and Rheumilla were down for a week and we .92. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/87f49801aa6730430c644275915cb5bc.jpg 56328873c4bf8570541a477bec13c114 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (100) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 93 of A Little Bird Told Us went to the airport to pick up MIldred. Then she drove them on to Linda's. Linda and her family stopped once when they were going north. Duane was down for a swim meet with his daughter, and he drove from the airport and had dinner with us. Paul and Muriel spent some time with us. So did Shirley Ann, John, Debbie and husband were here too. Rachel Warner visited once when Roger was there. Another time we planned to meet her at a McDonald's down by Disney World. Eskham didn't feel well so I took Roger and Marie. And on the way down I had car trouble. Finally we made it to McDonald's but I was so nervous I said lets eat fast so we can get home before dark. We were only able to travel about 20 miles an hour all the way home. And that is nerve racking when you are on a four lane highway. Harvey and Lucy spent a day and Juanita and Marion were down several times. Elvira, Disk, Bob and Joan came. That is when they went to Bingo with me. The next morning they were going to get up early and go to Disney. They started asking questions and it was eleven o'clock before we got up from the breakfast table. I don't think they ever went to Disney. Joy May, Ronnie and his family came for dinner one day. We had stopped to see Ronnie at college when Thurman and Joe were with us. Hubert and Jeannette spent couple weeks with us several times. We took in all the flea markets and antique shops when they were there. One year Gunver told us her brothers, sisters and spouses were coming to Florida. They had come to Amherst for an Anniversary Celebration. We came home for it, too. A week in the winter time in January is hard to get around so they came south. They were to be at our house in time for dinner. So we decided it .93. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3bc73f1b80ae16c8b8359dccfef4cb25.jpg 763c7b8e1071a5b3317d7bdfea1a917b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (101) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 94 of A Little Bird Told Us would be easier to take them to Don's for dinner. Eskham went in first and paid for them, then they were handed plates and told to help themselves. They had never eaten at a smorgasbord where you helped yourself. They really took over the restaurant. They all talked Danish except when they talked to Eskham and me. One brother-in-law couldn't speak English but could understand it. He smiled an awfully lot. He took pictures all the time he was there. He had a very fancy camcorder of some kind. He asked Eskham and m e to stand at our door way and push our door button so he could record it. I had made arrangements with two neighbors for beds but no one would leave and go there. So we slept 12 in our home. We had two in each twin bed, two on the davenport, two on the kitchen floor, two on the davenport cushions, and of course Eskham and I kept our bed. Eskham always says there are two things he won't give up, his bed and his place at the table. We had a wonderful visit with our Danish people. I just wish we could do it again. Eskham Jr. flew down to drive us home one year and about every fifty miles we had to stop and he would use a bicycle pump and blow air back into the tank. When we got home they took the tank off and found a small screen that was plugged in the outlet of the tank. Kenda flew down several times and drove us home. We always played a lot of games as we rode along. One time she was stopped by a patrol, but they were just doing a survey of where we had been and where we were going. Maxine drove us down several times. Eskham Jr. flew down one time and on the way home we were forced off the road and the car overturned. Lots of people stopped to help and an ambulance took Eskham and I to a hospital on Hinesville, Georgia. State Patrol took Jr. to rent a car so he could get out belongings from the car. The car was totaled. We had only had it about two months but we never got it home. .94. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/dc0a72b9f7bc7056d96d9103d5a5af0c.jpg 1f9cea51be331277d74baa0e62ebeb76 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (102) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 95 of A Little Bird Told Us Shirley and Pat came and stayed with us. Elvira and Dick stopped too. They were on their way North. We flew home from Savannah, Georgia, about seven days later. The doctor and nurses really gave us the red carpet treatment. Eskham's doctor called about a week after we got home to see how he was. About a month after we got home the emergency squad took Eskham to Grady Hospital for a bleeding ulcer. Dr. Orahood did surgery on July Fourth. He spent about 10 days in Grady and had 12 pints of blood. Many of our grandchildren and families came down to visit. Tim and Beth came when Ryan was only a few months old. They flew that time. Then they drove down after Laura was born. Holly and Brian were there. Shirley came down with Jeanne and Eskham one time and then they were down with Mandy and Jess on Easter and we went to Cypress Gardens for Sunrise Service. Mary Lou and Kenny were there a couple of times for Christmas. One year the Mackley's (John and Kenda) Mary Lou and Kenney all served the Christmas Dinner at the park. One year on Christmas Day it was so warm that we went to Daytona Beach in the afternoon and a couple of years late it was down to 14 degrees. Icicle froze at the water tap and Junior brought one in about 18" by 1" in diameter and used it to get Shirley out of bed. I was always glad when some of our family came down. I was always proud to show them off and I was anxious for then to see our home and meet our friends. One year before we bought our new home, we went for 10 days with Mary Lou, Kenney, Tim and Kenda. Tim wasn't 12 yet so he got in free. We stayed at the Candlelight Motel in adjoining rooms. One day we went to the coast to see the shuttle go up. It was delayed until 1 P.M. that night. So we waited. Tim built a fire on the beach with drift wood. When the shuttle did go it was so light on the beach you could read a .95. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/82c63e2fff9088cb24a69ae026cffa6f.jpg a1a0830736f41bc642919867183ea27b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (103) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 96 of A Little Bird Told Us newspaper. that night going back to Leesburg it was very, very, foggy. One day we went to a bird show and a parrot landed on Tim's shoulder. The parrot looked around and reached down and bit off the top button on Tim's shirt. We have a picture of Kenda sitting on a turtle's back. One night after Tim and Kenda had gone to sleep, Kenney and Mary Lou went across the street to a Dairy Queen and brought back four big banana splits. Tim and Kenda haven't forgiven us yet for waiting until they went to sleep. It is lots of fun to sit cross legged on a bed and eat ice cream. One morning I got up with a terrible headache. I had a terrific pain in my head. I stepped into the bathroom and looked at the Amlin chart that I had on the door. I couldn't even see it with my left eye. We called our eye doctor and Jane Ruge took us down to the office in Leesburg. As soon as I got there I started to upchuck and the doctor put me into his chair. Seven hours later I got out. Every few minutes the doctor put drops into my eye to relieve the pressure. The doctor went out and gave Eskham and Jane reports. They went to Bob Evans for lunch then came back and waited. Finally he put a patch on my eye and told me to come back the next morning for laser surgery. A few months before he had treated my right eye but didn't think the left eye needed it. He said he would never treat one eye only again for anyone that had narrow drainage for our eyes. Now I have four more drainage holes in each eye. Doctor said it was a miracle that I didn't lose my eye. He said I had had a glaucoma attack but no signs of glaucoma now. Jane Ruge went back to Leesburg after she took us home and brought Colonel Sanders dinner for us. She stayed and ate with us, and for a couple of days she .96. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/860779a65919a6132c9695d295b056cd.jpg 551c4da39cf1aa72cf34e4924eb07a4f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (104) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 97 of A Little Bird Told Us saw that we had things to eat. She is really a lovely friend. Our best way to get exercise in Florida was to go the a flea market. There was one in driving distance every day and they changed weekly. We didn't go every week but we did enjoy them and got some good ideas. One year after we had been home about a month Eskham's brother Aubrey went in for five by-passes. At the last minute we decided we would go down. We left home about four o'clock and drove until we were tired. We went with just our work clothes. We planned to stop at our house and change clothes but when we got within a mile of our house and ready to turn we decided it was so late we might not get to the hospital in Orlando. We arrived at the hospital at the start of the last five minute period. Aubrey was really surprised and I think we did him some good. We stayed about a week at our house. Of course on Monday we went to the Webster flea market. On one of the first tables we saw a lot of refrigeration equipment. Eskham boxed up several pieces of equipment, about $50 worth. We paid for it and asked to leave it there while we walked around. EB had looked over all the stuff and even some that wasn't loaded from the truck. He said he would like to have it all. He told me how much he would offer the guy and before long we went back. He asked the man for a price for all of it and believe it or not it was the same as EB said he would offer him. The man even agreed to deliver it to our home in the park. The man lived in Orlando, a few blocks from the hospital Aub was in, so we went to see what else he had. The man said he worked for a wholesale distributor in Orlando that had decided to go out of the refrigeration business and sell electric only. He said be bought it all at a discount. The price to us was really discounted too. Eskham bought so much stuff we had to rent a tandem .97. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/aa6caaec2445db07086793812a1a3e11.jpg c9376e64d9d0759bfe1e0c3cfe248569 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (105) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 98 of A Little Bird Told Us trailer to get it home. It was a long hard pull home but we made it just before dark. Eskham Jr. was coming down the hill just in time to see the trailer enter our drive. He quickly made plans to block the driveway with his truck but then he got down far enough to see our car. It was fun to see his eyes when he saw what we had in the truck. That trip to a Florida flea market proved very profitable for us. One time coming home from Florida, we came when it was still cold and the further north we came the more snow. We stopped and bought chains for the car. They were saying on the radio cars couldn't get over Jellico Mountain without chains. We noticed we weren't meeting any cars and then we heard Route 21 that went over Jellico was closed. We stopped at several motels before we found a vacant one. Then we had to unload our car because we had several bushels of oranges and grapefruit. There was hardly any room for us in the room when we got the car unloaded. The fresh fruit we brought home was always the treat they all looked forward to. One year while Roger and Marie were with us, we decided to go to Clearwater and see a Cincinnati Reds ballgame. When we got there the the parking lot was full. Finally Eskham let us out close to the stadium and he went to park the car. Then I saw the sign, "Standing Room Only. " We quickly decided we would not try to go it. While standing there a foul ball came over the fence and landed about 20 feet from where I was standing. In about two seconds a dozen men were wrestling in the bushes to get the ball. We left the ball park and drove out along the gulf shore. Each year at the park the program committee always put on a big show. One time I was a dutch girl and Gunver sent me some wooden shoes to wear. Another time I was a headless woman. I used an old choir robe, covered my neck so it wouldn't go down over my head and .98. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/08c891e733425d93a05ec60cf4b5cc4a.jpg 2453a9a024e6514aee914448856a64e1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (106) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 99 of A Little Bird Told Us I peeked out of some holes in front. I was bout six feet tall if I had had a head. Instead I carried on a tray and honest to goodness"skull" with lights in its head. We made a special trip to Orlando to get one of those laughing machines. I kept turning it over as I walked around the room. No one guessed who I was. Another time I was in a chorus line with my face the center of a pansy flower. One year Tim called and said he was tired of cold weather and he wanted to come down. He was there for the show. In fact he helped operate the lights. I think that is one time he didn't want to own me as a grandmother. In the dining room there was just a base cabinet across one end with mirrors above. I though it would be nice to have cabinets above with glass doors. So Eskham decided he would build my cabinets. We were able to buy glass doors that matched our walls. So he built the cabinets with a shelf and spare space on top. They really were nice but then I had to buy a set of dishes to fill up the shelves. When Alice and Byron Morris saw ours, they wanted one built in their dining room. Their son had sent them a full set of dishes from Korea. they just had three one quarter shelves in each corner hardly large enough to put a small vase on. Eskham and Byron started to collect the materials and they built it on our patio. They ordered a formica top made for the base cabinet and then put glass doors above. They were really nice and they were well pleased. They had everyone stop in to see their new cabinet and dishes. When they worked on the patio I said it was like two little boys talking and planning what they were going to do next. We painted the ramp into our carport green. The people who lived down on Allyson Road always cut across our lane and then through Morris' yard to go to the club house. After we painted they hesitates to cross .99. i http://66.213.124.233/files/original/87ad39b62d64381c0b6667c7782b933c.jpg dcd6102da6ac718ab3ca0a0d8cbf168d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (107) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 100 of A Little Bird Told Us so Eskham cut some foot prints on a cardboard and used white paint and printed foot steps crossing the walk. People soon started to go that way again. We saw many Shuttle shots. Several we were on the cape and some from our front porch. I was watching from our porch and I saw the one that blew on up on take off. I ran back into the house to see what the TV said had happened. I saw exactly what they showed many times on TV. Another time Klafke and we left at 4 A.M. to go to the coast. It was so thrilling to hear it as well as see. We parked along the highway and Lou stepped out into an ant hill. It wasn't long until he began to swat his pant legs. He was more careful where he stepped after that. The night we were at the cape with Mary Lou and family we saw the shuttle go up at 1 A.M. About six days later we went over to tour Cape Canaveral and to see the Big Bertha that was made in Marion, Ohio, to transport the shuttle out to the base. While we were there we saw the shuttle brought back piggy back on a big plane. One summer after we came home Eshkam Jr. decided he would like his garage made into and office. Mr. Crowl, who helped us build our house, had had a stroke but was recovering till he could work but he couldn't remember anything. Eskham wasn't able to see to read a rule or saw a marking. So Mr. Crowl would measure and tell Eskham the number when they got to saw Eskham would repeat it and he would mark his board then Mr. Crowl would cut it. They put in new windows, door, shower, and new siding. Eskham Jr. called them his 'Over the Hill Gang.' It was good exercise for both of them and they rally enjoyed having something to so. Eskham was telling a man in Sunbury about what he and Mr. Crowl were doing. He asked Eskham how he could drive nails when he couldn't see. Eskham told him he .100, http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8f3cd04ba693de72f1d524a448575738.jpg 88aa6997bb428d7e801a5e283f782f7a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (108) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 101 of A Little Bird Told Us had a radar hammer and he asked where do you get them? Our grandsons have told me they can't understand how Grandfather could drive nails and not miss and they could see the nails and can't hit them. I guess experience helps. Eskham didn't do much fishing in Florida. If you didn't have a boat you were handicapped. He did enjoy going deep sea fishing. Aubrey went with him. They usually went to Tarpon Springs and took a boat that went out about forty miles in the gulf. The boat held 30 or more fisherman. They enjoyed watching the porpoises playing around the boat. I always wanted to go with him. The day before Eskham was to go we bought a picnic lunch and went to a park to eat. Then we walked out on the dock and watched the waves. It wasn't long before I grabbed Eskham's arm because I was moving and the water was standing still. He quickly decided that I couldn't go with him. It was a good thing I didn't. The first thing I saw when Eskham got home was that his teeth were not in his mouth. It was a very rough ride, many didn't even put a line in the water, many got sick, too. Eskham didn't get sick but he said he wasn't going to lose his teeth if he did. I am sure glad I didn't go on that trip. The fourteen years we spent in our home in Florida were wonderful happy years. The last two years we were there we thought we should sell and we put up a sign that the house was for sale. We had a few lookers, some just nosey or people who wanted us to give it to them. The last year we were there we had been shopping and Fran Vogel came over when we got home and she said she had shown the outside of our house and the man would be back at three to see the inside. He came and we showed the inside and he asked our price. After some debating he said if the bank would help him he would like the house. He said he had $4000 in cash in .101. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a8db6585dd13608b7f3dad8528811289.jpg b00efd370f38f290b6723463d483708f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (109) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 109 of A Little Bird Told Us the glove compartment of his truck for a down payment. He had a big dog in the passenger side of the truck. I offered to call our banker and we took him over. The banker asked all the questions and said he would call me at eleven next morning and give his answer. The man wanted possession at once but we said Kendra was coming down June 10th to drive us home. He said w e could just pay our third of the rent and he'd pay the rest if the bank approved. The next morning at eleven the banker called and said if we could be there at 3 P.M. we could close. We were there but we had to go to the insurance, and tax place and within twenty four hours of meeting him we had all the money for our house and furnishings. We got back home at 5:15 and were due at the potluck that we were chairmen of at 5:30. Everyone was really shocked when I told them we had just come from signing the papers to sell our home. It was rather a sad potluck. We had about fifteen days to pack all our things. We sent 27 boxes home by U.P.S. We still can't understand how we accumulated that much stuff in 14 years. We left the house completely furnished but there was so much to bring home. Perhaps I should explain our reasons for leaving Florida. When we first bought into the park (we owned our own house but had to rent the ground it stood on) the rent was $55 a month. By renting we had use of the club house and were members of all activities. The rent had gradually increased until it was $220 a month. A group in the park were talking about the renters buying the park and they would be there own owners. Our park was owned by a doctor in California and he refused to do any improvements. After we left many of the people banded together and bought the park. Of course rent was greatly reduced for those who own the park but rent is sill going up for the renters. We didn't want to pay about $18,000 for just enough land .102. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cce1f8437cc6e52024e5a7968f43d61b.jpg fc99285917af5b280b78397704384707 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (110) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 103 of A Little Bird Told Us to sit a house on. We were fortunate we sold when we did. Prices for homes went down, some moved their homes out and the renters are having their rent in creased. And then too, it was getting to be more of a hassle to get packed and moved twice a year besides some one flying down to take us and to bring us home. We love our home here and we love having our children close and we are really enjoying our great grandchildren! Our fourteen years, spending six months of it in Florida, were very happy years and we made many friends who we still hear from. But being back home have been happy years too and especially nice to have our families near during sickness. We haven't minded the cold weather because our house had been warm and we don't have to go out unless we want to. Now we are spending our time enjoying our Great Grandchildren. .103. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/dabfe45222e56238e8d1d95133925057.jpg 0cf94b3e8917acaf7e6506160d5367be Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (111) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 104 of A Little Bird Told Us This was a Lenten Mediatation used in the Church Lenten Booklet in 1985 John 2:1-11 I was asked once very sarcastically, "do you really believe in Miracles?' My answer was quickly given. "Yes, I do, and the I told him why. The first recorded Miracle of Jesus is told in John 2:1-11 and many more are recorded. I believe everyone of them. Several years ago we had a very severe storm in January and the lightening struck a tree in our front yard and came into our house and struck our hot water tank. It happened about midnight but we didn't know what had happened until about seven o'clock the next morning. The hot water tank "took off' or exploded and wrecked our entire house. The living room floor was mashed against the living room ceiling and the contents of the second floor slid out to the front yard including two girls on their beds. a large portion of the brick chimney was laying on one of the beds. One girl was folded and held in her crib mattress with part of the crib-spokes sticking in the ceiling and others in the floor. Six of us were in the house and none of us were hurt except for a few scratches and a black eye. Our earthly possessions were gone but we had been protested. It was definitely a Miracle in our lives that six of us could be in a house that literally exploded and no one injured badly. Who kept those pieces of furniture or part of the house from hitting us? I know it was our Heavenly Father who was guiding each of us thru the explosion and permitted us to be all together. .104. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8448789458b84126aa3709efb6beaa0b.jpg e7e5923e755edebf4c32a8f6dd8bdb05 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (112) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 105 of A Little Bird Told Us Yes, I believe in Miracles because we have had one in our own lives. The light of God surrounds me, The love of God enfolds me, The power of God protects me, The presence of God watches over me. Where ever I am, God is. .105. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b828f47518626b7b9a746711d66fc1bc.jpg a1be1854b253722635d6a49dd9f2a99c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (113) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 106 of A Little Bird Told Us Published in the Advent Book of Sunbury United Methodist Church, 1995 "Is that a rabbit in you nativity scene?" is the question I am always asked when a stranger comes into our home at Christmas time. And then when they see my ceramic scene they will say: You have a rabbit here, too." Then I love to explain when our son was in Bible School when he was five, the teacher had some molds to mold the characters in the nativity scene; there was a mold for Mary, Joseph, cradle holding Jesus, the three wise men and some camels. The molds were filled with plaster like mixture and permitted to dry. The molds were removed and they had painted the characters. Our son saw a rabbit mold in the teachers supply of materials and he insisted on making the rabbit. She tried to convince him that it didn't belong in the scene but be insisted because it was God's animal, too. The next Christmas the rabbit was in our scene. It really was oversized compared to the camels but it had an important place up front. The first Christmas we were in Florida, I purchased a small ceramic nativity scene and I hunted until I found a small rabbit. When our son arrived for Christmas the first thing he looked for was if I had a rabbit in my nativity scene. I still use the plaster of Paris scene that was made forty-six years ago. That is one of the most important traditions for Christmas. Eskham and Ethel .106. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4d87394c7c9444d32131544ba3dc898f.jpg 2a70f6ac16c60c71bc1bd9880ec409ab Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us (114) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to the back cover of A Little Bird Told Us. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. 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Title A name given to the resource A Little Bird Told Us Language A language of the resource English Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 31093740 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Author Eskham Hayes; Author Ethel Hayes Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource Book Type The nature or genre of the resource Still Image Text Subject The topic of the resource Hayes family--Genealogy Local history--Ohio--Delaware County--Sunbury Personal Narratives--Eskham Hayes (1911-2003) Personal Narratives--Ethel Hayes (1913-2009) Warner Family--Genealogy Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1995 Description An account of the resource In this book is written the histories of the Eskham Hayes and Ethel Warner families. It contains photographs, family stories, and stories of neighbors, friends, memorable events and a preface written by editor Polly Horn. Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Editor: Polly Horn Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Community Library, Sunbury, Ohio http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e46eff005a45ecc2fda19f669bb01709.jpg 7affcf99ee85165e7bb252ab3603134b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to front cover of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] William and Anna Bennett Heartlines from Connecticut to Ohio Everett B. 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Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] William and Anna Bennett HEARTLINES FROM CONNECTICUT TO OHIO Letters of aged parents in Connecticut to their three pioneer daughters in Delaware County, Ohio 1820 - 1845 Everett B. Chambers 7271 Dustin Road Galena, Ohio, 43021 1992 Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 3) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a42f1646e45971c4cb80ec13f4e82020.jpg 67757ffcbd51f6f25642f573e6e0716b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 4 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Acknowledgements grateful appreciation to . . . . . . Mrs. Alice Heath Baker of the Delaware County, Ohio Genealogy Society for her initial suggestion that I embark upon this pro- ject and for her suggestions and encouragement. Miss Roberta Smith and Mrs. Ethel Larkin, of the Mansfield, CT Historical Society for information so willingly provided. First Baptist Church, Sunbury, for the use of their copier. Mr. George Cryder of the Delaware County Historical Society, for his binding of the booklets. The Mansfield CT, Historical Society for permission to use the doctors' pictures from CHRONOLOGY OF MANSFIELD, CONNECTICUT. 1702 -1972 (compiled by the History Workshop of that society). Also, help from the following publications of the Mansfield Society: THAT SACRED PLAN OF PARADISE, Jack Hall Lamb, 1975, Parou- sia Press, Storrs , CT. ON THE TRAIL OF A LEGEND, James H. and Esther D. Barrett, 1978, Parousia Press, Storrs. LISTEN TO THE ECHOES, ROBERTA K. SMITH, 1983, Parousia Press, Storrs. THE DELAWARE GENEALOGIST, SPRING 1989 map. This map and re- search was done by Alice Heath Baker of the Delaware Genealogy Society. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 4) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5a17a7e7b88b570a660efca734b707d1.jpg 30ec4f566a75045e5c7dc31165d6871a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 5 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] "The lines are are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage." Psalm 16:6 Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 5) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1884c699b89fd7fd4f6534a8b67c7d9d.jpg 34b70a3e565ffb9cecdfdc967f719fb7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 6) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 1 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] INTRODUCTION Most of the twenty-three letters which comprise this booklet were written by an elderly Connecticut couple, William and Anna Bennett (my great, great, great grandparents), to their three daughters and families, who had emigrated to Orange Township in Delaware County, Ohio, in 1818. Many of the descendants of the three daughters still live in Delaware County. Among the county surnames of the descendants include Ross, Crowl, Rae, Roy Walk- er, Bailey, Ward, Fisher Howard, Buell, Wigton, Powell, Nisbet, and Chambers. The background of these letters is fascinating. The bundle of letters was found in the attic of the home that Nathaniel Barr- rows built ca.1840 on the east side of Alum Creek in Orange Twp. The letters remained in the attic of the Barrow home for 130 years or so. It would seem probable that the letters were sel- dom or never read during this period, given the excellent state of preservation of the missives. The letters were found by the last occupant of the house, Mrs. Bertha Ferson (great, great granddaughter of the Bennetts) in the late 1960's. She, having little interest in such things, gave them to my aunt, Mrs. Laura Barrows (whose husband, Kyle, was descended from Nathaniel Bar- rows' brother, Orrin, who is frequently mentioned in the letters). Although Mrs. Barrows was intensely interested in local history, she turned the letters over to me, inasmuch, as I am descended from the Bennetts, but neither she nor her husband was. I read the letters with great interest, but was unable to do anything with then until I retired a few years ago. To prevent further deterioration, I encapsulated each page between two sheets of polyester. Finally the letters have been typed and bound as a booklet, along with this introductory material. The letters are 16 inches by 8 inches. They were so folded that each letter consisted of two pages, with both sides used. Every inch of space was utilized and often a letter contained several messages from Connecticut family members, or more than one letter, written on the letter itself, as no envelope was used. They were sealed with an orangish wax, which can still be seen on the orig- inal letters. The postage during the period covered by the letters, was twenty five cents. (Note the "25" on many of the addresses). The cost- ly postal fee was paid by the recipient, not the sender, and must have been a hardship at times. The handwriting (note sample page) was very legible, always black ink and carefully written. Apparently, they didn't feel the need to hurry as we often do. I feel privileged to possess these letters and realize anew the heritage that is mine. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d6d53d91aba3e253ab256b058bb0c872.jpg ca77fac7f234dbf32dea435b6bfbe052 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 7) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 2 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] BACKGROUND OF THE WILLIAM BENNETTS William Bennett and family lived on a farm in the town^1 of Mansfield, Connecticut. The location of the farm had been determined and the stone foundations of the house and outbuildings are apparent. The cellar can be seen (which was considerably smaller than the house itself) with the step to the outside. Mr. and Mrs. Larry Larkin, local history enthusiasts who live near the site, have explored the area, which is now grown up to woods. The have measured, photographed, and drawn the layout of the house and other build- ings. They have discovered that the house stood as late as 1957. A doctor was the last occupant. Apparently, the house was rather elegant for a farm family. Mrs Larkin recently talked with an elderly woman who has lived next door to the old Bennett farm since 1930. In a letter to me, Mrs. Larkin describes the house as the neighbor remembers it: "It was a beautiful, big charming house. Every room had a fireplace, the house was paneled, and the kitchen had big stone central chimney with a bake oven. It had an ell, and that is what is left now. In the ell was a summer kitchen and a shed beyond that. The house was two stories high and sat on a knoll. A doctor owned it . . . and he sold the paneling to a builder, who she (the neighbor) thought came from Hartford. The house was torn down and there was also a fire. The foundation of the original house was all filled in, including the chimney base, which was as large as a room. Her comment: 'Somebody of means must have built that house.' " The area of Mansfield town where the house and farm was located is known by the strange name of "Mansfield City, and, in fact, the road on which it was located was Mansfield City Rd. The name is strange because the area is completely wooded. Only the stone walls, made from stones gathered from nearby fields many decades ago, remind us that this was once an agri- cultural community. but never was anything resembling a city. Many references in the letters remind us that, indeed, this was a farm family, as most of the populace were. William speaks of his livestock, crops, fruits, vegetables, maple syrup, cider and other food products and we can imagine their cellar overflowing with that which the fields produced. 1. A town in Connecticut is comparable to a township in Ohio http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1ff3f1874e0e9b0c68f681df0f39044b.jpg b24e0225b52d972dccd1612fb80a0424 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 8) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 3 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] The Mansfield area was early known for its silk production. Silk proved to be a great cash crop for the money-starved farmers. The letters mention the silk industry on several occasions, and, indeed, that part of Connecticut was the center of the silk production for the new republic. The first silk mill in the nation was located in Mansfield. The building was relocated to Dearborn, Michigan in 1930, and is now a part of Henry Ford's Greenfield Village. As for Mansfield, and the Ben- netts in particular, one can picture the wives and children of the extended family picking the mulberry leaves to feed the silk worms. In the early part of the nineteenth century, especially after the War of 1812, "Western Fever" hit the people of New England. As for the reason why three daughters of the Bennetts, along with their husbands, and at least one small child, would abandon the security of Connecticut for the dangers and uncertainties of the Ohio frontier on 1818, Ethel Larkin writes: ^2 "Going west was not easy, but the land was so much easier to farm. the blight which killed the mulberry trees changed Mansfield forever." Of special interest to me, having served as an American Baptist pastor for almost 35 years, is the fact that the Bennetts were devout Christians. Early records indicate that William Bennett joined the Baptist Church in Mansfield in 1789. At that time the state church in New England was the Congregational Church. The Mansfield congregation of the established church was the First Church of Christ. Since there was no separation of church and state yet in Connecticut, all citizens were required to pay taxes to support the established church. The only way this could be avoided was for a certification from a dissenting church to be given. William was given such a certification: "This may certify that William Bennett of Mansfield hath joined to the Baptist Society in Mansfield and doth attend meetings with the Baptist Chh and contribute for the support of the same according to their order of said chh. Mansfield, July 16, 1789 Eleazar Wright, Clerk of the chh 1. My Aunt Laura Barrow often spoke of the "silk room", one of the bedrooms of the rambling home built by Orrin Barrows and in which lived. Apparently, silk making continued in Delaware County, Ohio, for a short time. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7a8596de09e0e14e9d2622610c4a357d.jpg ce4ceb37cc7cefb8c8a16187387a6a68 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 9) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 4 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] In 1809 William and Anna Bennett became charter members of the Spring Hill Baptist Church in Mansfield, now the First Baptist Church. The former church was doubtlessly a separatist church as there was separatist church in Mansfield from 1745 to 1769. Since the terms "Baptist" and "separatist" were often used interchangeably, probably the 1789 church was more of a separatist church, which died out in a few years. In 1811 William was appointed as the second deacon and later was licensed to preach. The title of "deacon" was carried by William the remainder of his life. His will and his tombstone both designate him as Deacon William Bennett. From the letters we learn how important the church was to this Connecticut family. Scripture is frequently quoted and after grandson, Blake Barrows, age 19 , visited his Connecticut grandparents for the first and only time, Grandfather Bennett wrote him a tender letter, urging him to follow the ways of the Lord and to remember his Creator in the days of youth. Although the Presbyterian Church was the dominant church on Alum Creek, we know that some of the descendants of the Bennetts embraced the Baptist faith. For instance, grandson, Aaron Buell (son of Jeremiah and Emelia Buell) was memorialized upon his death in the Cheshire Baptist Church and had been a member of the Free Baptist Church at Rome Corners in Berkshire Township for many years. The lives of William and Anna Bennett and their children were to a great extent influenced by the Baptist Church of Spring Hill. John Hunt, pastor of the church from 1830 to 1835, is surely a relative to Anna Hunt Bennett. It is my guess that he was her brother. But the Bennetts, Hunts, and Barrows were all a significant part of the church on the hill. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f69b0b246a4f7b97e417de2226f4f3ee.jpg 36bb6257e8208feae23466deb45046b0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 10) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 5 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] GENEALOGY OF THE WILLIAM BENNETT FAMILY Nathaniel Bennett - Mary_______ b. 1720 b. ? d. 18 Oct. 1800 d. 22 July 1813 Moved from Stonington , CT to Mansfield , CT in 1750 __________________________ | William Bennett, Sr. b. 16 Dec. 1762 d. 12 Nov. 1839 m. 3 May 1787 John Hunt - Mary Abbe b. ? b. 10 Oct 1744 d. ? d. ? m. 24 Mar 1763 ___________________________ | Anna Hunt b. 27 Jan. 1764 d. 14 Apr. 1848 Children of William and Anna Bennett: *1. Emelia BUELL b. 29 Oct. 1789 d. 1861 m. to Jeremiah Buell, 30 Oct. 1820 *2. Mary BARROWS b. 25 Mar. 1793 d. 29 Apr. 1862 m. to Nathaniel Barrows, 2 Feb. 1817 3. William Bennett, Jr. b. 9 Nov. 1795 d. 5 June 1880 m. To Harriet Dunham, 5 Jan. 1817 *4. Ann Harriet Waters b. 21 Apr. 1799 d. 1839 m. to Charles Waters 5. Theoda Crane (Crain) b. 24 Apr. 1803 d. 31 Mar. 1890 m. to Charles Crain, 4 Nov. 1821 * Emigrated to Delaware Co., Ohio. Emelia, as a single girl was in the party that emigrated to Ohio in 1818. Ann Harriet was not in the party and apparently moved to Ohio prior to 1818. Mary and husband Nathaniel were in the 1818 group, along with his parents, Soloman and Prudence Barrows. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ebbfd9c54f96596f511b61f2089d24d1.jpg 04bf77ebe161e5c901011eb2dc8691f5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 11) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 6 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] The home of Lt. Thomas Barrows (1716-1802), Tolland County, Connecticut (town of Mansfield). Thomas was the father of Soloman Barrows (1752-1833). The house was built ca 1787. It is possible that this is the home that Soloman left when he came to Ohio in 1818. He surely lived in it some of the years of his life in Connecticut. The picture came down to me from Grandma Chambers, a great, great granddaughter of Lt. Thomas. During a reunion of the Barrows in 1902, held at the home of Philo Barrows, several of these pictures were given out to representatives of various families present. The pictures were gift of John W. Barrows of Denver, Colorado. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b48d75227e4c11c571c0783f3045d187.jpg f29da11de0c9f54b11731a5e5cb2f4cd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 12) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] CHILDREN OF NATHANIEL WALES BARROWS AND MARY BENNETT BARROWS Top: Orville, 1820-1898. Served as mayor of Marshalltown, Iowa, from 1874 to 1877: Betsey Jane, 1826-1907, m. William Bockoven. Bottom: Harriet Ann, 1828-1903, m. Gustin Havens; no picture was available for Blake Wales, 1817-1878, m. Charlotte Janes, moved to Iowa, d. there. The paper five-cent pieces were found in the Havens family Bible. Writing is that of sister Harriet. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d008502f46ef145cb9a790edf472ea55.jpg dbe6d4a5582fa51de207c8071f865fa7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 13) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 7 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] MORE DESCENDANTS OF NATHANIEL AND MARY BENNET BARROWS. Those indicated by an * are of that blood line. Back Row: Blake Haven*, Mrs. Blake Havens (Clara McKinnie), Octavius Chambers, holding baby Lester Chambers*, Mrs. Octavius (Mary Jane Havens*), Front Row: Flora Chambers Clymer*, Gustin Havens, Mrs. Gustin Havens (Harriet Barrows)*, Ethel Chambers Rofenfels*, Mrs. William Bockoven (Betsey Jane Barrows)*, William Bockoven, Clara Chambers Ross*, Lettie Chambers*. Helen Havens Jaynes* is back of Clara Chambers Ross. The photo was taken in front of the Nathaniel Barrows home, more recently known as the Havens Homestead. Picture was taken in summer of 1886 or 1887. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7549a1cee598a218bdb0e5e24a5c759e.jpg 2dfb83ec0f3d37df8fa93b564eac0ee8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 14) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 8 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] The house that was built by Nathaniel Barrows before 1840. It was in the attic of this home that the Bennet letters were found. The original cabin (1818 or soon thereafter) was built on the east bank of Alum Creek, but due to the dampness of the location the larger home pictured here, was built on high ground. It was located next to the home of his brother, Orrin Barrows. both were located on what was known as the Cheshire -Africa road, now under the waters of Alum creek Reservoir. Five generations occupied the Nathaniel Barrows home, later known as the "Havens Homestead". These occupants were: 1. Nathaniel and Mary (Bennett) Barrows and children: Mary Anna, Blake, Orville, Betsey Jane, and Harriet A. 2. Gustin and Harriet (Barrows) Havens and children: Helen Louisa (Jaynes), Mary Jane (Chambers), Albert Holland, Blake Wales. 3. Blake and Clara (McKinnie) Havens and daughter, Bertha Muriel (Ferson). 4. Bertha (Havens) Ferson and children: John, Harriet (after death of husband, Frank Ferson). 5. Jerry and Harriet (Ferson) Rymer and children. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d8a218d66e0ddf428d8b89fd9650eada.jpg 5d5ed071bfc9db1b022282cb6a8386d6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 15) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 9 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] "O, my dear sisters, I cannot tell you my feelings with this poor pen and ink. I want to see you and converse with you face to face . . . . . I hope there is an indisoluable knot between us that neither silence nor distance can break in pieces." -Family members in Connecticut to loved one in Ohio. Here are people communicating at the heart level. Far from the stereotypical New Englander - cold, unemotional - the Bennetts communicated love, warmth, and a deep and intense longing for one another. The lines that connected them with their pioneer families in Ohio were indeed fragile ones. Letter delivery was uncertain at best and took weeks. There were no telephone conversations to buoy the spirits - to give relief from their intense desire to communicate. There were no fly-ins to spend a few precious days together. There were no Thanksgivings shared, now Christmases spent together. No picnics, no family gatherings, no sharing of family secrets, no laughter together, nor comforting in the time of sorrow. All they had were the heart - lines - lines made possible by a postal system that was less that adequate, but which provided much needed, if minimal, communication . . . . . . . . . . . http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2993bb7a1a7bd0a28001aed0c08641cb.jpg 89a6c8f645293b2bba6efe9cac54d7f7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 16) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 10 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 1 January - February 1820 Nathaniel W Barrows Esq Orange Delaware County Lewis Settlement Alum Creek Ohio to be left at Berkshire post office Mansfield - January the 27th in the year of our Lord 1820. Beloved sister, It is with pleasure that I now spend a few moments of time in writ- ing to you to inform you of my health which through the blessing of God is very good. Hoping these lines will find you enjoying the same rich blessing. We receive a letter from you January the 11. We wrote one to you I think in December. We was very glad to re- ceive your letter but you some very unexpected news in it. I had flattered myself that you would come home next spring to live. But now expect that I shall be disappointed. I hope that you will answer your own mind and I have know reason to think but what you will. You cannot imagine how much I do want to see you and I hope that you will have come home after your things. If you should come home next spring and stay through the summer, you could get you everything that you wanted. Sally is going to live with us another year and think if you would come and spend the summer with us we should take a great deal of comfort, but I must not think to much about it. If I do, I shall certainly be disappointed. I am now at school. I have been two days. I don't know but I shall go three of four weeks. We have had very cold weather this winter. there has been snow on the ground this several weeks and it is beaut- iful slaying as I ever see. I don't know as I have much knews that I can write to you, but if I could see you, I could tell you a great deal. I want to see the girls very much and their children. Emel- ia, I was in hope that when you had your visit you would come home and let me go, but I am afraid that shall loose my visit to Ohio. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e2540805d7d09f274d8fcb1bb876fc8d.jpg f679e99b5fc143a2458e213dbdaa070b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 17) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 11 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 1 (Continued) It is quite a healthy time with us now. I don't know of but a few people that are sick about here. I would inform you that Les- ter Colman is married. He called to our house with his lady. Her native place is East Hartford. She is quite smart looking. Her name is Mabill Hills. He inquired after you very particular. I believe that Lolima was married before you went away. She is very sick. She has convulsion fits. Storrs Hovey is married to Ester Cogswell. Tell brother Charles his caution was very good but needless for I think you have got the tidde (?) of dancing in the pigs trough to perfection. I don't see but what I am like to left an only daug- hter. I am in no hurry for there is no danger of my getting into the hogs trough but supposing their was, I should as ever be their as anywhere else. I want to see Harriet in her habitation with her great boy very much. I know how Mary's children look, but I don't know nothing about Harriet. Calvin Shumway is married to Almyra Robertson - I would inform you that Dea. Groves wife is dead. Mr. Stephen Webb is dead. Mr. Jonathan Sloniel died in a few weeks after you went away and Whitman Clark's wife. Erastus Storrs died yesterday. He was unwell four days. Alven and Ira Bennet's wives are just as they was when you went away. I don't know as their is any al- teration in them. I want to see you all more than pen can describe or tongue express. Do all write to me often. Please give my love to brother Wales. Esq., and Mary, Charles, and Harriet. Sally remembers her love to you and says you must remember the spoons. So tell Mary and Harriet to write me one letter and write everything and not slow it up one bit. Charles remembers his love to you and now I must leave room for others and I come to a close by charging you to write often. I remain you sincere friend. T. B. Please to give my unacquainted respects to Mr. J. B. Emelia, I want you should come home to be married very much and I wait on you as handsomely as I know how. Do come. February the 3, 1820. Emelia, I take this opportunity to write a few lines to you to in- form you of my health. I was taken quite unwell the first of Sep- tember and did but very little of anything for three or four months, but I enjoy a comfortable state of health for which I have great reason to be thankful. I was exceeding glad to receive your letter. I understand by your writing that you are going to http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5c0bff8c30784bad2fe6dc7d6f93869a.jpg a17a2249c44fe9355d2081073f2627d1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 18) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 12 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 1 (continued) change your situation in life, which is a matter that ought to be well considered and I was in hopes that you would come home again to live but I am willing you should answer you own mind. You wrote you should need your things by next fall. I wish you would come home next summer and help make your things, if you can make it convenient. We have spoke for your feathers. I have made you one flannel blanket. We have the last piece of woollen cloth in the loom when we received your letter, or I would have made you more, but I will try to have your things ready by next fall. I don't see how you can get your things except you come home and we would give Mr. Benict (Buel?) a hearty invitation to come with you. I wish you would spend one summer more with us and help fix your things yourself if you can. If not, I wish you would come in the fall. I think a great deal about you and the rest of my children and the little grandchildren, but it is a great comfort to me to hear that you are all a doing well. I want to come and see you very much and visit you in your new habitations., but whether I every shall or not I cannot tell. Your grandmother enjoys her health as well as usual this winter. She remembers her love to you all. Remember my love to my children and the rest of our friends. I want you should write to me soon as you receive this one. Write when you think you shall come and so I remain your af fectionate mother and well wisher until death. Anna Bennett Old Mrs. Dodge is dead. She died yesterday. Dear brother, (Nathaniel Barrows) I now take this opportunity of writing a few lines to you to let you know of my situation at present. As to my health, it is as it was when you left Mansfield. I had quite a sick time of it last fall, but have since recovered. I must now draw to a close by subscribing myself your friend. Wm Bennett, Jr. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/53c0ca01b21bc7061c8979a9312b26a5.jpg 0726fd089eec31afc84071061d99c413 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 19) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 13 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] February 12, 1820 Ever Near and Dear Children and Friends one and all, I sit down this evening to write a few lines in answer to your let- ters which I recd. the first December 29th, dated December 7th in which you wished me to collect $182 in cash and carry to David Dag- get of New Haven. Accordingly, I thought it best to apply to Capt. Storrs and whilst he was gone to Norwich after the money, I received another from you January 13th, dated December 18th , in which you wish me to collect $318 Dollars more, making in the whole $500. I shew him the letter after he got home. He said if he had a known it, he would have got the whole sum and then applied it to Mr. Turn- er and he has paid $50 all I could get of him. I had a line from Mr. Dagget, wishing to know whither I would expect the orders or not. I wrote back to him that I would and wishing him to inform whither he would be at Hartford at the seting of the Superior Court. Accord- ly, he wrote that he would be there February 8 and 9th and on the 8th of February instant I found him in Hartford and paid him $250 and took up the small order with his receipt on the back of it and he held the rest on the other order and says that he shall be at Hartford all next week and if it is a possible thing, I intend that he shall have the money and take up the other order. Charles wrote in his letter wishing me to go to Waterbury when I went to Newhaven, but I intend to do the business at Hartford. It is so much nearer and the traveling so bad. We have a very severe winter. I believe the snow is all 3 feet deep in the woods and very much drifted in open land. Roads remarkable blocked up and we have had severe cold weather most of the winter. It is agreed on all hands that we have not had such a winter since the year 1780, forty years past. I have seen Doctor Adams ^1 and he says that the understanding was that you was to take your pay in the state of Ohio. viz, Charles was and says that he will write to him soon. Charles wanted to know whither he was obliged to take land for debts in this state. The fact is, if you can find no personal property, you can take the the body or land, just as you please. If you take the body and commit it to jail, he must maintain himself there so long as he has real estate. but if you levy on the land, you must eventually take it at the appraisal of indifferent men. When you write to me again, please to leave the esq. out, for I am not known by that, although I am authorized to give the title. 1. Presumably, Dr. Jabez Adams. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e4b10c147f0873fdbe5753f3c18e5465.jpg 5a6aa78b7a8a22da813f3d615f6b6070 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 20) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 14 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] I had like to forgot to inform you that I am as well as usual for me and hope these lines will find you and yours, too. (to) Nathaniel W. Barrows, Esq. from Wm. Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/614c5013846c74681cbc3f78e4d05ddf.jpg 2036a33de318bffa3c87af7eafb97e9c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 21) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 15 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 2 May 20, 1820 Mr. Charles Waters Berkshire Lewis Settlement Delaware County Alum Creek Ohio To Emelia: Though Providence hath separated us, yet it is a privilege that we both have that we can go to the throne of grace for our selves and one another. The providence of the Lord extends itself to every - thing but there is a special providence over the children of God. The providence of God to the children of God are sanctified prov- idences. Soul Providences they are instruments of good to their souls. Again, the providences of the Lord steer the children of God heavenwards. This, my child, I hope is your happiness, that you realized that you are under the eye and tuition of a fatherly and special providence. Let us answer the call of providence which is to watch and pray and believe. And let us expect good things from a good God through our faithful and dear Mediator who ever lives to make intercession for us. If you change your situation in life, I hope it will be for the better. But pray, don't flatter yourself of happiness on this side of the grave, for this world promises a great deal but it never performs. It is like a jackalantern, it is always a little ahead but we never arrive to it. I know this by experience for I have tried it almost 60 years. We shall be glad to see you one and all in Connecticut when God in providence opens the door. You will all perceive that I have been pretty misselanous in writ- ing but I have let my pen follow my thoughts and not haveing time nor matter to fill a sheet for each one and expecting that you live so compact that you can all have the advantage of reading, I thought best to write in this form and direct to Charles. And now I must draw to a close by requesting an interest in all your prayers that God would enable me to to serve my generation by the will of God that I may be gathered to my fathers in peace, meet all of you in that blest world where parting shall be no more and spend a boundless and Ever- ending eternity in worshiping Fa- ther, Son, and Divine Spirit, that this may be the happy lot and portion of each of us. May God grant for the Redeemer's sake, so I remain yours. Emelia Bennett Wm Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f2505e333833a1e64300ecde90d6704b.jpg 941de237fcac6b0a8d7f5bf46f365f5c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 22) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 16 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] These lines I expect will be conveyed by Mr. Harding Hovey who says that he is a going to your settlement. Please all of you to write as often as you can. Some one as soon as you receive this. Mansfield - May 20th 1820 Ever near and dear children: I now sit down this evening to write a few lines just to let you know that I have not forgot you. I am in comfortable state of health at present, thanks be to God therefor. I hope these lines will fall into your hands in a time of health, wealth, and prosperity - I have no news worth a writeing only hard times and money scarce, which perhaps is no news to you from what you have wrote heretofore. I have not been to Newhaven since I recd. your letter and of course not to Waterbury, but I have con- versed with Doctor Adams a number of times on the subject and if I am not mistaken he has had correspondance with the man at Water- bury for he informed me that they did incline to take his note for what reasons he did not say. But I concluded from our conver- sation he did not wish to have them. I have delayed writing untill now, expecting a letter from some of you and should have waited longer, but as Harding Hovey is going to start soon for Ohio, I thought that I would write a few lines. I saw Elder Goodwin this day. He says he remembers his love to you all and wished me to tell Charles that he had never recd. that long letter that you promised him. As to my own mind, faint yet pursue- ing the same as heretofore, I find it a hard thing to exercise faith when I have most need of it. Please give my respect to your mother. So I remain yours in sincerity. Charles Waters Wm. Bennett Loving child, I understand that you have a son and have named him after myself. Whether I shall ever see him or not on earth I can- not tell, but I pray that God may give you grace and wisdom to train him up in wisdom's ways, always remembering that wisdom"s ways are ways of pleasantness and all her paths are peace. Harriot, always remember that you are born to die and that three things will prepare you for it (viz) repentence toward God, faith in our Lord Jesus Christ and sincere and universal obedience. I wish you to write me the stateof your mind if agreeable and in so doing you will oblige an aged parent. Yours in the best of bonds, Harriot Waters Wm. Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f4e0dbecc506facc2c38703b6029111b.jpg a2e7ccbbba53a18582a1bf391a0e8e07 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 23) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 17 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] To Nathaniel W. Barrows You will perceive by the first page of this that I enjoy a usual state of health for an old man, but I find that the lighting down of the grasshopper becomes a burthen to me. I have no special news to write. Theoda has wrote a letter wherein I expect that she had informed of the deaths and situation of the people in these parts, as far as my knowledge extends. We have had a very severe winter and dry springs. No rain of any consequence until last night. I expect some of you here before another winter. Please to give my best regards to your father and father and moth- er ^1, Orrin and wife, and also Blake in particular. Tell him that grandpa wants to play with this hay season as he did two years ago. I wrote you since I paid $250 to David Dagget which was Feb- ruary the 8th and March the 8th. I paid the $250 and had orders receipted on the back of them and have them by me. It being late in the evening and I am very tired, I must draw to a close by subscribing myself your well wisher through time and eternity. Nathaniel W. Barrows Wm Bennett To Mary - I hope there is an indisoluble knot between us that nei- ther silence nor distance can break in pieces. I mean the unity of the Spirit. Ever remember to keep the head of the vessel to- ward the desired part and if you have contrary winds to drive back, you will arrive safe, for Jesus stands at helm. He is our Priest,, He is our surety, He is our advocate at the right hand of the Father- er. O, let us prise and praise Him to eternity. To the Lord's almighty protection and most gracious favour, I commit you and yours. Remaining your affectionate parent until we meet again, Farewell. Mary Barrows Wm Bennett 1. Soloman and Prudence Barrows http://66.213.124.233/files/original/24fa451604c2ece03acd607e6ff1f5f6.jpg bedf02037d5c5be9daa2f03a9f332ab7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 24) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 18 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 3 September 12, 1820 Mr. Nathaniel W Barrows Orange Delaware Co Ohio Mansfield Sept. 12, 1820 Dear Sir, I recd. a line by hand of Charles Waters wishing me to procure some articles for you. Accordingly I collected thirty dollars and thirty eight cents of Elijah Turner, all there was due from him to you, and bought 16# of Hyson Skin (?) Tea at Hartford for 62 cts. per # 9.92 4# of Shushong at 42 cts. per #, Bohea there was none 1.68 12 1/4 yd of full cloth at 1 $ per yd 12.25 8 yds of flannel at 42 cts per yd 3.36 27.21 I shall send the remainder of the money by Charles Waters which is three dollars seventeen cts 3.17 $30.34 That money that is due from Bentley and the Traeyes you re- quested me likewise to collect and send on by Charles. I paid immediate attention to it and recd. only thirty five dollars on the note as yet that I send on by Charles. There in now due on said note about forty eight dollars which I think is best to collect and put where you can have it when you send again. I would observe that there is due to to you from Capt. Storrs one hundred fifty six dollars, which I believe is safe and he says that he will pay it when you send for it. Tell Blake that grandfather has not forgot him and in token thereof has sent him a hat and he must be a good boy. I have sent you at your request trammel to the crane and hooks rag wheel to the loom and hand iron - the bellows and toasting iron Charles says that he cannot carry. I would just inform you that we are as well at present as us- ual for us and I hope that these lines will find you and yours in health and prosperity. The last letter that we had was from Harriot and Emelia dated July. Then we understood that your http://66.213.124.233/files/original/43f23e6358cd674783495cc2ae31bb61.jpg a990a790e23970aaab2627aa4058435b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 25) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 19 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] health was gaining and we have been very anxious to hear since. But not one syllable have we heard. We expect that Charles and Wm will start tomorrow morning and carry this letter, and if they live to arrive at Ohio they can tell more than I can write and so through the hurry of business I must draw to a close, wishing the blessings of heaven to rest on you and yours in this world and that which is to come. Please to remember me to all friends, children in particular. Farewell Nathaniel W. Barrows Wm Bennett Mother has sent her three daughters each of them cloth for a gown, six # of neagerauger and 1# of alum to be divided between them and likewise has sent to Maryanne cloth for two frocks and ribbon and a string of beeds and would have sent more but our silk failed this year. We made but eleven pounds and sends her love to you all. We have sold no articles that you left with us except the quill (quilt?) wheel and mother says that she has sent the silk by Charles. To Emelia. I have sent you all the articles that you sent for as far I recollect and seven dollars and eighteen cents in cash by Charles. To one and all please to write as often as you can. . Wm Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d2ae14a02aea3ec53ea860c537c62310.jpg 7a331bef351ce7f844fc104d70a233e8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 26) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 20 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 4 February - March 1822 Mr. Nathaniel Wm Barrow Bitshire County of Delaware 25 State of Delaware Mansfield, Feb. the 28, 1822 Dear brother and sister, I being some time since I have either written or heard from any of you, I now according to your request will attempt to write a few lines, hoping that you will have the perrusal of the same. As to our health through blessings of a merciful God, I can inform you is good. As to the weather this winter the ground has been bare for the most part of the time. We have good sleighing for about 18 or 20 days. We have had some very cold weather but the cold has been of short duration. As for new I would inform you that Mr. Bangs (?) Dunham is dead. Sally Smith is married to Joseph Martinsun (?). Moriah Smith is married to Rufus Burnham. Morrin Huntington to Lois Thomp- son. Uncle Samuel King died last fall. His widow has gone back to live with her children. Capt. Robert Barrows' wife died not long ago . Jabez Commings is married to Orpha Park- er. Burnham Hibbird (?) married Clima Barrows on Monday Feb. the 14. Henry Adams called at the door and left three letters from the Ohio. We were greatly rejoiced on hearing from you and hearing that you enjoyed a comfortable state of health. Tell Blake and Lanman that intend send them some picture books the first opertunity. I have not forgotten the little children but the thought is agravated, seeing I cannot see them. We re- ceived a letter Mr. I. Toplift about 2 months after you wrote it. Often do I think when by myself of the visit I made you, of the pleasing hours spent by your firesides in pleasing con- versation. But the time is over. Let us throw by this melan- choly thoughts and awake to a more lively theme. Let us consider it is but a short before we meet in another world. O that it might be our happy lot to meet in that world to where sighing and sorrow shall be no more. I do believe that the greatest thing that we can do in this world is to be prepared for another which may God grant is the prayer of your friend. To Wales and Mary Barrows http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b347b35931361f0ac51bdbb4274ff223.jpg d0cd6febabae468b93b7f919d53858a9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 27) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 21 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] N. B. Please to give my love to Orrin and family, Charles and family. Jeremiah and Emelia and all enquiring friends. Wm. Bennet, Jr. March the 2 Dear children, I once more take my pen in hand to write you a few lines to let you know that I enjoy a comfortable state of health at present. We talk of coming to see you if we can find any company to come with us. We do not think if safe to set out so long a journey alone. Charles and Theoda were married the 4 day of last Nov- ember. They will commence housekeeping the first of April. Your father has let out his farm to Charles and William. I have hired Abigail Crain to help do my work this summer. She is twelve years old. Charles writes that there is an overuleing hand of providence that is very true, but I don't think that kind of providence will ever call you to move to Illinois, Mis- sourie or Indiana. If you should, it would bring me down with sorrows. I don' t think that his kind disposition can ever do it and Harriet, I know you never can. Emelia, you write that it is hard getting money. If you cannot pay for your farms you must come back to Connecticut. There is room enough in old Mansfield for all of you and I will promise you a hearty well- come. Emelia, you wrote that you had a little daughter and how much you set by her. I dare say you do, but we must re- member the giver. Wales, you wrote that you thought some of coming in the fall. If we go to Ohio this summer you must come back with us. But if we do not you must certainly come, and bring Mary if she can come. Please to remember my love to your father and mother*. Orrin and wife and so I remain you kind parent. March 4, 1822 Wm and Mother, having wrote what they wished to and the third page being left, I thought I would write a few lines to let my children know that I had not forgot them. No, you are all as placed in different circumstances in this life, yet the same being protects us one and all. I am enjoying a comfortable *Soloman and Prudence Barrows Anna Bennet http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e64ef9cdde08a7e58f73e2466870e7c5.jpg 5a0280d1a17123682aa5f1f221783450 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 28) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 22 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] state of health at present for a man of my years and am cal- culing to build a house this spring for wood wagon and silk worms, 36 feet by 18. If I should get my house done and have some company and providence should open a door otherways, I have thoughts of comeing to Ohio but I have not calculate much upon it and I would not have you least we should both be disa- pointed. But if I don't come, it won't be because that I don't want to, for I want to see all my children and grandchildren on this world if it be God's will, but if He has otherwise de- termined, I pray that we may all have reconciliation thereto. Time and paper fails me to address you singly. Therefore, I shall draw to a close by informing that your friends are all well in these part as my knowledge extends. A general time of health among us at present although several aged people have died the year past. As to religion rather a cold time amongst all professors at present. I think you had better come and take care of your money when you can make is convenient. Please to remember me to your father and mother, Orrin and wife. Tell father that his brother Lemuel* has made a visit in there parts this win- ter and was well and left his family so. And now, children, let us all remember the path of duty is always a safe path to travel through life and may we all follow it that we may land in realms of glory. Above is the prayer of your friend untill death. Please to write when you recd. this. To Nathaniel and Mary Barrows Wm Bennett Please remember me to sister Waters if living. *Lemuel Barrows http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d013572b0c55e6422df40d58058b7b78.jpg bb4bec3183883de7ed7b1a241d56ca99 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 29) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 23 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 5 July 27. 1823 Mr. Nathaniel H Barrows Town of Orange County of Delaware, State Ohio Dear Cousin, Having an opportunity to write a few lines to you to inform how we fare. We are all in tolerable good health and our circum- stances as good as we can expect. I must apologize a little for mother's not answering your letter in due time. Your letter was received about the time that brother Joseph's wife died, and hav- ing so much to think of that, she delayed writing. Your letter was received with great satisfaction. We was glad to hear that you was in good circumstances and contented there and did not re- gret your moving to that country, which I believe is a fine count- ry of land, and can live easier there than we do here, although I expect that we have many privileges here that you have not there. Mother received a letter from cousin Susan Dunham last week that informed us of there circumstances and afflictions since they moved to that country. It seems as if God had visited them with sick- ness and death. I expect that you have heard that Joseph has buried his wife. She died two years ago the eighth of this month. She left one son nineteen months old that they call Waldo. She died with the con- sumption. Mother takes care of Joseph's child and he makes it his home with mother and so does Sumner. Mother has Charles and her little Waldo and herself in a steady family. Joseph and Sumner are to work in Hebron. They are doing very well. As for my fam- ily, I have myself, husband, and two children. I have two fine boys that I call Nathan and Edward. The oldest will be four years old next September and the youngest a year old last March. Both of them healthy and well. Aunt Palmer is well and her family. Uncle Denison moved to New Berlin in York state last fall. We have not heard from him since. Aunt Palmer received a letter from Uncle Blake in April last that informed us that he was well and his family. He had been much out of health but it is restored to him once more. Cousin Peter and Philena visited Aunt Lucretia Barrows last fall. They found them http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3fa64c09bd7c204987a79949a848e9a1.jpg 257bc81c284171c79e9f172affad82c0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 30) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 24 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] all well and under good circumstances. Aunt Lucretia has ten children living. Aunt Wales family are all in good health ex- cepting Nathaniel. A year ago last spring he had several hard fits, and his health is not perfectly restored. I don't know but I have wrote as much as you will have patience to read. Mother wishes to be remembered to your family and in particular to your father and mother and wants to see you all. Do remem- ber me to Orrin and his family and tell his wife that I don't know anything but that her father and mother, brothers and sis- ters are all well. You don't know how much I want to see your father and mother and you and your wife, and your children. I think if I could see one of you it would do me a great deal of good. I have thought that Orrin and his wife would visit here again on account of seeing her friends and still hope they will, so I remain your cousin, Abigail Cheney Mr. Nathaniel Barrow, July 22nd, 1823 P.S. Do write and let me know how you all are. Our fam- ily all remembers their love to all your family and Orrin and his wife. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0c2a48d78216a4f857298c2d8e1d9296.jpg 48450db6fce71499c1715ece1dea9868 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 31) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 25 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 6 August 31, 1825 Mary Barrows Orange Delaware County Ohio Dear friends, I once more embrace this opportunity to converse with our absent children with pen and ink. I wish to inform you that your fath- er and mother are enjoying a comfortable state of health at pre- sent for people of our age, although we find that we are in the decline of life and a-going down hill as fast as time can roll us along. A general time of health among us at present, although some are sick and some are dead since I wrote last. I expected that Will- iam would have wrote you a letter until almost the last minute, as there were 3 of us to write and 3 to write to. But Miss Hanks informed us that you said that you was coming to Connecticut this fall. Therefore, we look for you every hour. Theoda has wrote to Emelia. Therefore, Wm. said that he had no news to write, but remember his love with Harriot's to you and all in- quiring friends. Your friends are all well as far as I know. Your Uncle Asa Ben- net fails as to the use of his limbs but is able to ride about in his waggon as yet. I have wrote a letter to Charles, expect- ing that Wm. would write this, which letter I shall refer you to for particulars and as it is time that our letters was seald and sent on to Miss Hanks, I must draw to a close by wishing by wish- ing to remember our love to you and Jeremiah and Emelia, Orrin and wife, sister Barrows and all enquiring friends, if any there be. If you fail of comeing this fall write immediately after receiving this for we have not heard a single word from you since January last. Only the remote information that Miss Hanks gave. We still remember your loving parents until death. Nathaniel W. and Mary Barrows Wm. and Anna Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1bd751de6987b4f81c3627bdf9cc605d.jpg a4538990875aa53f9bb68f684326c43b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 32) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 26 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut Letter7 April 9, 1826 Nathaniel W Barrows Orange Delaware County Ohio To be Left at Berkshire Post office offic Mansfield Ct Mansfiendo office Loving Friends, A father's and mother's affections are not lost for their child- ren through the distance of way between them. Although 7 hun- dred miles of road lies between us, yet you are not forgotten by us. Your father and mother enjoy a comfortable state of health at present for people of our age and we hope these lines will fall into your hand when you are enjoying the same blessing. We recd. your letter dated Sept. 14th and was glad to hear from our child- ren once more. I will assure you we have had a very open winter, no snow of any consequence. Most of the time mild weather for Connecticut. Two or 3 days very cold, 1 in December 6 on Tuesday, 1 in January on Tuesday. Very foggy weather which I believe has caused a great many people amongst us to be unwell. Scarcely a family or person that escapes, some confined with fever. Charles Crain had the barn burnt on the farm where he lived on the 14th day of September past about 3 o clock P.M. Charles was not at home. Eleazar Baldwin, their nearest neighbor, took a skillet full of live coals of fire, went into the barn, threw it on the hay mow and it was in a blaze in a moment. Consumed about 16 tons of hay and all his corn fodder lost and the house very narrowly escaped. It caught fire a great many time. They carried the things out of the house into the highway and the sparks of fire alighting on them burnt holes in the most of them. the neighbors collecting and by their exertions saved the house. Baldwin was taken and tried before John Salter, Esq. and bound over to court in a $1000 bond carryed to goal, tarryed there about 4 or 5 weeks, was brought back to Mansfield and put into the poor house and died in a few days. I asked him when at court what made him burn the barn. He said it was because the devil was in him. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8aadb6034a382df71536d6419890ff17.jpg 28649a1087cd1f81474cfceaac033eac Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 33) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 27 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Charles has moved to the Widow Barrows, works for us one half of the time. This summer he has the up country fever by turns, but I believe it leans toward the state of New York. Wm Bennett Crain has got to be a stout lively boy. Your mother and I paid Charles a visit sometime about the 1st of January. Our horse stood in the cold the afternoon. We started for home, just be- fore the sun set. The sd. horse soon became rather unmanagea- ble. Went to go by another waggon that was before us, overset the waggon that we was in. It gave me some slight wounds. Hurt your mother more, especially in her right wrist. Broke no bones but misplaced some. Painful and lame for six weeks. Since that, began to use it some but lame with it yet. You wrote in your letter that you wished us to write how Alvin and Ira Bennet's wives did. Alvin Bennett was at my house since and said that I might write that his wife had not borne her weight on her feet for ten years. Ira's wife we hope is on the gaining hand as to her health but very slowly. I wrote a letter to you, dated March 2nd, carryed it part of the way to the post office and had a letter handed me from Emelia which gladdened my heart and returned home with both of them, I thought then that I should write soon, but I have delayed until now. She informed us of her trials by sickness. We pity and pray for her. That is all we can do for her at so great a distance. Mother thinks if she cannot enjoy her health where she is, she had better return to her native land and I will assure her that I am willing to intend to write her the next letter. Asa Bennett, Jr. of Homer (?) died the 9th of December last with the Consumption. Elijah Abbe died some time in January. Jesse Bennett died also in January last , 83 years. You wished to know how grandmother Hunt got along. Very well for an old lady. Lives almost or quite alone. You wished me to excuse you for not writing oftener. I shall for this time but I fear I shall not if you transgress in like manner again. *Your mother, we understand, is gone and left you. Pray remember that we shall soon follow. Your uncle Asa Bennett is quite un- well and we fear that he has got the consumption and will never be no better. The rest of your friends are well as far as I re- collect. We wish you one and all to pay us a visit as soon as you can. I don't know that I shall ever see Ohio. I am an old man. Was I twenty years younger I should, if it was the will of the Lord. sometimes I wish that I was there with all my proper- ty, children and grandchildren, but alas! that don't carry me there. We wish to be remembered to all our children and grandchildren, Orrin and wife and as many more as may enquire after us. My sheet is drawing to a close. I must leave some room for others to write. So I must leave you one and all in the hands of Him who ruleth in the armies of heaven about and among the inhab- *Prudence Barrows http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2900ba1e7606a608f464b97b03355cd7.jpg 4670f2278449429fa5d0a4f079717dbe Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 34) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 28 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] itants of this lower world while I pray for your prosperity in this world and happiness in the world to come. Farewell. Nathaniel W. Barrows Wm and Anna Bennett and Mary Barrows Mansfield - April 9, 1826 Dearly beloved brothers and sisters: I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you, although it is but a few moments since I knew of the opportunity. But I feel quite willing to improve it, seeing it is the only way that we can converse with each other. I enjoy my health very well this spring, but I am not one of the tuff sort and I never expect to be. I have to take my work as I can hold it, but I get along without hiring any and I think that I have not reason to complain. We cannot expect none of us to go through this unfriendly world with some trouble. Father mentioned that we had our barn burned last fall. You may well suppose that I was not a little frightened. The villian came immediately into the house. He threatened our lives and used the most profane language that I ever heard come out of any person's mouth. I felt thankful that I was not alone. Uncle Asa Crain moved his wife and two children in with us last spring, one a girl fourteen years of age, the other an infant three weeks younger than William. He himself went into the country and staid untill fall and then come back and moved his family. He married Polly Balch for his first wife. Had I been alone I don't know what I would have done. We sent the girl immediately to the neigh- bours and went to clearing the house. The wind being very high and exactly write to bring the fire and smoke write on to the house. We expected every moment when it would all be in blaze. But the neighbors soon collected and we had a little shower of rain which altogether saved the house but injured our things very much. But I must leave this subject. William and Harriet are well. They had a daughter born last No- vember. She is a lively little thing, and as white as a lilly. They call her Harriet Jane. Mother thinks a great deal about you and especially Emelia because she is sick so much. Dear sister, I do not believe that the climate agrees with you and I would not stay there. Why not come back to Connecticut? Mother says that you must be careful and not use to much maple sweetening. O, how I want to see you all and your children. William is fat and hearty and as full of mischief as can be. He likes to go to grandpahs very well. But I must stop writing and leave room for Charles. Do write to us as soon as you receive this. I shall write again before long and write to Harriett. This from your sister. Theoda Crain. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e76860dccbecdfb174322e52a0cbf493.jpg ee4bd5bc5130ac2c01eb8683e54344c7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 35) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 29 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Friends in Ohio. I now take pen to write a few words since Father B has me- tioned my loss last fall. I often think of what C. Waters said that he should be glad to have some of his neighbors go with him some. He was thankful he was a going to leave in Mansfield, such as Sam Wm (?) and Baldwins. I have experienced the effects of living near E. Baldwin. He is dead and had very few mourners. I taught school last winter. I sold my stock. I must draw to a close and subscribe myself your well wisher. Wm and H.B. sends their love to you. C. Crain C. Crain Father mentioned that we have moved. We had very good luck a moving and I think that I shall enjoy myself here very well. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/23d1b9c9e316f6d6a411a0ffbd0aa01a.jpg 1ce51900b6c77a518a846e5a8aeafb24 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 36) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 30 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 8 October 15, 1827 (Address lost) Ever Loving children, I once more attempt to write a few lines just to let you know that I have not forgotten you. Your father and mother still en- joy a comfortable state of health for people of our age. We hope these lines will find you and yours in health both in body and mind. A general time of health in Mansfield as your brother Orrin can inform you concerning that and other things more at large than I can write. I sent you by Orrin two hundred and eleven dollars in cash that was your due. All the money that I have of yours and likewise all the receipts that I took of David Dagget of New Haven amounting to five hundred dollars. Seventy five dollars of your money I put into land and I will do the best for you that I can concerning that. I thought that I had better have the land than nothing. I expect that you will pay us a visit next spring and we shall have no difficulty between us concerning that. I shall send one pound H.S. Tea by Orrin to Mary as a token that I have not forgotten her and like wise 6 quarts of high (?) wine. Orrin must have enough of it to pay for carrying. Mother sends Mary some articles as a present, done up in a bundle, her name wrote on a piece a paper and put into the bundle. Your mother and I did not think it best to set out with Orrin for Ohio this fall. We expect you will pay us a visit next spring and whither we shall go back with you or not we cannot tell so long beforehand. Our crops of hay come in exceeding well land a fine time to get it. Rye about middleing. Corn I believe the same. I shall re- fer you to your brother for particulars and draw to a close by wishing you both health, wealth and prosperity in this world and in the world to come Eternal Life through Jesus Christ our Lord. Please to write oftener than you have the year past. Farewell. Your Uncle Asa Bennett died August 21. Nathaniel W. and Mary Barrows Wm and Anna Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/78d579316c1513599647722b0170b9a4.jpg d2a82870a5949e57cb3bec2b93e9715d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 37) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 31 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 9 February 10, 13, 25, 1828 Mansfield Center Feby 13th 1828 Nathaniel Barrows Orange Delaware County Ohio to be left at Berkshire Post Office Mansfield - February the 10 Sunday evening Much beloved brother and sister, Haveing an unexpected oppertunity to write a few lines to you, I gladly improve it , hopeing by this to hear from you, as we have not heard one word from you since Orin went away. We some- times think that your letters have been lost on route, but we are more apt to think that some of you are very sick, but if it is the case, I hope that you will write and ese our anxious minds. Our family are all well. William goes to school very steady this winter and learns to read well. He tells a great deal about his Ohio cousins and says when he gets to be a man, he shall go and see them. We talk of going home to live with father and mother in the spring. William is a going to have the large building that was put up for a silkhouse moved across the road and made into a dwelling house for him. He has got his celler partly dug. I think when it is finished it will be a very elegant building. Father and mother don't feel willing to have us go into the count- ry at present and so long as they feel unwilling, I don't feel as though it was our duty to go. Mother's health is not so good this winter but I am in hopes that her cough will get better in the spring. She always has a bad cough every winter. She wants to see you all very much and I feel in hopes, brother and sister, if there is know hindrances in the way that you will come home next season and spend the summer with us and if father and mother are well, I think they will go back with you. They talk more and more about it. I think they would gone back with Orrin if it had not been so in the fall, but I don't feel willing to have them set out alone. You must, some of you, come home next summer. I http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f09c2a5635c6051731c5bb66997048c0.jpg 0bedb1728e35a636cf46ad1799c7b59d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 38) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 32 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] should be very glad to see Orrin and his wife. Please to give my love to them and tell them we should be very glad to receive a letter from them. Remember my love to all my brothers and sis- ters and tell them I want they should all write to us. I sent three letters by Orrin, one to each of my sisters and this will make the fourth. I feel very anxious to hear from Emelia. It is late in the evening and I must draw to a close. Charles remembers his love to you all. He is confined in the school house every winter. He has got a most tired of keeping school. He has from 60 to 70 schollars in a day and it keeps him very busy. Please to overlook all mistakes as I have wrote this in a hurry. This from you sister and well wisher untill death. Wales and Mary Barrows Theoda Crain Feby 13th, 1828 Mansfield. Ever beloved children I have thought it best to write once more to you if you won't to me. When Orrin left Mansfield, I though that he agreed to write as soon as he arrived at home, but 4 long months are past and gone since we have heard a word from you. I have waited and waited untill I have concluded that Orrin had forgot his promise or that his letter had miscarryed or that he has never got home., but are still very anxious to hear from you all and what luck he had in returning back to Ohio. I enjoy a comfortable state of health at present for a man of my years, thanks to Almighty God. Therefor, your mother is trou- bled with asthma disorder this winter. More than usual has a very heavy cough, but keeps about house the most of the time and does the most of her house work. Theoda helps her some at turns about her washing. As to the weather, an uncommon winter so far. November was a severe month. for the most part of it, we had a snow and cold weather which began about the 6th or 7th which lasted mostly through the month. We had our potatoes dug and the last cheese of cyder on the press, but there was some potatoes lost. Since that we have had but very little sleigh- ing and sleding. Our snow storms begin and quick turn to rain which makes a little icy crust on the earth. But warm weather soon follows and the very muddy and bad traveling. We want to come and visit you all very much more than pen can des- cribe, but whither or no we ever shall God only knows. We talk about it almost every day and dream some about it at night. If we ever come it must be before many years as we are a growing old and that passage in Holy Writ begins to be realized by us; "The lighting down of the grasshopper becomes a burthen." If http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bb210aeef64147914801f89f65b93257.jpg b1a1241e970b83c5c309b8c3f514e454 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 39) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 33 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] we should think it best and providence should open the door, I believe it will be best for us to come by water. Please to write in as soon as you receive this how near we can get to you by wa- ter. I expect that Charles Crain will improve the most of my land the year to come. You must not look for us untill you see us for it is uncertain whither we ever see Ohio or our children again, but we wish to be reconciled to that providence that governs all things for the best. But if we never meet again on this earthly ball, my heart's desire is that we may so live and conduct the few remaining moments that is allotted us on earth that we may all meet in that blest world where parting is no more. Your Grandmother Hunt* enjoys as comfortable a state of health as can be expected for a woman of her age. The last time that I saw Alvin Bennett he told me that his wife could walk from the bed to the fire. Ira Bennet's wife is no poorer and we hope gains her health some. As to religion, a very low time in general in those parts, par- ticularly in Mansfield. Elder Godwin is here yet. Some say that he is going away the 1st of next April. How that is, I cannot tell. I believe that his usefulness is done here. Wm and Anna Bennet February 25th After all the trials that we have been called to pass through in chh affairs, if my heart don't deceive me, I think I can say with the prophet Naum, "The Lord is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble and He knoweth them that put their trust in Him." Zion's God still lives and the government is on his shoulders. Don't let us be weary in well doing for in due season we shall reap if we faint not. The Lord has set His furnace in Zion and He will purify His children. But pure gold never looses nothing by going through the fire. It is only the dross that is burnt off. We send our love to all our children and grandchildren, Orrin and wife and all enquiring friends, if any there be. So I must draw to a close for want of room, wishing you all the best of heaven's blessing in this world and everlasting happiness in the world to come. This from your parents and well wishers untill death. Nathaniel W. and Mary Barrows Wm and Anna Bennett Please to direct your letters to Mansfield Central post office. *Mary (Abbe) Hunt, wife of John Hunt, Jr. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/298f6f2ef49faee3f1d6c842181af599.jpg ee89ec2b278ce304c4ca7317d33615a7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 40) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 34 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Mansfield, February the 10 Dear brother and sister, Having an opportunity to write a few lines in father's letter, I now gladly embrace it. Myself and family are enjoying a good state of health at present. We have had two weakly infant children to attend to but they have of late become quite healthy. I have had to get out of bed twice almost very night to nurse one of them on the bottle while my wife nursed the other one the breast. But I find that they are gaining my affection very fast. But may I never be left to set my affections altogether upon my children, knowing they are but lent blessings. We long to hear from you very much, having not heard a word from you this 4 long months. Orrin also promising to write when he got home. it causes many anxious feelings. Sometimes we think some of you are sick the reason you have not written. sometimes we imagine the letter (if you have wrote one) has miscarried. Do write on the receipt of and let us know the reason and quiet our anxious fear. Please to accept myself and companion our best respects and well wishes to all the brothers and sisters, Orrin and wife and all enquiring friends. Emelia, you wrote that you wished to receive a letter from me. You and Jeremiah will write me a letter I will write you return. So I remain friend and bro- ther. To Wales and Mary Barrows Wm Bennett, Jr. Our twins, we weighed them today. They weighed 12 lb. each. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a2cc8c9000e0dd40c3d21378b6075703.jpg aa02585714b79db15fdb45200ab55a9e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 41) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 35 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 10 August 22, 1828 (Address lost) Mansfield - Aug. 22nd 1828 Kind Brother and Sisters, With a degree of satisfaction, I take my pen to write to you, thinking probable it is the last time I ever shall have this priv- ilege. Dear brother Nathaniel, affections inclines us to regard each other's person and welfare. The distance that separates us is great, not probable we ever shall meet in this world. The al- lotment of divine providence doth divide near friends here on earth. But it is of the greatest moment to be prepared to meet in that world of bliss when the whole assembled universe shall be called together. O my friends, _____________ in with the overtures of mercy and grace on Gospel terms, that we may have part in the first resurrection on which the second death shall have no __________. The most particular information I have had since your removal to Ohio is by the way of Dea. William Bennett of Mansfield. I hope these lines may reach you some time or other, but when I ______________ not the cause of this letter being dated at Mansfield is on account of my being here as I am out of health, taken unwell the last of Aug- ust one year ago, and I am the last of Oct pretty much confined to the house through the winter. On the 12th of May started from house at Greentown and I have spent this summer in Mansfield and by the salt water and on Long Island and prepare soon to go on my journey for Greentown as it is being almost four months since I left my family. I am anxious to see them. My health is _________ but feeble and what is desired for me in __________lengthen out of my days is unknown to me. I sometimes almost conclude my time is very short here on earth. Let that be as it may. O that I may do the work of the day while life doth last. I must acquaint you with all my family. My wife is in a low declining state of health with the consumption. I have five children, the 3 eldest daughter are married. I have but one son and my youngest daughter lives at home. (My circumstances are comfortable) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/421fe9996e096a39c9cfec09fad028ce.jpg dc9dc308975e19642e7b60794609a386 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 42) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 36 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] O my brother and sister, prepare to meet God. Your days as well as mine are almost finished and it is of the greatest moment to exchange worlds. It is in general a time of health in this country. The Lord is gathering in a great harvest of souls in Mansfield - unto the lib- erty and enjoyment of the truth. While writing these lines this morning sister Elizabeth sends her love to you. I wish you to give my love to your sons and their families. Tell them to write to me, if any oppertunity presents, and other ways by the mail. I live in Greenton, county of Oneida, state of New York. I come to a close from your affectionate brother. Lemuel Barrows Mr. and Mrs. Soloman Barrows Ohio http://66.213.124.233/files/original/278eca9c3f62173f87cdcf0d8af1ac9b.jpg 128c78d0839737364346b16b3e5cadfb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 43) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 37 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 11 September 5, 26, 1831 Mr. Nathaniel W Barrows Union Post Office Delaware County Ohio Mansfield - September 5th, 1831 Ever beloved and much respected children one and all, I once more sit down to take pen in hand to write a few lines to those who are at a great distance in body but not in mind, for you are as fresh in our minds as when you left your native land. We can assure you, your mother and myself, through the blessing of that God who has preserved us all our life long to this present moment, enjoy a comfortable state of health for people of our age. And we hope that these lines will find you in health and prosperity. I received a letter from you the 1st Monday of January, dated December 17, 1930. I have not heard from any of you since I wrote a letter to Ohio and directed it to Jeremiah Buel, dated February 17th, 1831, and expected one in return long before this. But as none has arrived and have waited and waited untill I concluded that the letter has either miscarried or you one and all have forgot your parents. If you have not, I shall expect a letter very soon after you receive this. You wrote I thought as though you had an idea of visiting us and and we some expected you but we are disappointed. I hope we shall not be the year to come if our lives are spared. Oliver Bingham shew me a letter that he rec'd from Isaac Waters informing him that his sister Ruth lived nearby him. The letter was dated July 1831, Peoria Lake, Illinois. Charles Crain has bought the building and 9 acres of land that Joshua Parker owned at his decease a mile south of Robert Barrows, where Mr. Eleazar Wright formerly lived. His health has returned in a good degree. He began to labour in July and gained slowly ever since. Our crop of grass is very good. We have had a very hot summer http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0842b13d97dfdf8602414277439453df.jpg 9b00774efea6f20b6797bdb2e6a6aa8b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 44) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 38 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] and plenty of rain. Our crops of rye a little blasted. Corn I believe about middleing. Not a very good summer for silk. We have made only 26#. Our daughters will wish to know the state of religion amongst us. No alteration in the Baptist chh for the better as yet. Elder John Hunt removed here with his family the 1st of last April. He paid me a visit about 10 days past. Come about 9 o'clock in the morning and tarryed un- till 4 p.m. Appears to be a very agreeable man. He stated that is was his wish and all the members of the chh that he had conversed with that I should go with the chh, but I cannot go a free man untill the chh removes some things out of the way and I believe some part of the chh are of the same mind for they have told me so. Last day in August Elder Hunt changed with Elder Esek Brown of Lebanon and we have not had two such sermons since Eld. Brunson left Mansfield. He stated that the oldest inhabitant of Lebanon never saw such a reformation be- fore as there then was in Lebanon. He appeared like a man that come out of a fire and his heart all on fire with love to God and fellow men. We gave him a very attentive hearing and when he had done preaching he called on some of the brethren to pray, waited a while and got up, prayed himself. So you may judge the situation the Baptist Chh is in. Although re- formation all around us, not only at Lebanon, but likewise at Windham at the state where factories are and also Ashford. Mother Hunt removed the 1st of last April to her grandson, Eli- sha Hunt. Was very well for her the last that we heard from her. Alvin Bennet and wife was at my house two weeks ago to- day. His wife is pretty hearty. Does all her housework. Since last March Ira Bennett's wife remains very much as she was when you left Mansfield. It has been a general time of health with us the season past. Storrs - Dimmick on the 1st Monday of April went to his nearest neighbors, but a few rods, asked for a draft of cyder, drank it, went home took a rope went to his barn, hung himself. Was found a corpse. John Salt- er, Esq. died in June. Had been unwell for some months. The the doctors could tell what ailed him. Enoch Barrow, Ger- shom Barrows' son, died in August with a fever. I must draw to a close and leave room for others to write. Your father and mother desire to be remembered to all their children and grandchildren, Orrin (Barrows) and wife and all enquiring friends if any there be. Farewell. Nathaniel W. and Mary Barrows William and Anna Bennett September the 26 Much respected friends, I now sit down to write a few lines to you. You will see by our http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cbf4a3f23903fcdadec9ca43bf5d38a8.jpg f814b53238440f1f3564b815c8f9705e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 45) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 39 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] dates that it is some time since this letter was begun, but we have delayed sending it until now, thinking that it might be possible that brother Wales and sister Mary were on the road to Connecticut, but it is got to be so late in the season, that we have given up all hopes of their coming this fall. We are enjoying a comfortable stat of health, excepting Amel- ia, our little babe. She is quite unwell with the diarrhea, something like the disentary, but not so bad. I need not tell you that she is another darling with us all. She creeps all over the house, but she is only a lent blessing to us and, O, May the Lord help us to remember it and not love her too well. William grows very fast. He is a very hearty, well child. He has been to school four months this summer and has learnt well. He says I must give his love to all his cousins in Ohio. Char- les' health is not so good as it was before he was sick, but he keeps to work all the time. Father mentioned that we have bought us a piece of land. The house is as good as this where we now live and as much room in it, if not more, and a good barn and silkhouse and mulberry trees enough for 10 or 12 pounds of silk. It was sold at vandae (?). We gave four hundred and fifty dollars. People in general say it is well worth five hundred. William and his family are well. He enjoys his health much bet- ter than he used to. I think that health is the greatest bless- ing that we can enjoy here in this life. Do write to us as soon as you receive this. I suppose that it is the case with you as it is with me since I have had a family to take care of. I have always something to keep me busy. I can't get time to write but I must hasten, for Mother will be tired of tending Amelia. Give my love to Orrin (Barrows) and his wife. Mother feels anxious to hear from Mary as she was quite unwell the last time we heard from her. When you have not wrote for a long time we always think that some of you are sick. Mother and I think and talk a deal about you all. Please to except of Charles and my love and best wishes. I want to write more but Amelia is so worrisome that I cannot. This from your sister. Theoda Crain http://66.213.124.233/files/original/84c44efd1d5d8542db8e5be22a47c874.jpg 231605a3bb162a475096b62bec50bd6c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 46) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 40 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 12 May 16, 26, 1833 Mr. Nathaniel W Barrows Orange Delaware County, Ohio Mansfield, May 16th, 1833 I once more take pen in hand to converse with absent friends. Dear children and grandchildren one and all, I will inform that we are still living, the spared monuments of God's mercy. Bless the Lord, O my soul. Therefore, father and mother are enjoying in general as comfort- state of health as can be expected for people of our age in gen- eral, although your mother was taken a few week past with weak- ness in her eyes but has got better. Death reigns amongst us yet. Edmund Freeman, Esq. died about 5 or 6 weeks past. I believe his death was in some measure caused by intemperance. Old Mrs. Hall, widow of Greshom Hall, died 2 or 3 weeks past with old age, more than 90 years old. Samuel Storrs died about 2 months ago. Had a sore on his foot which proved a mortification. Daniel Clark's wife of Chaplin was buried last Sunday, an old lady, sister to James Slate of Mansfield. She took a shaving to light her pipe, and had on cotton clothes that took fire. Burnt her so that she lived but bout 2 days. I don't know but you was acquainted. Guiles Stebbins of Ashford died 6 or 8 weeks past, caused by the sin of intemperence. And so we go one after another. God grant that we may prepared for that important change. Mr Marvin Fenton's wife was put to bed 2 or three months past. The child is dead. I saw him today. He says his folks are all well. 25th. I wish you would write me a letter and make a statement how the accounts stand between you and myself as to worldly matters. When I received the notes of you I thought I would keep an exact memorandum. Accordingly, I began but through the multiplicity of business or carelessness, the paper I cannot find. It is likely that you have kept the account and wish you to make a statement that shall answer your own mind. I recieved letter from Charles Waters dated January 20th and Feb- ruary 17th and was glad to hear from you. I expected until then http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f3172ef70ade8bbcac0902c6c94b586a.jpg bc573c2f4768ba83b355126b96b184a5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 47) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 41 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] that you and Mary would make us a visit this season, but he in- formed me that you had undertaken to build a school house. I hope you won't undertake one next year, for I shall expect to see you both in Connecticut if our lives are spared until that time. As to visiting you, it is not likely we ever shall whilst here in the body, although I sometimes mount Fancie's airy horse, to to Ohio and pay a visit to you and Mary and likewise Charles and Harriet, form an acquaintance with my son-in-law Buel and renew the acquaintance with Emelia and all your children. but, alas, when the reverie is over, I am still in old Connecticut just where I was before my mind took its flight. Perhaps the girls would wish to know something about the state of religion. Very low in old Mansfield, although we still main- tain an outward visibility. Elder Hunt remains with us yet and preaches on Sundays. Masonary and Antimasonary runs pretty high amongst us at present. Temperance societies are forming pretty generally, which makes a bustle with some people. We live in a very eventfull day. I advise myself and everybody else to be calm and wait and judge nothing before the time, for we are informed all things work together for good to those that love God. As to my mind, I realize by times I hope that I have a short time to spend here on earth at the longest and not matter how short if I am prepared for that important change of death. I had like to forget to mention the death of Elisha Hunt, a hearty robust man. Worked on Saturday, was take in the evening follow- ing with cramp convulsions, thought by some to be the collera. Died the night following. Your grandmother Hunt enjoys a very comfortable state of health, the last we heard from, say ten days past. May 29th. I received 3 letters yesterday, said to be conveyed by D. Bingham. I was glad to hear from Ohio. I have not seen the man but intend to pretty soon. Elder Bradley paid us a visit sometime the last of March. Staid with us all night. Inquired whereabouts in the state of Ohio you lived. Said he would pay you a visit. Uncle Soloman Abbe is yet living for aught I know but no better the last we heard from him. Elisha Hunt died some time in March. I had this letter wrote mostly before I heard of the arrival of Mr. Bingham and thought I would send it on and write again when he returned. Your mother's health will not ad- mit setting out such a journey at present. I am well persuad- ed although she says that she wishes she was there. We one and all send our love to our children and grandchildren, Mr. Orrin Barrows and wife, Mr, Fenton and family and enquiring friends, if any there be. Yours in the best of bonds, Farewell Nathaniel W. and Mary Barrows Wm and Anna Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/82a76205a366452c29bfa1b1c8624e72.jpg c8f3c6c599dc2c11be612db85e222372 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 48) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 42 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Sunday morning, May 26th, 1833 Dear brothers and sisters, Having an opportunity of writing a few lines in Father's letter, I now improve it. It is now past 12 years since I have seen any of your faces. Yet, having been with you in years past, I can imagine something how you look, but imaginary things are far from realities. There has been great alterations in Mansfield since you left the place. Death has mown down many of its inhabitants, yet we are still monuments of the spared mercy of God. There have been many mal- adies around about us. A great many children have had the canker or scarlet fever. The measels have been in Mansfield over a year, but we as yet have had none of these destempars (?) except Theoda and her children. Theoda had them very hard. Left her in a very low state of health last year. Sr. now recovering her usual heal- th. We were glad to recieve a few lines from Blake and Ann (Barrows).* I have not forgotten the children. We hope they will write again. We hope, too that your children will visit your native land. Do come and see your aged parents once, if no more, if it is possible. You cannot imagine how much father and mother want to see you and your children. Uncle Soloman Abbe is very sick if living. As to my own health, I am trouble yet with the catarrh, but I am able to labor most of the time. My children are very healthy which is a great blessing. Accept of my best wishes for your prosperity together with my wife. Give my best respects to Orrin Barrows and family, Mr. Fen- ton and all inquiring friends if any. Wm Bennett, Jr. *Mary Anna, b. 16 Dec., 1818. since the party left Connecticut in early fall of that year, Mary Barrows must have been far a- long in her pregnancy at the time of the long journey west. 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Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 49) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 43 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 13 September 28, November 28, 1833 Mr Nathaniel W Barrows Orange Delaware county Ohio Mansfield Connecticut Nov 28th Mansfield, Sept. 28, 1833 Ever near and dear children one and all: Having an oppertunity as I expect to send a letter to you free expense, I set down to write a few lines to inform you that Fa- ther and Mother are enjoying a comfortable state of health at present for people of our age and hopeing that these lines will find you and yours enjoying the same blessing. I recd. a letter from Charles dated August 21st and was glad to hear that you were all well. But it is so long since I rec. one from you that I can not recollect the date. He informed that he was disappointed that we not come with the Illinois men but not more so then we was that no one of you paid us a visit this fall. Charles wrote that he wished me to inform him something about the Black Laws of Connecticut. I have not got information enough yet to judge the matter but give it my opinion that the law respecting the people of colour is a limb of monarchy made by men professing themselves democrats. We visited your grandmother Hunt yesterday. She was well and quite spry for a woman of her age. Your cousin, Thomas Barrows is un- well, has done no work all summer. I fear he has got the consumpt- ion. Theda is unwell. She has a maid to do her house work. Has never been well since she had the meazles last spring. As to the produce of the earth: grass not a heavy crop. Corn some say not more than half a crop in these parts. Oats pretty heavy. Rye very good in general. Fruit a great plenty. I believe that we had apples enough for more than 200 b. of cyder if we saved them but that is impossible. Cyder worth from 45 to 50 cts B. Some people offer their apples to anyone that will pick them up and carry them off. Other offer the use of their cyder mill grat- is. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c138d50ac435888643f88c23f5aec64d.jpg f47655ea3b16db67babe8dc6dc2171e3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 50) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 44 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] But I must draw to a close and leave room for others to write. Perhaps this may be the last time that I shall ever write to any of you since death reigns yet. Elder Eiseck (Is sac?) Brown, Baptist minister at Lebanon, died about 2 weeks since with the Typhus fever, sick but a short time, I shall expect you will write as soon as you read this. Father and Mother sends their love to all their children, grandchildren, Mr. Orrin Barrows and wife, and all enquiring friend if any there be. And, O, that we may one and all so conduct the few remaining moments that we have to spend here on earth that when time with us shall be no more, we may meet in that blest world, where parting will be no more. Yours in the best of bonds, Nathaniel W. and Mary Barrows Wm. and Anna Bennett Dear Brother and Sister, Having an oppertunity of writing a few lines to you, I now set down with pen, ink and paper to converse with absent friends. As to my health, it is comfortably good although not so good health as people in general. My family are all well. I have five boys and two girls. One of the girls live with her grand- father Dunham the most of the time and Jane with mother. I think if I was in Ohio with my family, it would be much bet- ter for me, but I don't know as providence will ever open a door. My wife thinks it would be a great undertaking to go with so large a family so great a distance. I often think of the pleas- ing visit I made you twelve years ago. But since that time there has been great changes. We anticipated much of seeing some of you there this fall, but was disappointed and when we shall see each other again the Lord only knows. We got a comfortable liv- ing but have to work hard. Our children are not large enough to help much but hope if their lives are spared, they will help some. They are all healthy children. Our youngest is most three months old. We call his name Wm Henry. We have made most 30 pounds of silk. Mother was much disappoint- ed not seeing some of you this fall. They could not get ready to so long a journey in so short a time as to go with Mr. Bingham. I expect that there has been great alterations in your neighborhood since I was with you. Yet I think I can something how you are lo- cated. I do not as yet give up the idea. If our lives are spared we shall see one another faces this side of eternity, but the Lord only knows. And, dear relative, may it be our prayer that we may be reconciled to the will of Divine Providence in whatsoever sit- uation we may be pleased to have a well grounded that it shall be well with us beyond the grave. Let us not trust to uncertainties, but may we know by happy experience that we have passed from death unto life, we have been born again for such and those only can en- ter the kingdom of heaven. I think the longer I live in this vain world, the more I see the necessity of being prepared for another. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0e241b21f46ddb479d9728832cb4adbf.jpg 7da4246a6bfe3a4392258356514dcbf0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 51) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 45 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] And now, my dear friends one and all, if it should be our lot to meet again on the shores of time, may meet in that world above where parting is no more and so I must draw to a close by sub scibing myself your brother, Wm Bennett, Jr. to Nathaniel and Mary Barrows P.S. I believe that Mr. Fenton's friends are all well. Give my best repects to O. Barrows and family. November 27th, 1833 I wrote that I expected to send this letter by a private convey- ance as I was informed that a man was a going from Hampton right down to Ohio. I sent the letter there and it has lately return- ed. I shall put it into the post office. Nothing very interest- ing taken place since I wrote. Charles Crain is a keeping school in this district. Theoda health is better than it was when I wrote. I must leave writing as I have an opportunity to send it to the post office. Farewell yours till death. Wm Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/33926d612810428edaee516db5748127.jpg c3ea8f5616f95eef4f2c7a916026895f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 52) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 46 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 14 May 22, 1835 Nathaniel W. & Oren Barrows Orange Delaware Co Dear Brothers. It is with pleasure I take my pen to inform you of our health that we are all well as we generally are, likewise Brother Storrs family. Blake and Amelia are at my house. Blake is going to Agdenbugh (?) tomorrow to take the steam boat to go the Ohio and and if he should not come to you direct when he should stop he will mail these lines, with such additions as he should think proper. Lorenzo left home the 2 day of this month to go to see you and see if he could get a school. If he has got there I want he should write and let me know if I can sell a good span of horses toward land. We want Lorenzo to write particular about his health. I hope it will be for his health in going there. Asa Barrows May 22th, 1835 N. W. and Oren Barrows Lorenzo Barrows Mary 23rd. We have a good frost this morning. My corn just com- ing out of ground and it looks sorry. You may depend I have got sick wintering here in the summer. I want to see you all. Asa Barrows http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6aa5170710c09130b479ab1f795f9376.jpg 1b31ce98d5096abed3d6d9c3107527e7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 53) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 47 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 15 June 24, 25, 1836 Wm Mary Barrows Orange Delaware County Ohio Mansfield, June 24, 1836 We received a letter from Ohio dated February 21st 1836 which informed us of the death of one who was near and dear to us but nearer to you. We feel to mourn and sympathise with you but know not as yet what it is to part with a near and dear loving companion. How soon we may experience such a trial, God only knows. But in all our afflictions we have a Father to go to that meets out all the dispensations of His providence and grace in infinite mercy and wisdom to all his creatures. And O, that you, my dear child, may have grace given you to acquiesce in all the troubles and trials that you are called to pass through in this wilderness world, realizing this is not our abiding home. We, while here, have to experience the truth of what our blessed Lord and Savior left as legacy to all his followers where He says: "In the world you shall have tribulation, but be of good comfort I have overcome the world," And my prayer is that you may be enabled to kiss the rod and bless Him that hath appointed it. We short sighted creatures cannot comprehend one of a thousands of the dispensations of God to the children of men, but let it suffice us to be enabled to be able to apprehend that for which we are apprehended of in Christ Jesus. I have wrote that which was uppermost in my mind first, but will inform you that your father and mother are still living and en- joying a comfortable state of health at present for people of our age, although your mother is a good deal run down as to bod- ily health, but yet is able to do our house work as yet. Wm's oldest girl is quite unwell and has been so for some time taken with a slow fever. The doctor has pretty much broke that but still she remains in a feeble state. The rest of Wm's folk are well and also Charlies. Liet. James Slate is dead. He died I believe some time in the month of April last. Pretty much with old age. He was about 85 years old and so one goes after anoth- er. Whose turn it will be to called next we don't know and it http://66.213.124.233/files/original/323b47b0abcf7f1f570508fc839ae0d6.jpg a48bcc8f23ca168187a4ca8869c5a1e8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 54) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 48 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] is no matter if we are prepared. I have got to be almost the oldest man that attends our meeting and some hard of hearing. But I thank God I can yet hear the preaching when the Gospel in sounds in the likeness of the Apostles' preaching with the Holy Ghost sent down from Heaven. Other kind of preaching does but little good in our world in my opinion. I well remember the place where Wales and I gave each other the parting hand. We could neither of us speak, although we enter- tained hopes that we should see one another in this world. But, alas; the wise ruler of the universe has ordered it other wise and now let us look away from time things and by a hand of faith take hold of the glorious promises that we find recorded in the volumes of our Blessed Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. There we are informed that all things work together for good to those that love God and likewise those afflictions which are but for a moment (when compared with eternity) worketh not for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, while we look not at the things which are seen which are temporal, but at the things which are not seen, which are eternal. You can plead precious promises that you could not when your companion was alive. For He hath said that He would be a God to the widow and fatherless. David says in Psalm 68 and 5 verse, a father of the the fatherless and a judge of the widow is God. David has also informed us He relieveth the fatherless and widow. You are not brought as yet into so trying circumstances as Job was and he says: "Though He slay me, yet I will trust in Him." I need not mention no more; the Bible is full of precious promises to those that love God Mother sends her love to you in particular and says that she thinks a great deal about you in lonesome situation. You write that you wish Father and Mother was with you in Ohio. We wish the same, but it is not very likely we ever shall be for we have arrived to that age that the lighting down of the grass- hopper has become a burden to what it was once. But we wish you to pay us a visit if God in His providence should open the door. If you ever expect to see us again in the land of the living. And now Father and Mother send their love to all their children and grandchildren, Mr. Orrin Barrows and wife and other enquiring friends, if any there be. And so we recommend you child, to God - who can supply all our wants as he sees best out of His fullness. We still remain your loving parents until death. W. Mary Barrows Wm and Anna Bennett We wish you to write soon. I believe that Mr. Fenton's folks are well. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b883046afa5437c05b336c612f3b4abe.jpg a834e46d484ade9a426ffc3aef79bc4b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 55) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 49 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] June 25th Kind Sir, As I received a letter from you as you will perceive on the first page of this and as I had nothing more in particular to write to Mary, I will write a few lines to you. We have had a very hard, cold winter, a backward spring, very dry the most of the month of May. Wind 1st days northeast at one time but no rain. Our corn came up very poorly in general. Had to to plant the most of it the second time. But within a few days past a plenty of rain. Wind northeast again and very cold for the time of year. I tell you the prospects of we farmers looks very dubious at present. Corn and rye is selling at 1.23 per bushel, oats from 55 cts. to 60. Our crops of rye and grass on the ground not very promising but all this is of a worldly nature. As to the Baptist Chh here, you have described very correctly in your letter. Elder Wm Bowen, an Englishman 38 years of age, has a wife but no children, has agreed to preach with us one year from the 1st of last April. He preaching strict Calvin- istic doctrine (but not rigid). He appears to be much engaged in the preaching of the Gospel and I hope that the Lord will assist him and if He does, we shall have a reformation among us and not without. I believe that there is hireling clergymen. But please to cast your eye upon the apostle in Philippians 1st chapter from 15 to 19th verses. I believe that the enemy is a comeing in like a flood, but we informed that the spir- it of the Lord shall lift up a standard against Him. As to my own mind, rather cold and stupid, but I trust the Lord opened to my view the plan of salvation by Jesus Christ (56 years last December). It attracted all the powers and faculties of soul and I have not been much shaken in principle since. Dear sir, I wish you to pay us a visit and bring Harriot, Mary, Emelia and her companion and I believe that will pay the most if not all that you owe me. The widow Irena King is dead, James King's widow. It is a very shakeing time. It appears that everything right and wrong is bought forward at this day, all which points out to me that we are bordering on the latter day glory when the lion and the lamb shall lie down together, when the light of the morn shall become as the light of the sun and the light of the sun seven-fold. Let you and I be co-workers together with God and we shall get the blessing. And now I desire to recommend myself with all my children and grandchildren and the whole Zion of God and all the world of mankind into the hands of Him who will do right by all His creatures. And so I remain your unworthy Father until death. Farewell. Please to write again as soon as you receive this. Charles Waters William Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3ec692a36a34cf054f16422c67960e99.jpg 1ab7d814816d2a59460602c24823f40d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 56) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 50 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 16 August 16, 1837 Widow Mary Barrows Orange Delaware County Ohio Mansfield, August 16th, 1837 Dear Children, one and all: I once more sit down with pleasure and take my pen in hand to con- verse with absent friends who are as dear and near to me as when I last saw your faces. Your father and mother are yet living on these mortal shores and enjoying a comfortable state of health for people of our age, thanks to Almighty God. Therefor, although we are in some measure sensible that we are drawing towards the close of life, When and where is not so much matters as it is to be prepared therefor. Your friends are all well for aught I know, except Jane, William's oldest daughter, who is very sick, has not been well for nearly a year, but was able to be about until sometime last winter. Was taken down and confined to the house and for some months past to the bed and now all the while except some one holds her in their arms while another makes the bed. Doctor Brigham attends upon her every day and we have had another doctor to consult with him three of four times. Wm has so large a family that it was thought best to remove her to our house. Accordingly, Doctor B. took her in his arms and brought to her grandpa's by her request, in order to have her more remote from noise. How long she will continue is uncertain with us, but perfectly known to God. Be we gained a comfortable hope some weeks past that it will well with her af- ter her spirit leaves the body. Her disorder is what the doctors call "Dispepsia vis a Disorder in the stomach", said by some the poorest person in flesh that they ever saw. It comes pretty hard upon her grandparents. She was born in our house and always has eat and drank with us just when she pleased. She set a great deal by grandmaw and grandmaw by her. Grandmaw laid very great depend- ence upon her in her old age. When her grandmaw said anything a- bout going to Ohio (year past), Jane said she intended to go if grandmaw did go to see you. I could tell you a great deal more about it than I can write but I will leave the subject with Jane in the hands of Him who does all things right. Pray . . . (Illegible) . . . . thereto. I received a letter from Charles dated July 7th and was glad to http://66.213.124.233/files/original/739cbd65ad5ab5491803596a07846bcd.jpg 46bdded696c2aae1463cd4bff14dfaf0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 57) Subject The topic of the resource [corresponds to page 51 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Hear that you were all well. You tell Charles that he need not give himself no uneasiness about the note. I should never have mentioned it, but he had wrote to me about it in the first place. As to religion, a very low time with all denominations among us at the present. Elder Wm Bowen, the Englishman who has been preaching with us nearly two years past, asked the chh and soci- ety to dismiss him. Accordingly, they did and he has left us. We have no stated preaching among us at present, but have wrote on to a man to make us a visit and preach with us if he and we like. We hold meetings on Sundays and brethren improve their gifts. You perhaps feel something of the pressure of the times in Ohio as well as we do in Connecticut, but I expect that provisions are more plenty and cheaper than they are here. Flour from 10 dollars to 12 dollars per barrel, corn, 1.50, rye 1.50, oats 55cts. Crops of rye have come in rather light. Corn not very promising for the season. Hay comes in very heavy. We have had a very cold spring and summer so far. It has been no weather to get our hay for about two weeks. People amongst us have not more than half done haying, but we must conclude that the weath- er is perfectly right because it is ordered by infinite wisdom, which cannot err. And it is our happiness to be reconciled there- to. I understand that you have enough of this world to make you com- fortable, but that don't make up for the loss of near and dear friends. But I must draw to a close and leave room for others to write. Perhaps you wish to know how Father and Mother gets along. You may judge from what is written that we have some trials and afflictions, but I hope the Lord will deliver us out of them all in His own due time. I wish some of you to write soon. We are always glad to receive a letter from Ohio. Father and Mother sends their love to all their children and grandchildren, Mr. Orrin Barrows and wife and all enquiring friends, if any there be. Therefore, I shall direct the let- ter to you. Farewell, perhaps for the last time. W. Mary Barrows Wm and Anna Bennett Mansfield, August 16, 1837 Beloved Sisters: I once more take my pen to write a few lines to you but my mind is so full of care and anxiety that I hardly know what to write. Our family are all well at present and that is a great blessing and I sometimes think that I know how to prize it. Charles is at home now. He was unwell and come home the 10th of http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ba2c2475ccd7d171c9c6e1318a1852ad.jpg ee39aa2032bd094669d114e978bfb512 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 58) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 52 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] July. He is to work for Father and Wm, he thinks about buying a piece of land, but has not made up his mind yet. Mother Crain has been quite unwell for a few weeks past, but is some better. She is inclining to the Dropsy and that is a complaint that is not very easily cured. Dear sisters, I never have thought more of you nor felt more an- xious to see you than I have for a few months past. Mother and I have talked about you a great many hours. Mother says I must tell Amelia that Jane is in the same room where she lay so long, and if her life is spared, it will be a great while before she can gain so as to feel better. I think she needs the most peculiar care of any sick person that I ever see. She takes none for food, the juice of fresh meat three or four teaspoonsfulls once in two hours. I broil it on the gridiron and then squeeze out the juice, but one thing don't answer but a few days before it gets to be an old sto- ry and don't do any good and then we have to try something else, and it is just so with her medicine, but if the Lord sees fit He is certainly able to restore her to health and strength again, but it is not in the power of man to do it. August 17th: Have been thinking some about taking a ride in a steamboat to New York this fall. I think it would be for my heal- th, but I don's know as it will be possible for me to leave home. If I should, when I get there I should want to keep on a few hun- dred miles further. I do not give up the idea but what I shall visit you yet, but when I cannot tell. Charles remembers his love to you all and says he should be glad to see you. Please to re- member me to Orrin B. and his wife. Tell her I have not forgotten her and likewise to all of your children. How glad I should be to see them. I do wish that you would be a little more particular a- bout writing oftener. We are always glad to hear from you. I am in great haste and must draw to a close, this from your sister. Theoda Crane I believe that Mr. Fenton's family are all well. Dr. Norman Brigham, popular Mansfield doctor mentioned on page 47. He lived at Mansfield Depot. [photo: Dr. Norman Brigham] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/98204cf1b1fb2d6f1075c8ab9902ec88.jpg 4f12196e982bfadb00122e12c953ab24 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 59) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 53 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 17 November 11, 1838 Mrs Mary Barrows Berlin Township Union Rd Delaware Ohio Mansfield - Nov. 11th 1838 Dear Sisters, It is with pleasure I now sit down to converse with you by pen and ink as this is the only way of communication, but it is so long since I have used a pen that I barely know how to hold it. As to my health, it is quite good at present and the rest of the family are well, which I think is a great blessing. Father once more enjoys comfortable health so that he rides about andgoes to meeting, but he has been quite sick the most part of time since last April. Three times we have expected that he would soon leave us. In the first place he was taken with the bil- ious fever and for a number of days his symptoms were very bad. I staid with him until his fever left him and he began to feel better. And then he had sores on his bowels, the worst kind that I ever saw. The doctor called them ant bed sores. They would come full of little holes and then work into one. It was a great deal of work to take care of him day and night. One time in particular his sore was struck with mortification. The doctor though that he could not live forty eight hours. Mother felt very bad and we all did, but his time had not yet come. They could not be willing to have me leave them and I hir- ed a girl to take care of my family and staid with them untill he got better and was able to ride out. And then he was taken with the dysentary or camp (?) distemper, which brought him very low again and then I staid with him some time and took care of him. Mother's health is not very good but she works hard and she has had a very trying scene to pass through. But for the most part of the time she has kept up good courage. How many times I have thought the season past that if I only one sister left in Mansfield that could go home and see Father and Mother. I would take a great care off my mind and I almost http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ee6b162ffde29e0bab244b90d6a8bdd6.jpg 7cc05d37c96ae0ce6a8bb65701282d04 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 60) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 54 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] had faith to believe that you would some of you come home this fall. I think that if you felt as anxious to see your parents as they do to see you, that you would try hard to come. Father received a letter from you, dated August 17. We were very glad to hear from you all and to hear that you were all enjoying a comfortable state of health. I expect that Father wrote to you that we have bought a farm. It is good land and we like very well. It is quite near enough to the meeting house. But I feel as though it was a great privilege to live near meeting. Our children go every Sunday. We have raised one hundred bushels of corn this season and two hundred of potatoes. Every kind of produce is very high. We sold twenty weight of butter the other day for 25 cents a pound. The cold weather has come on very early this fall. It has been very cold the most of the time. Three weeks past we have had some snow and a great deal of rain. Apples are very plenty and a great many have froze under the trees. We have so far been blessed with comforts of life but we have to work hard. It has made it very hard for me leaving my family and going home much the season past. You all know by experi- ence that where there is sick folks there is a great deal of hard work besides the care of the sick. But my strength has been equal to my day and I feel thankful that the situation of my family has been such that I could leave them and go home a few days at a time and try to comfort my parents in there old age. Father and Moth- er are growing old very fast and to all appearance they cannot stay here but a little while longer and I feel as though I wanted to do my duty. whether they outlive me or not, our lives are all uncertain. We have no promise of tomorrow and we know not what a day will bring forth. And my desire has been for a few years past, O Lord, teach me what is right and give me a disposition to do it. O, my dear sister, I cannot tell you my feelings with this poor pen and ink. I want to see you and converse with you face to face. Father says he should be glad to receive a letter from brother Charles (Waters). He has not wrote for a long time. We should be glad to hear from him again. Charles (Crain) and his father have bought together. Father owns one third of the place. We both live in one house, but in separate families. Mother Crain does not enjoy good health, but she has two girls at home with her yet, Abby and Morilla (Crain). Maryan was married last spring to Enoch Freeman. They live with his father. It is a general time of health in this place. I hope you will not feel over anxious about Father and Mother. They have all the com- forts of this life but Mother's work is quite too hard for her. I think they need someone of their children to live in the house with them. They would enjoy themselves better than they would to leave their home and go live with their children. William is willing to do all he can for them but he has a great family and he has always enjoyed poor health. They are as well as usual. His oldest boy http://66.213.124.233/files/original/af143bf6ad88436c626ce09aaa1c7e8d.jpg 5f9dfedf56dc3de4bad375ab4b11177d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 61) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 55 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] does not enjoy good health. He has had a cough and pain in his side the most of the time for a year past but he is about all the time and we are in hopes he will outgrow it. Harriet's mother met with an accident last June. She came down to William's (Bennett, Jr.) on a visit and a going home her horse became unmanageable and flung her out of the wagon and broke her thigh. She has not walked a step since. I believe the last time I wrote to you I gave you some encourage- ment of making you a visit, but our bying this place has brought a debt and I don't see but we shall have to bone down to hard work untill we get it paid for. It is called as good land as any their is in Mansfield and I think if we are well we we shall make out to pay for it in time. I find the best way is that in whatsoever sit- uation I am in there with to be content. But my sheet is about full and I must think drawing to a close. Please remember my love to all our friends and Charles (Crain) says the same. Do some of you write as soon as you receive this. We always look for a letter a great while before we receive one and I suppose you do the same. We always feel anxious to hear from you. I have thought a great deal about Emelia's daughter that has been sick so much and should be glad to hear from her. I always forget which I wrote to last, but when I write to one, I mean it for all three of you. Mother Crain remembers her love to you all. Don't borrow no trouble about Father and Mother. When they are well they appear to enjoy themselves well and if they are sick we shall do all we can for them. This from your affectionate sister, Theoda Crain http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c6ff34178bccf5bfbc387eb37b4f7921.jpg f752fd097f7d799b204bc6123865fd56 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 62) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 56 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 18 January 31, 1839 Note: the first page of this letter is missing. The second page picks up as follows: ....but she now eats and drinks and sleeps and has gained a little strength, but I mus leave this subject or I shall fill my paper with it. We have had a very open winter so far, a great deal of rain and but little snow. Produce is very low of all kinds. We milked eight cows last summer, but after I was taken sick, I thought it would be too much for Amelia (Crain) to do the work and make the cheese so we gave our milk to the hogs. My girls are a great help to me. Amelia is larger than I am. she does most of the washing. Her health is good, but she has to work very hard when I am sick and that has been the most of the time for a year past. As to religion, it is a very low time. With us, we keep up the form. The society is a going to build a new meeting house next spring - - - Brother William and his family are well. We should be very glad to see you. Mother says tell Emelia she must try to come and see her once more. I wish you would. I think sometimes if only I could see Emelia (Buell) and Mary (Barrows) and talk with them, it would do me a great deal of good. I t is hard work for me to write, my eyes are very weak. Do write soon, we are anxious to hear from you. Charles (Crain) says that I must give his best respects to you all and tell you he should be glad to see you here. Mother and the children send their love to you all. I should be glad to write more, but I am very tired. I must draw to a close. This from your affet. sister, To E.B. and M. B. Theoda Crain Mary Barrows Orange Delaware County Ohio [illegible] PO http://66.213.124.233/files/original/198ab64a2089758275b2756da81b5030.jpg 7caa33ab219dce7d72ad251832bd67e1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 63) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 57 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 19 May 29 Mansfield Center To Orvil Barrow Orange Township Delaware County, Ohio May 29, 1839 Unison Post Office Dear Brother, I for the first time take pen in hand in inform you and the rest of the friends that we arrived in Mansfield on Tuesday the 28 day of May, after a pleasant journey of twenty two days. We had pleas- ant weather for traveling . We had two days that it rained part of each day but not so as to keep us from traveling. It was very cool except for three or four days. Mother and I enjoyed good health all the time with the exception of having the hipo (?) a verry little. I found it more expensive traveling than I had expected. My fees for gates and ferry's was seven dollars and twelve cents. We feel very anxious to hear from you to know if all are well. We found all the friends well that we have seen. Please inform Mr. Fenton that Daniel Reed's wife died about two weeks ago. I believe Mrs. Reed was Mr Fenton's sister. It may be that he will hear of her death before you receive this. The horse looks well at this time. He had two spells of being quite lame, of about two days each in the course of our journey. The least that I went either day was 25 miles and the most was for- ty miles, but on an average we went about thirty two miles a day. Mother says she has not forgot you and if providence permit we shall be back in a few weeks. We shall start back in three or four weeks. I think I shall come back by the lake and go and see Aunt Betsy.** the National Pike was very hard for the horse. We arrived at grand- father Bennets on Tuesday morning about 7 o'clock. They did not know who we were and after they found out who we were, they could hardly believe it. People are preparing for planting potatoes. The corn has come up. The land looks very gloomy and barren to me. I did not go through New York as I expected when I left home. I found it was more expensive traveling through that way and I went to Newburg, and from thence to Hartford. I thought when I left home that I should be contented to stay five or six weeks, but I feel now as if I was ready to start back at any time when Mother is ready. * Augusta Read or Read ** Mrs. Elizabeth Dean, lived in New York state. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fb1cfe8bd0bf8e26dde98cfa10bac9e5.jpg 1d7aedc878db567ffb17f3533b0de2bc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 64) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 58 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] I should like to know how the crops look with you. I saw some fine looking fields of grain in Pennsylvania and some that did not look very well. Oats on the east side of the mountains was worth one dollar per bushel. We did not see any person that we knew from the time that we left Newark till we got here, neither did we have any company on the road. We met a great number of movers going to the west who came from most all parts of the eastern states. Horses bring a great price in Penn. and New Jersey. I think Uncle Orrin's colts would bring three hundred dollars in the city of New York if they were fitted for market. I saw a span of bay horses in New Jersey that was about such horses as Daniel Nettleton's, except they were fitted for market and they told me that they would fetch four hundred and fifty dollars in Philadelphia. Oxen are worth four hundred and fifty dollars in Philadelphia. Oxen are worth from $100 to $150 per yoke, cows from 30 to 50 dollars per head. Alfred Bennett is to preach at the meeting house on Friday. Con- necticut, what I have seen of it, does not look as rough and bar- ron as I expected, but I should not think that I could get a liv- ing here by farming. While we were traveling we generally found very good taverns with the exception of two or three. You need not look for us until you see us coming. I do not think of any thing more to write that would be worth reading. Therefore, I shall draw to a close by wishing you all health and prosperity. Orvil Barrows Blake W. Barrows - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - May 29th, 1839 Dear Children and Grandchildren, one and all: As Blake invites me to write some in a letter, I will embrace the opportunity, although I have nothing special to write. Our Ohio friends arrived on Tuesday morning quite unexpected, although a happy meeting on our part and we believe so on theirs. Found us all enjoying a state of health. Your father and mother, grand- father and grandmaw, have got to be old folks, but you cannot form the idea of the feeling of a parent to receive a child that they had not seen for 20 years, not never will until you experience it. We have been young and now are old, but still have our reason. Still think we know what is best for youth, middle age, and old age. And we invite you one and all to attend to the admonition of this wise man, viz, fear God and keep His commandments, for that is the du- ty of all rational beings. Since we are all traveling swiftly through time into a boundless and never end eternity, it stands each of us in hand to be prepared to exchange worlds. Your friends are all well as usual for ought we know. As I state in the beginning, I had nothing material to write. We send our love to one and all, wishing you wealth, health, and a prosperity in this world and in the next life ever lasting. So we remain your well wishers until death. Wm and Anna Bennett http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a72de60824a0e42655f61ddc6e110949.jpg 56fd12b7483d49066165775cfe3bf41f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 65) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 59 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] 1839 Trip to Connecticut [image of map] The above map is a composite that shows the likely routes Blake Barrows and his Mother would have traveled on their round trip from Orange township, Delaware County, OH., part over the National Road, to Mansfield Center, Connecticut and back via the lake route. A Tour to New Connecticut in 1811: the Narrative of Henry Leavitt Ellsworth, edited by Phillip R. Shiver, 1985 has a map inside the covers that shows the stops made on a similiar round trip in 1811 from Connecticut to Cleveland and back. For the stops made in Ohio I used Woodruff's "Travellers Guide Through Ohio", 1835. When the Barrows reached Pennsylvania they probably left the National Road and went north to Pittsburgh as the National Road dips south into Maryland and heads for Baltimore and Washington D. C. ________________________________________________________ The Delaware Genealogist Spring 1989 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/84e88e5ccc77953e6521de191d897a01.jpg 956d550876d7347ab989c9551665e4f0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 66) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 60 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 20 August 19, 20, 1839 Mansfield Center Aug 22 and 25 Blake W Barrows Orange Delaware County Ohio Mansfield, August 19th 1839 Dear Children and Grandchildren, I once more sit down with pleasure to answer your request in your letter that I received in the fore part of this month, dated July 12th 1839. You requested me to write soon. I send the same re- quest back again, hopeing that you will comply with it. Your father and mother are living, our health much as it was when you was here. Only bordering towards the grave. You informed us that you had a safe journey home and found your family all well which caused you reason of thankfulness. Some go from home and never return and some when they return find one or more of their family gone the way of all the earth. We shall ever remember your kindness in paying so much attention to your aged parents as to make then a visit while on these mortal shores. I have no particular news to write as I recollect at present. The old widow Slate died since you was here. She had the jaundice, aged 79. Isaac Arnold's wife was struck with the numbpalsey. She had two shocks on Saturday the 17 instant. She was buried. Mr. Res- cum Coggeshall is very sick , doubtful whether he ever recovers. I believe he has got the consumption. I don't recollect of any other acquaintances that are sick or dead. A general time of health a- mong us at present. You wrote that you should esteem it a privilege if you lived where you could visit us often. I believe that the privilege would be as great to us as it would to you. But since providence has ordered it otherwise, it is our happiness to be reconciled thereto, but in a short time I hope to meet you all where parting will be no more, where we shall be enabled to sing the song Free Grace, saying "Worthy is the Lamb that has redeemed us by His blood and has made us kings and priests to the most high God and we shall reign with Him forever and ever." But there is no promise short of those that endure to the end. Those that do believe will receive a hearty wel- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a53450cced0ee94132c3cfe89fbdc715.jpg 7814a3edf477e74e7f722cfb1ac33a5b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 67) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 61 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] come and will be admitted to mansions that Jesus has prepared for them. Farewell. Wd. Mary Barrows W. and Anna Bennett - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - August 20 Dear Friends: I received a few lines from you and was very glad to hear of your safe arrival and that your health and your mother's was improving by reason of your journey and since we had a very agreeable opper- tunity on my part of forming acquaintance. I have thought of you a great deal since you left Mansfield. And, kind sir, I don't wish to hurt your feelings in the least, but a word of advice can hurt none if it be taken kindly. Old men for council and young men for war. I have been young, but now I am old. When I see young men seting out in the world, I have my fears that the en- emy of all righteousness will entice them to leave wisdom's ways, whose ways are ways of plesantness and all her paths are peace. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom and to depart from iniquity is understanding. And now, dear friend, I advise you to take the Holy Bible for a rule of conduct through life. Jesus Christ says, "Search the Scriptures, for in them ye think ye have eternal Life and they are them which testify of me.". I well re- member that I for one searched them to find some place that would give me some liberty to indulge myself in a little carnal mirth untill I come to the 8th chapter Ecclesiasticus where the wise man appears to give some liberty where he say, "Rejoice, O young man in thy youth and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth and walk in the ways of thine heart and insight of thine eyes, but know thou for all these things God will bring thee into judgment." There is a judgment day a comeing when we shall all need be clothed with that robe of righteousness that Jesus Christ has wrought out. the poet beautifully gives the idea: "And least the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found He took the robe the Savior wrought and cast it all around". You informed us that your crops of grain look promising of which I was glad to hear. Our rye and oats come in very good. Corn was promising a crop until last week. We had a very high wind with rain that leand our corn down. What the event will be I cannot tell as yet. Our crops of hay comes in rather light. We have not done haying as yet, grass was late. People in general waited for it to grow before they began to cut it. Give my respects to your Uncle Orrin Barrows and inform him that I have been to see Mr. Phillip Barrows, administrator on the es- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/893426e9b1f5de8ce8e4796ec04ecbcd.jpg dc2486ae03e147c42e0642cbe2986f50 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 68) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 62 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] tate of Elizabeth Barrows deceased and there is about $30 due to his father's heirs, $20 in cash and $10 in moveables and he is willing to pay it over to anyone that can give him a safe discharge for the same. It draws no interest where it is. And now, dear friend, write me again and inform me that you take the advice I have given in good part, for I assure you, it was well meant. Good by. Blake W. Barrows Wm and Anna Bennett - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - -- - -- - - - - -- -- - -- Amelia, I have room to write a few lines more and I will direct them to you to let you know that we have not forgotten you in our old age. We have to be old folks but we are yet blest with our reason which we esteem a very great blessing. We are still blest with all this world, can afford as to victuals and drink and clothing. But when we look forward if we should live to the time that we should not be capable of taking care of ourselves, I don't know what will become of us. But we don't mean to borrow any trouble. Theoda has a sprightly girl 4 or 5 months old. She calls her name Anna, and if she live longer than grandmother, she is to have her beads. Amelia, you don't know how we want to see you. If it was possible we should like to have a visit from you and Mr. (Jeremiah) Buel. But if it is otherwise determined in providence we wish you to write and inform us how you get along. As to spirituals and temporals, I understand by many that you had the comforts of life. If that is the case, it is all you can have in this world. Old Agun's (?) prayer was perfectly right: "give me neither poverty of riches". You have had a great deal of sick- ness since you left Mansfield, as well as before and we are inform- ed that all things work together for good to those that love God and those that are called according to His purpose. And the poet informs us: our trials and our troubles here will only make us richer there when we arrive at home. Tell Charles and Harriet that I have no room to write to them but if they will write me a letter, I will endeavor to answer it when you write, inform how you get along and to spirituals and tempor- als. And now I must close my lettr, wishing you one and all health and happiness in this life and in the comeing world life everlasting. Father and Mother, Wm and Harriet remember their love to you one and all, not forgetting Mr. Orrin Barrows and wife. Charles and Theoda send their love, Wm and Anna Bennett I saw Uncle Soloman Abbe about three weeks since. He is almost run down , 96 yrs, old yet goes about with a staff. It was loud preach- ing to me. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c79f7da35ac34d5739fae17a5ce1fcae.jpg f212388a7926ddbfec3e237c601432cc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 69) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 63 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 21 Mansfield, Dec 8, 1839 Mansfield Cental Ct December 12 W Mary Barrows Orange Delaware O. Ohio Dear Brothers and Sisters: Father Bennet received a letter from Amelia, informing us of the death of our sister Harriet, which was very heavy news to us all, especially to Father and Mother and we realize it must be a trying scene to her remaining sisters. But alas, we are not exempt from sickness and death. Our father W. Bennet is no more, he died Nov. 12 half past seven o'clock a.m. He was taken ill about the first of Sept. Not so but that he rode out several times, went to meeting the first Sunday in Sept. His appetite seem to fail him and he was sick to his stomach so as to vomit. This seem to fol- low and increase day and night, until one week before he died it ceased. He was in no great pain. He was able to walk from the bed to the fire untill ten days before he died. Lucas Fenton took care with Wm's assistance and Mother's. Theoda and I were over as often as we could be. The rest of our friends are all well as us- ual. As to religion, it is peace and love with us here in Mansfield. As to my situation where I lived when Mary and Blake was here, I have sold and bought where W. Barrows used to live. And as Mother Ben- net was left alone we thought it best to move in this fall with Mother Bennet. We moved Nov. 21. My stock and hay I shall not move till April. Father Crain takes care of them. Tell Blake about 75 bushels of corn, not a very heavy crop of potatoes, rye and oats were very good. As to the Multicaulas trees that were on my land when Blake was at Mansfield, were sold in the summer for $26 1/4 a hundred, which fell and decreased in value as low as $5 to $6 per hundred trees. The men who purchased the trees were loth to take them. Money is very hard to be had. No banks will discount. Stock is not so high as last spring. Grain is not so high. Corn and rye one dollar for bu. Oats 43 cts - per bu. Beef $6 to 7 dollars per hundred, pork the same. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ca49cfe2c2fb182d1e55927737c3e6ea.jpg d845037c5363996ddac17ccfea418e27 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 70) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 64 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] I make this apology for not writing before, I have been moving. Thanksgiving and other business has taken up so much time. Res- com Coggshall died Oct. 14. Needham Slate's mother died last sum- mer. Marvin Fenton's family are all well and I must draw to a close and leave room for Theoda to write and subscribe myself your friend. To Mary Barrows Charles Crain - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Dear Brothers and Sisters: I take my pen to write a few lines to you. Charles has informed you of the death of our beloved father. He has gone to be here no more. His seat is empty, and we miss his company very much, but we have one consolation. We believe that our loss is his gain. When he heard of sister Harriet's death, he said that the judge of all the earth did perfectly right, he should soon follow her. There never was a murmering word escaped his lips through all his sickness. Everything we did for him was right. He would sometimes say that clouds and darkness hung over his mind, but he said that in the darkest time he could see one bright spot and that was Jesus Christ. It was very distressing to see him for a number of weeks before he died. He puked almost all the time, day and night. The doctor thought that the passage between his stom- ach and bowels was closing up. The friday before he died had a very distrest day, but toward night he got more easy and rested well through the night. He got more easy and rested well through the night saturday I went home. I told them if there was an alter- ation to let me know it. He continued much the same until monday. He began to grow very restless and distrest. They sent for us. We immediately, but when we got there, he appeared to know us but could not speak nor swallow. He continued in great distress untill about two hours before he died. He folded his hands on his breast and never mover them again. His breath grew shorter untill he had done breathing. Mr. Bromley preached his funeral sermon from there words: "By faith Jacob when he was dying, blessed both the sons of Joseph and wor- shiped, leaning upon the top of his staff." Mother has bourne up under her trouble beyond all of our expectation. She staid by Fath- er day and night and every time that he was a little more comfort- able she would take new courage, so great was her anxiety to have him get well. She felt as though she could not give him up. She says that Charles and Mary know her feelings, they have passed through the same trying scene. Yes, Brother Charles, we often think of you. It is very seldom that I take my babe into my arms to nurse it without thinking of your little motherless infant. I think that you have been called to drink deep of the cup of affliction. You have a great family of little ones around you that need a mother's care, but we think that our Heavenly Father does all things right. Tell Morilla (Waters) she must try to be a mother to the http://66.213.124.233/files/original/66fdf8ab93a7d5dc7ba2cb22ae87f7de.jpg 9d3e5f679e6fb2302daa14dcfe6cd8f9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 71) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 65 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] younger children and I think Emelia and Mary will try to assist by all they can. When our friends are dead and buried we can do no more for them, but it is our duty to try to take care of the living. Mother's health is not very good - she just overdone taking care of father and trouble of mind and altogether has been quite too hard for her. But we shall try to do all we can to make her life easy and comfortable. She eats with us. I think we shall live together. If she don't feel willing to leave her house and move with us in the spring we shall hire out our place and stay with her. There is a great deal to be done here this winter and Moth- er felt as though she wanted someone to take the care off her mind. Father left a will. In the first place he gave all his stock of cattle and house hold furniture to Mother, the rest of his estate, both real and personal, was to be equally divided be- tween Mother and William, and he appointed William executor on his will. Everything has got to be appraised. My sheet is almost full and I must draw to a close. I must ac- knowledge that we have done wrong in not writing to you before, but every moment of my time has been taken up. Mother, Br. Will- iam and S. Harriet remember their love to you all. Little Anna has been cutting teeth but she is well now. This from your un- worthy sister. Theoda Crain http://66.213.124.233/files/original/15e982ab5042d612170d497cfa0bb6b0.jpg 50e20cecac83fe82c61a1c990e56fbf9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 72) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 66 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 22 February 6, 18, 21, 1842 W. Mary Barrows Town of Orange Berlin Post Office Delaware Town Ohio Mansfield, February 6th 1842 Dear Sister: I once more take pen in hand to converse with absent friends. We are all enjoying usual health at present. Br. William received a letter from you last fall, and I have been waiting for him to answer it. But thinking that you will feel anxious to hear from us, I thought it not best to wait any longer. As for news, I must write that first that I think the most about. The Lord in great mercy has visited His people in this in this place, sometime during the early part of October. As there were indications that the Lord was about to appear among us, a series of evening meetings were commenced, which have continued with few interruptions until the present time. A spirit of penitence, con- fession and prayer have been in happy exercise. But what has characterized the revival has been deep and anxious solicitude for the salvation of souls. The members of the church - instead of looking for some great instrumentality to be employed for the pro- motion of a revival, felt their individual responsibility and fer- vently implored the blessing of God upon the ordinary means of grace, prayer, the Word of God. Visiting and personal conversati- ion were the direct means of carrying on the work . It was a time of God's power, all ages and all classes. From the child to the man of sixty years have shared in the rich blessing among whom are many heads of families. And quite a number of young men, about sixty, have expressed hope in Christ. Some are still inquiring what they shall do to be saved. Br. Bromley's health failed him for a few weeks, but he is now able to preach. Twenty five have followed their Savior down the banks of Jordan. William is one of the number and Mary Bennet. A number more are still waiting. We had no whirlwind or earthquake in our meetings, but the still small voice has been whispering in the ear of the sinner to re- pent of their sins and turn to the Lord. Often we have seen child- ren arise and request the prayers of Christians for their parents http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4b161bb41ca8d826096d60a30b1e2862.jpg d0ae9041cde4725c4f91f5407f4b62af Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 73) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 67 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] and parents for their children, husbands for their wifes, and wives for their husbands. In some meetings the time has been mostly spent in prayer and thanks be to God He does hear and answer prayer. Prayer was appointed to convey the blessings God designs to give. Long as they live should Christians pray, for only while they pray they live. I have a comfortable hope for Amelia. She feels to re- joice in a Savior's love. O, the goodness of God to me, a poor sinful worm of the dust. His tender mercies have been over me all my past life. Charles has enjoyed his mind well. For weeks he spent the most of his time in going from house to house and conversing with those that were weighed down under a sense of their sins and those who are rejoicing in God their Savior. It has truly been a Pentecost season to our souls. I suppose you would like to know something about our temporal concerns, but I hardly know what to tell you. I believe our crops come in about as usual last fall. We have had a very warm wet winter, no sleighing. Sometimes the ground breaks in and makes it very bad traveling. Hard times for people who are in debt. We cannot sell anything. Money is very scarce, but the Lord reigns. Let the earth rejoice and the inhabitants there- of be glad. Mother enjoys comfortable health. She feels the infirmities of old age gaining upon her. She has a great desire to see Emelia once more this side of the grave. I wish she could contrive some way to come and spend the summer with us, and her husband with her. We feel very anxious to hear from Br. Charles and his fam- ily. We heard by the way of Mr. Fenton's son that he still has trials to pass through, but I have a word of encouragement for him. They that have their robes washed and made white in the blood of the lamb were those that came ou t of great tribulation. Tell him not to faint be the way, but to hold out a little long- er. It will be but a shout time before he will again be united with the companion of his youth and his dear little one. There tear shall be wiped away. O, blessed thought to sing redeeming grace and dying love through as never ending eternity. I wish that Morilla would write tome. I think that it would seem almost like having a letter from the hand of her mother. I think that she will try to be as near a mother as she can to her younger sis- ter and brothers, but there is no one that can ever fill the place of a mother. We live at so great a distance that we cannot know each other's joy or sorrow. But we have the same God to go to and we can feel safe to put our trust in Him. We was very glad to receive a few lines from Cousin Blake and his companion.* I should be very glad to here from them again. Tell them not to place their affection too much upon their little one, ** for she is only a lent blessing. * Charlotte Janes, B. 1820; d. 1877 ** Mary Ann, b. 5 Feb. 1841. Married George Messenger, d. in Boone Co., NB. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2ba5ef25e59409d80c520d8a0c28b6ef.jpg f1e80563730f1e07605d9fd5c86639e0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 74) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 68 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Our children are all well. Anna is a diversion to her grandmoth- er. Br. William and his family are well. He has enjoyed his mind since the commencement of the revival. His whole soul has been in the work. Feb. 18 - You will see by dates that it has been sometime since I began this letter, but I have a large family which takes up the most of my time, and we have such good meetings that I must go some. Last Sunday seven more were baptized. Others are still waiting. I hear a great deal said about the second comeing of Christ. Some think the time is very near, but of that hour know- eth no man, no not the angels that are in heaven. But I think that it stands us all in hand to have our lamps trimmed and burn- ing and the oil of grace in our hearts and be ready. For as a thief in the night will it come to those who are not prepared. I wish you to write as soon as you receive this and let us know how Br. Charles gets along with his family. I should be glad to receive a letter from him. Mother sends much love to you all. She feels the loss of Father's company but I think she is as con- tented as any can expect. There are but a few liveing in this town that are near her age. She says that her old acquaintance and companions of her youth are a most all gone and left her. She has enjoyed her mind very well the season past. Remember my love to all our connections and friends. And now, dear sisters, I would ask you to pray much for discharge every duty incumbent upon me in the fear of God, seeing that I must one day give an account thereof. This from your unworthy sister. Theoda Crain - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Mansfield, February 21 Since Theoda has wrote all the new I have not much room nor a great deal to say. We all enjoy a good degree of health and I am very busy in attending meetings for the Lord is among up and bless- ed be His name. Such a time as I have never witnessed in Mansfield before. When young men take me by the hand and beg me to pray for them, you might judge how I felt when I come before the throne to plead by way of prayer for souls sinking under a weight of sin. I have town business to do being one of the select men for the town and my own affairs find me employ for all the of time. I now draw to a close. Please give my love to all enquiring friends. To Sister Mary Barrows Charles Crain To Blake Barrows: For blue ink: Take indigo, put into blue dye in form to color in a bag. Let it lie 24 hours, then rub the bag in your hand till soft. Then squeeze the liquor into a vial. C. Crain http://66.213.124.233/files/original/191be5daee3a59f19c4dac556ab793fe.jpg a8be415b9a08b9b103d1776a4e9a439a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 75) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 69 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Letter 23 January 31, 1845 W Mary Barrows Orange Delaware county Ohio PO Mansfield, Jan. the 31st, 1845 Dear Sisters, I once more take my pen in hand to answer your letter containing the news of the death of Br. C. Waters. It was sorrowful news to us and we feel to sympathize with his afflicted children. I was then recovering from a bed of sickness to which I had been confined for a few weeks with the lung fever. Our children were sick at the same with the whooping cough. Harriet had a fever set in. She was very sick. William had it hard, the other ones kept about and when warm weather came we all got better and con- tinued so untill the 5 of July. I was taken with the Erysipelas Fever and of all the sickness I every had, that was the most dis- tressing. I swelled all over from my head to to my feet and my flesh was a dark purple and such a burning heat. I could compare it to nothing else but being dipt into a tub of scalding water. I continued in this state about ten days. I then began to come out in white blisters and spread all over me. I was entirely helpless for a few days. My fever then left me and my flesh heal- ed very fast and then a thick skin pealed off all over me and I be- gun to gain strength and we all felt encouraged (for my life had been despaired of). But it was like putting new wine into old bottles, for my new skin had not strength enough to come into act- ion and I soon ran down. My flesh was very cold and I sweat all the time and began to have sinking turns. They then begin to stimulate me but it was 4 weeks before I was able to sit up and it was 4 months from the time I was first taken sick that I began to think that I know how to prize it. I suppose by this time you are impatient to hear something about Mother. She enjoys comfortable health, all excepting the sore on her nose. That is very painful sometimes. She has always told me not to write anything about it, but she now says it may be that Emelia will think of something that will cure it. We have tried everything that we thought could do any good. She says I must tell http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a0dc19d6c050c2d3abb8be8245f3e351.jpg 195ace13099b03aa42c62bae63783704 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 76) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 70 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] You that she has all the comforts of this life. We are alone the most of the time through the day. Our children all go to school. I work untill I am tired and then I go in and smoke a pipe with Mother and we take comfort. Sickness will come and old age will creep on upon us. It is of no use to complain, but try in what- ever situation we are in therewith to be content. We think a great deal about Harriet's children. I wish Marilla would write to us and let us know how she gets along with her family. Marvin Fenton's wife died last fall with a cancer on her breast. Benjamin Dunham's wife is sick the same complaint. Capt. Mathewson died last March very sudden. I think likely that you have heard about their daughter that has been sick ten years past. There has been a number of pieces printed in newspapers about her and thousands of people have flocked to see her. Last spring she failed very fast and for two or three days it was thought that ev- ery hour would be her last when one evening she dropped asleep, as her friends supposed. She lay quiet for half an hour. When she came to, her disease had all left her. Although she was weak and could not move her limbs, she seemed perfectly happy. She said she had died and been where she had seen the gate of heaven, and heard singing, but was told to came back and do her work and then she should enter. It was a long time before her friends could persuade to take food. for 14 week she took nothing, but cold water and very little tea and talked all the time and was never tired. But now she eats and drinks and sleeps and has gain- ed a little strength. Must leave this subject or I shall my pa- per with it. We have a very open winter so far, a great deal of rain and but little snow. Produce is very low of all kinds. We milked eight cows last summer, but after I was taken sick I though It would be too much for Amelia to do the work and make the cheese so we gave our milk to the hogs. My girls are a great help to me. Amelia is larger than I am. She does the most of the washing. Her health is good, but she has to work very hard when I am sick and that has been the most of the time for a year past. As to religion, it is a very low time with us. We keep up the form. The society are going to build a new meeting house next spring. Brother Wm and his family are well. We should be very happy to see you. Mother says tell Emelia she must try to come and see her once more. I wish you would. I think sometimes if only I could see Emelia and Mary and talk with them, it would do me a great deal of good. It is hard work for me to write. My eyes are very weak. Do write soon, we are anxious to hear from you. Charles says that I must give his best respects to you all and tell you that he should be glad to see you here. Mother and the children send their love to you all. I should be glad to write more, but I am very tired and must draw to a close. This from your affectionate sister, To: E. B. and M. B Theoda Crain http://66.213.124.233/files/original/29632d6094b795e304c8d1a7c3d63aed.jpg 11ee5f78952ea743246d7bf402d4b6ca Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 77) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 71 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Appendix I Agreement between Nathaniel Barrows at al, and Edmund Freeman This agreement made and entered into this 12th day of April, 1812, by and between Nath. W. Barrows, Oren Barrows, and Elijah A Fenton, all of Mansfield, on the one part, and Edmund Freeman of sd. Mans- field on the other part., witnesseth, that the sd. Nath W. , Orren, and Elijah A., covenant and agree on their part, for and in con- sideration of fifty-five dollars, to be paid as herein stipulated, to do and perform for sd. Freeman the following service and labour on his, the sd. Freeman's house, viz, to clapboard what of sd. house is now unclapboarded, to make the doors both inside and outside of sd. house and to case the same, putting in suitable threshold and to hang and put latches on all of sd. doors - ten of sd. doors to be made, with four panels to each of sd. doors and 6 of sd. doors to be batten doors - to fit the window sashes to the frame, pin and trim the same, prime and paint, make the putty and set the glass and to case the windows to sd. house - eight of sd. windows to be cased back of the studs and nine of them to be cased with edge cas- ing , to joint and lay the lower and chamber floors to sd. house, lining the same - to make chamber and cellar stairs - to make a buttery closet and cupboard agreeable to sd. Freeman's direction, to put up eight hundred feet of ceiling in sd. house, and to put up plank to partition sd. house into suitable apartments - to put chair braces around the two front rooms and mop boards to all the rooms in sd. house, and to make firepieces to the fireplaces on the lower floor, in a style suitable to sd. house - Finally, to do and perform all the aforementioned work and any oth- er work and any other, tho not particularly mentioned, which shall be necessary to have the lower part of sd. house every way prepared for lathing - and we do jointly and severally promise to do and per- form the aforesd. work in all and every part in a plain, neat work- manlike manner and to have the compleated by the first day of June next. And the sd. Freeman, on the other part covenants and agrees to pro- cure all the materials necessary for the aforesd. work - to board, lodge, and wash for the sd. Nath. W., Orren and Elijah A., the time they shall be in performing the aforesd. labour - and to pay to them, the sd. Nath E. Barrows, Orren Barrows, and Elijah A. Fen- ton twenty seven and half dollars in six months from the time they shall have performed the whole of the aforesd. labour and twenty seven and half dollars in one year from the time sd. labour is com- pleated. In witness whereof we have hereunto set our hands, the day and date aforementioned. Edm. Freeman Nathl. W. Barrows E. A. Fenton In presence of: Jerusha Babcock Samuel Dimmiock http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3003cfd0e59ef4ca58e1c08160765998.jpg d632abd2409d06f453ce0a1b064ca5d2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 78) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 72 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] (The following was on the back of the preceding document) Recd. Mansfield, May 29th, 1812, of Edmund Freeman, the notes of hand agreeable to the tenure of the written covenant which in full when paid for our labour for sd. Freeman agreeable to within con- tract and this covenant and agreement is no longer binding on him, Recc., Freeman - witness our hand. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ec5496984644bd3ca054e28c07413dcc.jpg b2ad42b0d1fca8d2cf06068ae2a5301a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 79) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 73 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Appendix II The letters of this booklet were delivered by private individuals who happened to be going to Ohio or through Ohio. There were no postage stamps until 1847, so none of these letters had stamps on them. Two of the 1820 letters were directed to the "Lewis Settlement", which was probably the beginnings of what is now the hamlet of Lewis Center in Orange Township. The postoffice is still there. Letters of 1820, 1822, 1826, and 1828 were directed to Berkshire, that is , "to be left at Berkshire". Berkshire was established by Moses Byxbe, who was one of the first settlers of Delaware County, came to the area in 1804. His early aim and ambition was to not only make Berkshire the county seat of Delaware County, but also the capital of the state of Ohio. The village flourished for a few decades, but is a hamlet of a few houses today with no stores, and no postoffice. However, the postoffice was early established and continued into the twentieth century. One can understand why letters meant for Orange Township would be directed to Berkshire Postoffice. The Granville Road, now state route 37, was a main artery for settlers coming into this part of Ohio. This road, which passed through Berkshire, was connected with the national Road at Granville. Alum Creek is another part of the address on some of the early letters. According to Ohio Ghost Towns, Delaware County, (1) the Alum Creek Post Office was housed in a private home, located about a half mile west of the State Route 37 bridge which spans the creek a few miles west of Berkshire. From 1831 on, most of the letters were sent through the Unison Post Office. In a letter to his brother, John Ferson (2) indicates in 1830 that a post office had been established in Berlin Town- ship. He writes: "A private post office is established in Berlin. Capt. Lewis in P. M. As mail carrier he goes to Del and once a week and brings all letters for the neighborhood and has the postage for his compensation. It is called Unison post office. Hereafter you will direct your letters to us 'Unison P Office, Delaware County, via Del P Office' or 'Orange, Del Co via Del P O to be left at U P O.' '' Note that this was not a United States Post Office, but one that a person set up in his home for the convenience of neighbors. Given the complexity of the crude postal system, it is a marvel that the early settlers and their incoming mail ever met. 1. Ohio Ghost Towns, Delaware County, published by The Center for Ghost Town Research in Ohio, Galena, Ohio, 1987, Richard Helwig. 2. 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Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 80) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 74 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Index of Persons Abbe, Elijah - 27 Solomon - 41, 42, 62 Adams, Henry - 20 Jabez, Dr. - 13, 16 (picture - 10) Arnold, Mrs. Isaac - 60 Babcock, Jerusha - 71 Bailey - 1 Balch, Polly - 28 Baldwin, Eleazar - 26 , 29 Barrows, Asa - 46 Betsey Jane (Bockoven) - 6, 7, 8 (picture - 6, 7) Blake Wales - 4, 8, 17, 18, 20, 42, 58, 60, 62, 63, 67, 68 Clima - 20: Edward - 23 Elizabeth - 36, 62 Enoch - 38 Gershom - 38 Harriet, Alice (Havens) - 6, 7, 8 (picture: 6, 7) Kyle - 1 Lanman - 20 Laura (Mrs. Kyle) - 1, 2 Lemuel - 22, 36 Lucretia - 23, 24 Lorenzo - 46 Mary Bennett - Many references Mary Ann (Messenger) - 67 Mary Anna (d/o Nath.) - 8, 19, 42 Nathan - 23 Nathaniel Wales - Many ref. Orrin (Oren) - Many references Orville (Orvil ) - 7, 8, 58 (picture - 7) Phillip - 61 Prudence - 5, 17, 21, 27, 36 Robert, Capt. - 20 Robert - 37 Thomas - 43 Soloman - 5. 17, 21 36 Widow - 27 Bennett, Alfred - 58 Alvin - 11, 27, 33, 38 Alvin, Mrs. - 38 Asa - 25, 27, 30 Asa, Jr. - 27 Harriet Jane - 28, 44, 47, 50, 52 Harriet (Mrs. Wm.) - 28, 65 Harriet's mother - 55 Ira - 11, 27, 33, 38 Jane - See Harriet Jane Jesse - 27 Bennett (continued) Mary - 66 Mary (Mrs. Nathaniel) - 5 Nathaniel - 5 Sally -10 William, Jr. - Many references William Henry - 44 Bentley - 18 Bingham, Mr. - 44 D. - 41 Oliver - 37 Bockoven, Betsey Jane Barrows - 6 (picture - 6, 7) Bockoven, William - 6 (picture) Bowen, William - 49, 51 Bradley, Elder - 41 Brigham, Norman, Dr. - 50 (picture - 52) Bromley, Mr. - 64, 66 Brown Elder Esek (Eiseck) - 38, 4 Brunson, Elder - 38 Buell (Buel) - 1 Aaron - 4 Emelia (Amelia) Many refere Jeremiah - 7, 11, 12, 21, 26, 34 37, 41, 49, 62 Burnham, Rufus - 20 Byxbe, Moses -73 Chambers - 1 Lester - 6 (picture) Lettie - 6 (picture) Octavius - 6 (picture) Mary Jane (Mrs. Octavius) - 8 (picture - 6) Cheney, Abigail -24 Edward -23 Nathan -23 Clark, Daniel -40 Mrs. Daniel -40 Whitman -11 Clymer, Flora Chambers - 6 (pictu Coggeshall, Rescum - 60, 64 Cogswell, Ester - 11 Colman, Lester - 11 Commings, Jabez -20 Crain (Crane Abby -54 Abigail -21 Amelia - 39, 56, 67, 70 Anna - 62, 65, 68 Asa -28 Charles - Many references Charles' father - 54, 63 Charlies' mother - 52, 54, 55 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1115ed395dd48709af557bb5b6233c4e.jpg 52595337c797be3eea5784074999adbd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 81) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 75 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Harriot - 49 Maryan -54 Morilla - 54, 70 Theoda (Theda) - Many references William Bennett - 27, 28, 31, 39 Crowl - 1 Daggett, David - 13, 17, 30 Dean, Mrs. Elizabeth -57 Dimmick, Samuel - 71 Storrs -38 Dodge, Mrs. - 12 Dunham, Bangs - 20 Benjamin - 70 Harriet (Bennett) - 5 Harriet, father of - 44 Harriet, mother of - 55 Susan - 23 Fenton, Elijah A. - 41, 42, 45, 48, 52, 57, 67, 71 Lucas - 63 Marvin -64 Marvin, Mrs. - 70, 40 Ferson, Bertha Muriel - 1, 8 Frank - 8 John (s/o Bertha) - 8 John - 73 Fisher - 1 Ford, Henry - 3 Freeman, Edmund, Esq. - 40, 71, 72 Enoch - 54 Groves, Deacon - 11 Goodwin, Elder - 16, 33 Hall, Gershom - 40 Mrs. Gershom - 40 Hanks, Miss - 25 Havens, Albert - 8 Blake Wal;es - 7, 8 (Picture) - 6 Clara, (Mrs. Blake) - 8 (picture - 6) Gustin - 8 picture - 6) Harriet Alice - 6, 7, 8 (picture - 6) Helwig Richard - 73 Hibbard, Burnham - 20 Hills, Mabill -11 Lolima - 11 Howard - 1 Hovey, Storrs - 11 Harding -16 Hunt, Anna (Bennett) - 5 Elisha - 38, 41 John Jr. - 5, 33 Mrs. John, Jr. - 5, 27, 33, 38, 4 Huntington, Morrin - 20 Janes, Charlotte - 7, 67 Jaynes, Helen Louisa (Havens) - (picture - 6 ) King, Irena - 20, 49 James - 49 Samuel - 20 Larkin, Ethel - 2, 3 Lawrence - 2 Lewis, Capt. - 73 Matthewson, Capt. - 70 Martinsun, Joseph - 20 Messenger, George - 67 Nisbet - 1 Nettleton, Daniel - 58 Powell - 1 Parker - Joshua - 37 Orpha -20 Rae - 1 Read (Reed), Mrs. Daniel - 57 Robertson, Almyra - 11 Rodenfels, Ethel Chambers - 6 (p Ross -1 Rymer, Harriet - 8 Rymer Jerry - 8 Salter, John, Esq. - 26, 38 Shumway, Calvin - 11 Slate, Lt. James - 40 , 47 Needham - 64 Sloniel, Jonathan - 11 Smith, Moriah - 20 Smith, Sally - 20 Stebbins, Guiles - 40 Storrs, Brother - 46 Storrs, Capt. - 13, 18 Erastus - 11 Samuel - 40 Thompson, Lois - 20 Toplift, I. - 20 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/28fecec1c3ee82cd8e4f94e1b1903625.jpg a017d9ced0e7504ad9ff02e9affd229c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 82) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 76 of William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut] Turner - 13 Elijah - 18 Traeyes - 18 Walker - 1 Ward -1 Waters -Ann Harriet - Many ref. Charles - Many references Isaac -37 Morilla (Marilla) - 64, 67, 70 Ruth -37 Sister -22 Webb, Stephen -11 Wigton -1 Wright, Eleazar - 3, 37 Index of Medical Terms Ant bed sores - 53 Asthma disorder - 32 Cancer -70 Canker - 42 Catarrah -42 Collera - 41 Consumption - 23, 27, 43, 60 Cramp convulsions - 41 Destempers - 42, 43, 53 Diarrhea - 39 Disentary 39, 53 Dispepsia - 50 Dropsy - 52 Erysipelas fever - 69 Hipo (?) - 57 Jaunice - 60 Lung fever - 69 Measels (meazels) - 42, 43 Mortification - 40, 53 Numbpalsey - 60 Scarlet Fever - 42 Typhus Fever - 44 Whooping cough - 69 Bilious fever - 53 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/58a66717596d5a097b8de8fe3233e26a.jpg f969501eef7eff55efcb3d25b62326e2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut (p. 83) Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. Items in this collection generally contain genealogical information about the families, personal anecdotes, and images of family members. Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource William and Anna Bennett of Mansfield, Connecticut Description An account of the resource This family history chronicles the ancestry and descendants of the Bennett, Barrows, Buell, and Waters families. The book contains letters from the Bennett's in Connecticut to their three daughters who settled in Delaware County, Ohio. The letters were written between 1820-1845. The book has a table of contents, an index, and photocopied photos from originals. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Author Everett B. 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Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (1) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to unnumbered page 1 of Doors of Corridors of Memories DOORS to the CORRIDORS of MEMORIES by Jeannette Curren http://66.213.124.233/files/original/90206aa85031c79599a475c8e01d00ed.jpg d8686de701ed2bd2cb280e22cae8d1a5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (2) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to the inside cover of Doors to the Corridors of Memories illustration of Community Library Bookplate http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5c60f2d751ed1447cfe2273791104d80.jpg c2d61b254ea8833a3e50f80c1a68e9eb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (4) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to numbered page 1 of Doors of Corridors of Memories THE DOORS TO CORRIDORS OF MEMORY During the twenty- first year of the twentieth century on a very humid warm day -- the twenty-third of August--in the quiet rural village of Galena, Ohio, Anna May Bohman Goff gave birth to her seventh child-- and the second girl. Already there were five, healthy, active boys who kept their father, Frank Sidel Goff, deeply involved in wage earning and fraternal maneuvering. A beautiful six-year old girl, upon whom he doted, completed the family grouping. Two interesting sources are rumored to have been the basis for the name given the new baby girl. Frank was enamored by a poem entitled "Jeannette and Jo" appearing in McGuffy Reader, while Anna leaned toward the name of her mother's sisters-- Jeanette and Elnora. The parents agreed. Because the McGuffey Readers from which Frank and Anna learned to read remain in Jeannette's possession, the poem was found in the McGuffey Fourth Eclectic Reader, copyright 1879. The poem was written by Mary Mapes Dodge. The last verse illustrates the nature of the girls: "And ye who fret, try like Jeannette, To shun all weak complaining, And not, like Jo, cry out too soon-- It always is a raining!" Anna's Aunt Jeannette was married to a well-to-do man named Kirby. She played the piano, as did Anna, so the two were quite compatible. Why Aunt Lenora was favored is not known at the time of this writing. Jeannette Elnora Goff, the agreed upon name, sounded just fine. While the name was just fine not every thing else in the household was fine.Grandmother Bohman had come to help with the running of the house, the preparation of meals, and other chores of necessity. She believed busy hands kept children on the righteous road. So it was that little Julia was placed on a stool in front of a stack of dirty dishes. From that moment on, Julia claims her life of work began and has never stopped. Whose fault? The new baby , of course! Frank and Anna were forty-three and forty respectively. It was quite understandable that Frank's parents were no longer living and Anna's parents were well into their sixties. In the Frazesburg, Ohio, Cemetery a column-like stone marks the grave of Frank's grandfather, Thomas Goff, who, it is said, came to America during the War of 1812 as a spy for England. Shortly afterwards, he became sympathetic to the American cause and deserted the English service. The English government confiscated his money and properties for a period of ninety-nine years. Relatives have recently located the castle in Ludlow, Eng., but, of course, there is no proof-of-the-pudding available now, to place a claim against the English government. It makes an interesting tid-bit though! James Thumwood Goff and Nancy Ellen Dunn Goff also rest in the Frazesburg Cemetery--parents of Frank. It was told that Frank Sidel Goff was a seventh child but there are no records to prove this--only six can be named and remembered. photo of Great Aunt Jeannette Poole Kirby at right photo of Great Aunt Lenora at left -1- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/419c26272feb96008cd3f16f1ff86fca.jpg 6e40573f094929c573e5cd75312e46cb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (5) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to numbered page 2 of Doors to Corridors of Memories They were: Anne , the oldest of the girls. Marietta and Ellen followed. Marietta was always known as Aunt Ett. Ellen unfortunately died from acute appendicitis around the age of twelve. Aunt Anna married George Fisher and bore two sons: George Junior, and James. She never treated my mother, Anna, with much grace; and, as a result , there was no love between the two. Aunt Anna's own son, James, wrote of her jealousy of any other women with whom George was even socially friendly. Aunt Ett was wedded to Douglas McCann whose drinking caused much concern. They had a daughter, Goldie. Frank had two brothers, Lee and Thumwood. Lee was very outgoing and a lady's man. He married Alma Chaney who had money of her own--and inherited more. Their son, Thumwood, became an inventor for Westinghouse. He was also financially secure for life. Uncle Thum worked for the railroads and provided a good living for Aunt Lizzie and their three girls, Evelyn, Virginia and Elizabeth Ellen. The latter two brothers lived in Trimway, Ohio--side by side. Many a Sunday was spent at their home when Frank was financially able to buy a touring car. Anna prepared a hamper of food for a picnic dinner either along the way or at the homes of the brothers. Ann's relatives lived near-by in Dresden, Ohio. Her father, Oscar Bohman, had migrated to the United States from western Sweden around 1871. He did so to escape induction into the Swedish navy or to escape becoming a Lutheran minister--at least, this has always been rumored. Instead of remaining in New York City or in the eastern states as his brothers and sisters had done, he moved into the Ohio area. He was involved with Kenyon College in some capacity and established his home in Gambier, Ohio, in Knox County. Because Mt. Vernon was the county seat business took him there often. There Emma Sophia Poole attracted his attention and soon, they were married. To this union were born four children: namely, Anna May, Oscar W., Charles, and Dorothy. Anna, being the oldest and a woman in those days, soon was trained to be a "servant" to the family. It is true that she had some freedoms --her won pony, Topsy, and the privilege of twelve years of schooling. She was a quick- thinker, agile, and capable. Religion and piano lessons had a formidable influence upon her. Anna graduated valedictorian of her class in 1898 but that was the end of a promising education. Although her father gained his citizenship to the United States, he retained the European notion that women did not need a more formal education. Anna's hopes and dreams of a musical career were dramatically crushed! photo of Charles Leonard, Anna May, and Oscar Whitney Bohman at left photo of Grandfather Oscar Ludwig, Grandmother Emma Sophia Poole at right -2- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/68c01391e14950eec1f05521793c5f95.jpg 474b088b9b2cc660a38e2e5faad925fd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (6) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to numbered page 3 of Doors of Corridors of Memories This was the time Aunt Jeanette invited Anna to Cleveland for an extended visit. Jeannette understood Anna's disappointment and did everything she could to help her through the crisis. When Anna returned home she worked for her father in his restaurant. That is the way she became interested in Frank. Frank's father had died--rather unusually--when Frank was only fourteen. Because the family fortune suddenly disappeared, Frank was forced to leave school, seek work, and help his mother. He developed into a dashing young man with black, curly hair, good English features and a nice personality. Women were attracted by him and to him. At one time, it has been told, Frank came into the restaurant in an unusual mood and gave Anna a ring. He asked her to keep it for him and when he wanted it again he would ask her for it. Naturally, Anna was thrilled and placed much hope in possibly keeping it. Heartbreak number two! He asked her for the ring and she never saw it again. Later, however, he returned and their relationship became serious. They were quietly married on September 9, 1903 in her parent's home. Unbeknown to Anna was the fact her mother was pregnant. After a short time, her mother asked her to buy a layette for the coming child. In her innocence and desire to please her mother, Anna complied. Then, the scandalous rumors were heard. Anna was having a baby months before she should! As it turned out her mother had a very difficult delivery and was hospitalized in the nearest area hospital at the same time Anna was seen shopping, attending church and other public gatherings. The new baby girl named Dorothy Ellen Bohman arrived on December 31st, 1903. Two years later, Anna was pregnant. Because fashions were the way they were at the time, no one knew of the coming birth. Thus it was that Frank Arthur Goff entered the world on June 5, 1905. It is said he was "born in a vail", a sac-like membrane. Apparently Anna believed him to be "special" and special he remained to her for the remainder of her life. The six other siblings were well aware of this relationship. They were Walter Bohman Goff born June 11, 1907; Robert Harold, Born Sept. 4, 1910; Harry Eugene Born January 25, 1913; Julia Anna born October 8, 1915; James Lee born February 20, 1917; and Jeannette Elnora born August 23, 1921. The Frank Sidel Goff Family It was customary for people to have large families during the years before 1930. Agriculture was a primary source of work and way of life then. Children died at birth or from childhood diseases and accidents at at great rate; and poverty was prevalent. pictured left to right are James , Robert, Arthur, Harry, Walter, Juli, Jeannette, Anna, Arthur, Frank The Goff Family, circa 1939 -3- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e1e3f75a18221ce9432888980dcfd542.jpg 4ab54f6989402c9745ba747b35d23a6c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (7) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to unnumbered page 4 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Ancestors Of Jeannette Goff Curren Common surnames in this genealogical tree include Gough, Goff, Thumwood, Mart and Stables . http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8e906ffff28b60340b996ca850e0af29.jpg 2542b165873bef87b049695d398d9adc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (8) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to unnumbered page of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Common surnames in this genealogical tree include Gough, Goff, Thumwood, Mart and Stables . http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6e03c8df16ee418bd5d9fe1fb8b9e326.jpg 77956c8cfee5ce77c9d9d45c4f51e5a3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (9) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 5 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories My family was fortunate. All of us were hail and hearty. My oldest brother, Rank Arthur, was known as a "Katzenjammer Kid" when young and as "Ike." He was brilliant, good-looking, macho type of a guy. He was the apple of his mother's eyes but a bane to his father. He learned early in life how to get what he wanted. He used every angle that existed and some he made up. No event was too great or too small for him to engage in. Ike was the "life" of every party and was invited or "crashed" all of them. Shortly after graduation from Galena High School in 1923, he and Aloma Everts eloped. Then began a hectic life style. It is quite fuzzy in mind and I have no living person to verify - but i spent a couple of days with Ike and Aloma at their apartment in Worthington, Ohio. I recall going home and running out to swing in the family tube tire swing before greeting my my mother. She was miffed. Later, there were times when Ike's antics made impressions on the family. Once he was gored by an angry bull. His leg was badly ripped, and he needed a cane to support himself for a long period of time. His marital relations were rocky. Once he ducked just in time to have an iron skillet sail over his head. Another time he was so angry he ripped the generator out of the car to keep everyone at home. Yet, Ike had a winning personality and always had a job at which he succeeded. He went through the whole bit of owning houses, selling them, owning a mobile home and travel trailer, visiting his aunt in Florida for weeks on end. The first marriage dissolved after a child was born to his girlfriend, Norma Brand, but not before a child was borne also by his wife. After the divorce, he married the girlfriend and moved out of state. A son blessed their marriage. Ike had quite a family by then for the girlfriend had a boy and girl by a former marriage. Needless to say, it was a hectic situation. This marriage did not survive. Going from the frying pan into the fire, Ike married for a third time. Again, the family increased for No. 3, Ruth, had two daughters. Although he built a lovely home and provided a nice life style, the marriage did not last - nor did his bank accounts. For a few year, he played the field. He really had some intelligent, attractive and caring women who traveled with him and seemed to offer a nice future for both. Having had three losses, he rejected the idea of another, that is until he met a widow with a home on the river in northern Florida. He was older now and could see the need for roots. They were married, and he was content to a point until his death in 1995. How to access his influence upon me I do not know. I am certain he was far too much older than I for a very deep brotherly relationship to develop. One thing I do know - he kept the family in an up-roar more often than not. Walter Bohman Goff, brother number 2, was opposite in many ways from "Ike". Walt was not handsome nor as suave as his older brother. He was intelligent and tough. He excelled in sports and studies. After graduation from Galena High School, he enrolled at Otterbein College where he graduated in Pre-Med. During those years, he married Patricia Evelyn Patrick of Sunbury, Ohio. She was attending Oberlin College to become a teacher. They had to keep their marriage a secret because her mother objected to such a marriage and threatened to cut off her financial support. Also, if it were known, Pat could not teach for women were not allowed to be married and teach. Pat taught in Kilbourne at Brown Elementary School. In striving to become a doctor, Walt encountered many obstacles, He entered -5- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8168a3f93b9272589ce93c9f4285612f.jpg 21aaf81e25704bb31cc0590b695ac7e6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (10) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 6 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Osteopathy training in Chicago, Illinois and Des Moines, Iowa. He interned in the state of Washington among the lumbermen. Upon completion of requirements he went into practice for many years. A girl, Patty, and a boy, Walter II, were born during Washington and West Virginia activities. These children were college-aged when their parents marriage ended, Pat became a teacher again and came back to this area. Her later years were difficult. She passed away and was buried with her family, the Patricks, in Sunbury Memorial Cemetery. Walt married a young woman and the two led a hectic life, he continued doctoring and she worked in the office, and off on escapades when possible. This did not last long for his health failed and he died from diabetes. He, too, is buried with Goff family members in Sunbury Memorial Cemetery. Walt and Ike lie side by side. Daughter, Patty, married her college sweetheart, William Garcia. They worked and lived in the eastern section of the U.S. so I did not see them often. Patty was a teacher in one of the colleges in New Jersey and also became an executive in A.T.&T. Bob and I visited them at their home in New Jersey. They entertained us with by taking us on a tour of New York City. We enjoyed the Statue of Liberty and having snacks and drinks on the top floor of one of the Twin Towers. We also experienced a brush with a bag-lady! Julia and I visited once and we were treated to a play on 42nd Street. Another visit included Mary. Jim and Karen flew in from Florida and we enjoyed a small family reunion. Patty is an excellent dollhouse constructor. She has an extensive workshop and does a professional job on each creation. She and I share a love of this and of dolls. The son, Walter Bohman Goff, the second, has become famous as an author! His first book, Chain of Command came out in 1998. Being an author is not his only claim to fame, His occupation, a radiologist in the United States Navy, provided world-wide travel and a leader in the field. He was on the medical team of Walter Reed Hospital who operated on President Reagan. Having recently retired from the navy he now teaches radiology at a college in the San Diego area. Wally and Sandy had two children, Tiara and Wayne. Tiara gave them a second grandchild recently, but Wayne was killed in a motorcycle accident at nearby the Dam line. Needless to say, Wayne's death is a deep tragedy. The birth of the second grandchild is a god- sent joy. I am to visit them in May 2002 if plans go well. Wally is working on his fifth novel. The third brother is Robert Harold Goff who is in his late 90's at this writing and is living in Westerville. He is the artistic one --very creative. He was a jack-of-all trades and often master of them as well. He graduated from pictured at the top left to right are Patti, Pat, Walt and Wally Goff pictured at the bottom left to right are Betty, Nancy, Bob, Martha holding Rita, John -6- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f25d5f734322fdb00b14a49e20790493.jpg 5f33c8684e9d4f491c05037531f658f7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (11) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 7 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Westerville High School and soon married another graduate, Martha Flickinger. To this union were born four children, Betty, John, Nancy, and Rita. This family stayed together but in their adulthood went their own ways. All are living as this is being written. John became a prominent Physician in central Ohio. He retired from Riverside Hospital in Columbus, Ohio, and became a leader in health care in Ohio Health. John married Janet Ellis from Washington Courthouse, Ohio. They have a set of twins (a girl and a boy) and an older daughter. Betty and Nancy live in Florida. Betty has two daughters. Nancy has two daughters and a son. Rita married Jim Wise and they have two boys and a girl. The fourth brother, Harry, proved to be a god-send for me. He was my friend , my benefactor, and all the other good things anyone wants to add. Harry also graduated from Westerville High School and married another graduate, Marguerite Robertson. The war years found him in the Navy and in the Pacific struggle. Although his ship, the U.S.S. Cashe was torpedoed it was not destroyed and he came through it all safely. When Harry returned home he bought a house and some acreage a few miles outside Powell, which he worked over himself. He was employed by the Columbia Transit Company, stationed at the bus garage on Broad Street. During my teaching years in Columbus we kept in close touch. He was always there for me. He helped support me in my college years and continued to be around to pick me up when I stumbled. When Harold died, he stayed with me through it all. When Harry was diagnosed with melanoma cancer, it was too wide spread to save him. His death truly left me very much alone. Many of you know my sister, Julia. She lived on Letts Avenue in Sunbury until recently when she went to live with her daughter, Karen, in Miami, Fla. With Harry, she supported me all the way. She has been a true sister's sister.I feel very fortunate to have her. In many ways Julia's life has been a mixture of ups and downs. She has always been beautiful as a child, as a girl and as a woman, but her life experiences were sometimes not beautiful. Homelife was hectic -- she felt like a servant with cooking, dishes, housework, washing and ironing for four older brothers! School proved half and half -- she was capable and somehow classmates aren't kind to brain children. Also Julia was popular with the fellows. She married a so-called "catch", Kendell Hewett. He, too, was smart and modern. They were one of the happiest couples I have ever known until World War II came. By then, Ken was a second lieutenant in theROTC at Ohio State University. He was drawn into the regular army and sent to Georgia. Julia was pregnant but she bravely went along. Karen was born in June. Ken shipped out to Europe in August. pictured at top left to right Mother Goff, Harry and Marguerite pictured at bottom left to right Karen, Kendall, RaeEtta, and Julia Hewett -7- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a9b9bca2145016c21e9352f5b7b3f713.jpg 2e8ddca06b7b3e29f23fe93186d69dd3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (12) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 8 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Julia, Karen and I went to Indiantown Gap, Pa., to see him off. Julia's world was never the same. Ken was gone for over three years. He chased Rommel across the desert, landed at Salerno and invaded Italy. While he was gone Julia tried various places to live and pursued several occupations. Upon his return, she became pregnant and the restaurant she and brother Bob had in Sunbury needed to be sold. Harold and I acquired it. The birth of Rae Etta Lee was the beginning of another trial. She had failing health and passed away at age two. The impact upon the family was unmeasurable. Julia's health took a downward turn from which she never quite recovered. One operation after another kept her down. By this time they lived in Florida. Julia became an insurance secretary for a hospital near her home. Kendell was an electrical engineer whose job sent him up north for extended periods of time. Cancer caught up with him and he passed away in his early sixties. Julia retired, moved back to Ohio for a few years, then went to live with her daughter, Karen, in Miami. Karen became an artist - one of Florida's four outstanding women artists there. She has had south eastern exposure at art galleries and universities. She worked for cruise line for several years. I was a recipient of four exciting cruises under her sponsorship. Jim worked for the airlines as a CPA. As a result he and Karen traveled widely. They now own an interest in an orange grove but still in Miami Where Julia joined them. James (Jim) brother No. 5 lives in Kokomo Indiana. He is a father of four and grandfather of several. It is a closely knit family as all live in Kokomo. Jim graduated from Centerburg High School worked at odd jobs in the area, then, was inducted into the Navy where he served in the Pacific during WWII. He and his brother, Harry, met in the Hebrides Islands quite unusually. The USS Cache radioed for protection from a Japanese sub. Jim's PBY was sent to drop depth charges. The charges missed. The ship was hit but fortunately did not sink and limped into the island where Jim was stationed. It was quite a reunion. Jim, and his wife Jo Ann Williams, a Kokomo resident have enjoyed a very nice life style and are still doing so. The family is not as close as it once was and time is running out for all are past eighty when anything can happen any time. The following chapters explain why my life is so full of memories-some truly golden- some not so glowing. Early Recollections It was in that sleepy town of Galena I met Santa cause. He came to town on a truck! Fuzzily, he waved and shouted through a curly white beard, "Merry Christmas!" I think it strange I have no recollection of our Christmas celebrations at home for my first six years. I am certain there were decorated trees, specially baked food and practical gifts. There were other impressive memories though both good and sad. One day, for example, men carried "Ike"--as Frank Arthur became known--into the house on a stretcher. He had had a very bad accident early in the morning on his way to work at a tile plant below Westerville on Schrock Road. It was icy and the road was dangerous. Suddenly the shadow of a buggy appeared ahead but it was so slippery when he hit the brakes, the car went out of control, into a ditch, and crashed against a telephone pole. The passenger, Idora Watts, was -8- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e5b89cb04883c8750dbd1b32a0b0435a.jpg 60f4c9c186bd739759be5d37f72382d6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (13) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 9 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories killed and Ike was seriously injured. A merrier time occurred when Aunt Dorothy and Uncle Fuzz came to visit. They were jazz nuts. Dorothy played the piano and Fuzz blew a hot sax. In the evening "Ike" and "Tom" -- Walter Bohman's nickname -- would invite their friends to come, bring their instruments and enjoy an evening playing, singing and dancing. I would sit on my mother's lap and drift happily off to dreamland. The older boys - Ike and Tom - were active in football, basketball and baseball. Needless to say, the whole family was involved in local games. The rivalry between Sunbury and Galena hinted upon a Martin and McCoy feud. Often the boys came home with black eyes, broken noses, and other bruises.Hoyt Whitney, "Hi" Morris, Carleton Burrer, and many other locals suffered too! Incidentally, this rivalry continued in the two villages until the area became Big Walnut - a school district incorporating them. Life was a true mixture of joys and sorrows. One morning I went out in the front yard to play and had a feeling something was not right Nobody else was in the yard and if anyone came by, no one said anything. I later learned our dog, "Bus", was missing. When he was found, it was evident that he had been poisoned. The story was a prominent young business man had playfully started to chase Julia but Bus thought the man meant to harm her so Bus bit him. Not long afterwards, Bus was dead. To amuse myself it was not not unusual that I would play train. Dad worked for the Pennsylvania Railroad as an operator. He was entitled to passes for his family to ride the train. Mother loved to go to visit her family in various parts of Ohio and she would take the younger ones along. These experiences enabled me to set chairs along the side of the dining room near the windows, place imaginary people in them and then, I, the conductor, would collect tickets, call out station stops and and imitate any other actions I could remember. Interesting tidbits I have been told about my early life include the fact I was: spoiled, a cry-baby, a breath holder, and a "come-on" for my older brothers. The reasons behind the name-calling were I was a mama's girl. Whenever Mother wanted to go away without me, I held my breath. That got her attention! Dad watched it happen a couple of times and then told Mother to leave and assured Mother I would breathe -- and I did! It never happened again. The siblings teased me almost constantly -- they needed attention too. They got it when I cried and I cried often. The two oldest boys used to go to Columbus to shop with mother. They offered to carry me. The reason, it was later told, was the salesgirls would all make a "fuss" over me permitting the boys an opportunity to flirt outrageously. Being a railroad family, Dad employed by the Pennsylvania, and since our house was located close to the tracks, the older members had become familiar with the schedules of the trains, especially the locals , the flyers, the slow heavily laden cars, and the empties. One lovely summer day when I was just beginning to walk well, Mother could not find me. She glanced at the clock and realized it was nearly time for the daily flyer to go through. Quickly , she alerted all the family members who immediately fanned out in all directions to find baby sister. The older boys took the tracks, the younger ones the streets. A gratefully sigh of relief escaped Mother when I was found on Colonel Jones' lawn happily tossing picture postcards all over the grass. The flyer went through Galena that day with incident. My sister, Julia, was a wonderful story-teller. She would put Jim and me to sleep at night telling us interesting tales. sometimes, my brother, Bob, would insert his dry witty remarks into her stories and instead of sleeping we would go into giggling fits. -9- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2e86eeda064284309af92466b740d664.jpg b248cecaa1a5ddd2a624f371e80cafec Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (14) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 10 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories "Uncle Charlie" Geiselman became a family visitor and friend. He was a foreman on the section crew of the railroad. Mother cooked meals for his crew. After they ate, they would enjoy the family before retiring. "Uncle Charlie" was quite partial to Julia and would often bring her trinkets or give her some money for helping Mother with the dirty dishes. Occasionally he would bring his wife and visit us on a weekend. We all learned to look forward to his visits. He remained a very important person to our family all his life. In the 1920's there were no public streetlights. Some people had only coal-oil lamps or gas mantels lighting their homes. The worst burn I ever experienced was from a lantern. Mother put me up on the kitchen table to wash me. When she went to wash my feet, I reared back and one of my hands came to rest on the hot globe of the lantern. Needless to say, I had a nasty burn. One moonless night, Mother needed some eggs to finish her baking. She asked someone to go to our neighbors, the Van Fleets, to get some. No one volunteered. Although I was the youngest --just around five years old -- I said I would go. I can remember how very frightened I was groping my way down the dirt road, turning my ankles on the rough stones and trying to keep form crying. I arrived at VanFleet's safely enough and got the eggs but good fortune escaped me on the way back. I do not know to this day whether the boys made horrible noises or whether it was a prowling animal but I started to run, stumbled, and made scrambled eggs with egg shells for seasoning! We were fortunate to have a radio in our home. I can remember hearing Little Jack Little play the piano and some songs were: "O' Dem Golden Slippers", "She'll Be Comin' Round the Mountain", "Krazy Kat", and "Kitten on the Keys". Mother was a good cook and always had a good meal to serve. One dish I enjoyed was her fruit salad. For Sunday evenings, she would prepare fresh pineapples, oranges, and bananas in a glass dish on a stem. It was not only nice to look, at, it smelled good, too. Other foods she made were: hot mush and milk -- the left-over mush was put into loaf pans and the next morning sliced and fried for breakfast; fresh baked bread, rolls and cinnamon rolls too; pies--every kind and variety; canned fruits, vegetables, and meat; jams, jellies, and pickles; and all other popular items of the current times. Mother always did the washing (as laundry was called) on Monday-- weather permitting. Sometimes it would be necessary to hang clothes in the house-- around stoves, over registers, and whenever else the heat could be used to dry them. Mom had a Maytag gasoline washer. It was a real put-putter! The noise of the motor told everyone what was happening. Our neighbors, the VanFleets, had a washer one had to push a lever back and forth to stir the clothes. Mrs. VanFleet would set me atop the tub of clothes--my legs strattling the lever, and I would push and pull that lever and consequently wash the clothes. I thought it was great fun --you could pretend you were rowing your own boat, or steering your own wheels, and never, never land was right there on that wash tub. After the clothes were washed and rinsed in bluing water, they were hung outdoors on clothes lines. Sheets, towels, shirts, undies, and all manner of clothing and linens flapped in the breeze and dried in the sun. It was devastating when birds flew over and soiled some clothing or linens --they had to be redone. Sometimes the clothesline would break---dirt or grass stain soiled the wash. picture of "Uncle" Charlie Geiselman -10- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/57abdc0cada9cfe9f550fba362293450.jpg 65483534f6b8b0427adcf9ed925f66e6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (15) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 11 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories In the first six years of my life there were no indoor bathrooms or plumbing. Yet, I do not remember using outdoor facilities. I have no recollection of odors, accidents of anti- social events. With seven children, grandmother, aunts and uncles in the house, Dad and Mom must have had the household under great control. Pictures in the family album indicate there was company often, and, since most of the relatives lived a far distance away, they usually stayed the night. There would be "doubling- up" of the children who were made soft beds on the floor. It was, of course, fun time! Story- telling, laughing, pillow fights, tickling matches were all a part of the night-time activities. Sleep always won the game, though. The last memorable event which took place in Galena for me was my sixth year birthday party. The invited guests were Sunday School friends. Some last names I recall were Dustin, Linaberry and Longshore. I also recall one gift I received. It was a miniature indoor crochet set. I truly enjoyed it. Right after the party we moved to Westerville, Ohio, and our lives were changed forever. A New Start Everything was different. Our home was made of brick! The three little pigs now had nothing on me! Just next door was a doctor, Dr. Howe. He had a daughter, Mary Lou, who was just my age. Her brother, Buddy, was soon a friend also. There was little time for play as school started the day after Labor Day and I was enrolled in the first grade. Vine Street School was a huge, big brick and stone structure. Miss Anderson was my teacher. She was very strict and scared me half-to-death. I was disciplined just once -- that proved sufficient! I heard fun noises in the hall and left my seat along with a few others to go to the door to see what was happening. Naturally, we were caught! Out of one's seat meant missing recess -- sitting in one"s seat, head down and quiet! The grading system was Excellent, Good, Fair, Poor, Unsatisfactory. Apparently I was progressing well for I never received a "P" or "U." Second grade was uneventful during the first semester. It was interesting to see a picture of a World War I soldier on the desk of my teacher. During the second semester we students were told about the man in the picture. It was Joyce Kilmer, the poet, famous for his Poem, Trees. He was a close relative of our teacher. A very disappointing event occurred for me at the end of that school year. I got the measles! I missed the last two weeks of school and the annual school picnic. The third grade proved to be a sad one. Scarlet fever was rampant in the community. Many families were quarantined. One of our students, Robert Adair, died. Gloom settled over our class: but then, loved bloomed. Junior Ullom and I were drawn to each other. He gave me the cutest Dutch Boy pin. Unfortunately, I do not know what happened to it. Another annual event each year was a musical directed by Miss Mill, the music teacher, for the elementary. Each class had a part either acting, dancing, singing, or playing instruments. When my class danced, we had to have costumes of the country we represented. I remember Mother making my outfit. The skirt was full- gathered on a waist band. Around the bottom she sewed three rows of gathered crepe paper ruffles. The blouse was a shirt type, but it was set off with a black and orange trimmed bodice which laced down the front. The only auditorium and stage was at Westerville High School. We walked from Old Vine Street school (now called Emerson) to the high school (now a middle school on -11- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/45f7cc33a2ee1218dfc7d36349546cdc.jpg ff15c14edeb7acc8031665762fc6ef10 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (16) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 12 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories State Street) to practice. The night of the presentation was exciting! Our parents always came away impressed and proud of the performances. My love for poetry was established in the fourth grade. Miss Beavers must have read a lot to us, Then, for a present to each of us, she gave a book of poetry entitled "One Hundred Best Poems for Boys and Girls". I still have the book, and it has inspired choral readings, memorization, and writing. But, activity other than school was also interesting. Summer time was never long enough. There was Bible School at the Westerville Methodist Church. A beautiful library offered great reading. There was a movie house with matinees on Saturdays. One movie I remember seeing was called "Just Imagine". You were shown what could happen in the future -- like fly to the moon! There were street fairs with rides, games, square-dancing, and all sorts of exciting things to do. Needless-to-say, my education advanced in leaps and bound. I recall the shock I got when I first saw a lady breast-feed her baby on the ferris wheel! Chatauqua came to town each summer. I loved it. You had a chance to be in a drama. One had to show for practice and then you were admitted free to all the productions. Huge crowds came. Orators gave speeches -- some political and some religious. I honestly don't remember the subject of any of it -- just the knowledge that I took part in it. Glengarry Pool was located south of Westerville. Most of my family knew how to swim. They had learned in the "ole swimmin" holes of Big walnut Creek near Galena. I had not. Nor did the fancy pool beckon me -- only when all the others were going. When evening came in warm weather, the neighborhood children all go together to play games. "Go-Sheepie-Go, "Hide and Seek", "Red Rover, "New York, New York" were some of the games we played. "Hop Scotch" and Jump Rope" were daylight joys. My individual fun was roller skating and using a hand-cart. Both required relatively smooth surfaces for safe easy maneuvering, I recall with pangs of pain the scraped knees and sore ankles. All sidewalks were not concrete when I was young. Bricks, laid in patterns, slabs of stone (some sunken or raised in unexpected places) hard packed dirt, and some concrete very roughly finished, were the pathways. Falls were frequent. Knees took a beating. Ankles were equally hurt when pavement caused sharp turns of the wheel hitting the ankle bones. This was the reason I wrote the poem "Roller Skating". This poem won 2nd place in state women's club contest. Roller Skating When I was a child of eight My pleasure was to roller skate. When springtime chased away the snow Out on the sidewalks I would go On shiny skates, with ball-bearings wheels Tightly clamped to toes and heels. Away I flew past house and store Until my legs could move no more! Upon a curb I'd rest a while Then push on another mile. -12- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c5b1fbbc5957bb6b739d4497ec39beb1.jpg d034784738d61cd9005f491100510806 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (17) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 13 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories When summer came and it was hot A skating rink was then my lot. At a pavilion in the park I would skate from dawn 'til dark. For in that rink the music beat A happy pathway for my feet. Late into the autumn season I always had a perfect reason To be outdoors 'til late at night And let my heart and feet take flight. When I was old enough to date I still loved to roller skate. My college friends and I would find A skating rink, and spend our time Waltzing to the rhythmic sound That the jute-box organ ground. I am much, much older now. Winter shows upon my brow: But, there is still that gnawing yen To free my soul- to skate again! In evening Ike and Aloma would often drop in. The adults would play a game called Finch. Aloma would win often, and I discovered how - when no one was looking she would drop a card from her pile onto the floor. When the game was over, she retrieved them again, unnoticed. While in Westerville, we moved twice. On Hamilton Avenue we lived next door to a black family whom I never saw. Our neighbors on the other side were a talented group. Mr. Lubby was a reporter for the Columbus newspaper. Frederick, the oldest son, became a well-known musician, and Robert became a D. O. The Cheeks lived north of us as did the DeVoes. The Bennetts lived across the street. She was a concert soprano. The Hogbushes lived on one side of Bennetts while two old men lived on the other side. Keeping a large family financially difficult. That is why my mother did a few money-making chores. One chore was stringing triggers. A friend worked at Kilgores, a local company which manufactured toys. The gun needed a spring to work the metal trigger. Our friend would bring boxes of each and the family would gather around the table and "string" triggers. All one needed was a screw driver to pull the spring over the metal piece. Some evening we would do enough to keep the worker at the plant supplied for several days. Mu bothers had all sorts of pets. Two crows, snakes, dogs, cats, a pony and other creepy crawly creatures. The crows were rumored to have said words. The boys had put chicken wire around some trees in the back yard. Mother made them make a cage and put them in the basement. The crows often escaped the cage. One day they flew into the open window of our neighbors. They roosted on his bedstead. He was not amused. In early spring, it rained excessively and backed up into the basement. The sound of the water must have frightened the birds for they were found floating on the water. Julia refused to hang clothes out in the backyard until the snakes were taken away. -13- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/21c285f1a4872a5825096792f5ad00d6.jpg 9026d49de452b0bbdd42e8a06346b84b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (18) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 14 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Tippy was our family dog. We all loved him dearly. He was short hair, white except for two black spots -- one on his forehead and one where his tail began. He was a well- rounded animal. Reared in an active family of people, he developed into a hunting dog, a house dog, a well-tempered pet, but, he was also guardian of the home, the family possessions and the people he believed to be his. There were numerous happenings which made Tippy special. When the boys took him rabbit or squirrel hunting, he would run the trails and work so hard he exhausted himself. At the end of the day, one of the happy hunters would carry Tippy home. Once he was home, he would curl up near the furnace register, go to sleep but dream he was still hunting. All four feet would be going fast and he would be yipping -- many times loud enough he woke himself up. Tippy had a long tail that stuck straight up from his behind. When he was playing, he would wag his tail constantly. One day in his jubilance he struck his tail against a railing and broke it. Poor Tippy -- now his tail just flopped. My older brother , Walt, came home from college that evening and he saw Tippy. Walt was studying medicine. He felt Tippy's tail, gave it a yank, and back to its height it went! A couple of popsickle sticks and some adhesive tape made an excellent splint. At first Tippy was going to tear it off but we all kept telling him no-no. Thank goodness, he believed us and soon his tail was healed. Another time during his life we noticed Tippy was limping. At first we thought he had just had some little problem and all would be well. It wasn't it. One morning he could not move his back legs - he just dragged them along. Our neighbor was a druggist and he also raised Springer Spaniels for sale. Walt asked him what we could do. (In those days, our family did not visit veterinarians -- probably because we not afford to do so, or maybe none were close around). The druggist gave us pills of some kind and told us to heat salt packs and put them on his hind parts. All of us took turns making certain Tippy had warm salt packs, took his medicine, and kept him clean. Miracles of miracles, Tippy recovered fully! Besides pets to deal with, there were other problems. One was my stockings. The style for girls was long, knitted stockings -- those which went above one's knees. Mine would not stay up and would fall down over my shoes and I would trip on them! We went home from school to eat lunch. I had to stop so often to pull up my stocking that I was late for lunch. Mother was not happy when I started to cry and did not want to go back to school. "Well I'll fix that!" she said. Out came the sewing machine, some pink material and some elastic garters. in no time at all, I had a garter-belt to wear. I ran all the way back to school and my stockings did not fall down even once! Cars seemed to be a headache for the family. Fixing them at home was a must - costs were high. I can remember my brothers and mother lining the brakes. Mom also helped Jim, the youngest boy, string bicycle wheels. Mother was a member of a prominent club in Westerville called Nonpariel. She was responsible for writing and presenting a paper on an assigned subject one year and entertaining the club at her home the next year. Her efforts became the source of my poem "Club woman" written many years later. When Mother was to entertain one year when we still lived on Hamilton Avenue, she had a problem. The house was limited on bedrooms. Walter and Evelyn had to have a room; three boys (Bob, Harry, and Jim) had a room; and Julia and I ended up in Mother's and Dad's room. Mother did not want the ladies to see how crowded we were; so, she had the boys take Julia's and my bed apart, put it in the closet; and, then, rearranged the room to her fancy. -14- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c3a469bce7b8b65873b0e1c4b0b818cd.jpg 74926899b463862271087cb7c1b3dfba Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (19) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 15 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Club Woman My mother was a club woman And, it has been my lot To be involved with others Who have the same desires I've got. Every fall the challenge comes When that booklet meets one's hands And tells you what the theme will be And of you what it demands. If to entertain was mother's fate The course of action was quite clear. Not one spot within our house Would escape her cleaning gear. Our lives were never quite the same As she made her palace glow And serve new recipes to us Made of what, we did not know. My father must have groaned with pain As mom painted or papered walls, Washed and stretched, starched and ironed The curtains in all the rooms and halls, She bleached the linen white as snow Brought out her Sunday set of dishes Cleaned the carpet, polished floors, And put the dogs on leashes. The rest of us learned where to hide When club time rolled around, For mother's patience and demands Each one of us would hound. Yet, when we reaped the benefits Of each sight, and taste, and smell, We knew our trials were over And all had ended well. Every other year it seemed Mother's job for club would be To research some subject or event With depth and clarity. She read, she wrote, she ranted, She sought experts learned advice. She summarized and then presented An extension paper, candid and precise. Now, here I am, a club mother A mother's daughter true; My club lift fits the pattern I've just described to you. Yet, I see the pattern changing For our daughters' lives are crammed With Little Leagues and family needs With careers, computer-programmed. There was a sun parlor in the Hamilton Avenue house. At Christmas time, Mother put our tree right in the center of it. One could walk all around the tree and admire its beauty. I remember how I did just that and sang every Christmas carol I knew while enjoying the ornaments and trying to guess what was in the packages under the tree. Though I thought I knew every ornament on the tree, Christmas morning was always a thrill. Bowls of nuts, fruits -- especially oranges -- and candies were added to other gifts. A doll for me, a sled for Jim, a dress for Julia, and on it went -- something for every member of the family. Mother was seldom ill, but one Christmas, she was feeling so bad, she had to be in bed. I remember how Dad cooked Christmas dinner, directed the activities of the Christmas celebration, and kept all of us under control. The third move we made in Westerville was to a hug house on the northwest corner of Broadway and State Street. It was a wonderful place! We all had bedrooms, two large baths, a third floor for a playroom, and a cellar for everything! There was a porch from the front hallway around the south side. Roses climbed the trellises and gave an enclosed feeling to the porch. When Walt graduated from Otterbein, our pictures were taken in front of those roses. My tombstone is fashioned from my pictures taken there that time. Behind the house was a large garden and a barn. The story was a doctor had lived in -15- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/23072c7813877d41dd7397702632640c.jpg 3bbb05c3df72eadb5a921819fd4a3d95 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (20) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 16 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories the house. His daughter had a horse which was stabled in the barn. One day when she was riding down State Street, her horse slipped on the rails of the streetcar tracks, threw her off, and she died of her injuries. Brother Jim was allowed to keep a pony for a friend who went on vacation one summer. We enjoyed having it but only for a short time. I remember starting piano lessons after moving to State Street -- probably because the parlor was where the piano was kept. This room had beautiful sliding doors. One set led to a hallway and front door while the other set opened to a sitting room where the radio, and the reading table. were. From the sitting room one could go through double doors to the dining room and through still another set of sliding doors to the sewing room. Single doors led from the sewing room to a back porch and to the bathroom respectively. From the dining room there was a short hallway from which one had access to the bathroom on one side or a pantry on the other, and into the kitchen. As I think about it now, the pantry must have been a thing of joy for my mother. There were cupboards for everything! The kitchen was large and accommodated a sink and drainboard, a large table, an ice-box, a stove, and some chairs. From the kitchen, a back stairs led to the second floor. The first bedroom was Bob's, Directly through the hall was a bathroom with a door at each end to permit one to go to the other bedrooms ahead. At the front of the house where the front stairs were, was a beautiful bedroom with aa window seat and numerous windows. Walt and his wife, Patricia Evelyn Patrick, lived in that room. Pat was teacher at Kilbourne, Ohio, and Walt was a student at Otterbein College. Just north of their room was a small room where Grandmother Bohman would sleep when she came to visit. I can only remember a single iron bed being there. Mother's and Dad's bedroom was quite large. they put a cot in one corner for me to sleep on whenever I had nightmares. It must have been frequent for I remember sleeping there often. You can imagine the fun to be in such a house with so many people of different ages sharing the household work and and expenses. Dinner in the evening usually found all of us together and more often than not, friends of someone's also. Julia and I usually had table setting and dishes as our chores. There were always potatoes, meat vegetables home-made breads, homemade condiments, and dessert. How mother did all the work, I truly do not know! Dad never missed a day at work until he became desperately ill. doctors were consulted. He had a goiter. It was wrapped around his windpipe and was slowly choking him to death. It was imperative to have it removed immediately. Dr. Krody at White Cross hospital performed the successful operation. It was the best Christmas present we had that year. It occurred to me that Aloma had the Christmas dinner that year. Art and she lived on Hiawatha Avenue in Westerville. I can't remember any details though. After his recovery, Dad told us of his experience during the operation. He said it was as if he were at one end of a curtain, and on either side of it hung a swinging ball. He was instructed not to let the balls swing through the curtain and touch each other. Fortunately, they never did. Julia had a bad break too. She slipped on a basket ball in gym class--broke one ankle and sprained another. She really suffered with those. Jim had a serious accident , too. He was roller skating when he tripped, fell backwards, and cut his had on some broken glass. -16- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/836781d326ec827571dfdb354c462fe8.jpg 66bdb369fbc3b8ed772e72f784201a1c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (21) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 17 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories He did not take good care of it right away. A red streak ran up his arm. Hot poultices were periodically applied for a long time before the streak disappeared and Jim began to feel better. It was a very busy household. Bob worked at Culver Art and Frame Company. He had artistic talent and the job brought it out. Harry worked for Alkire's Filling station just north of State Street. Jim and I had Citizen newspaper routes. Mother kept Julia busy cooking, baking and general household chores. Mother had a Larkin route. This company sold spices, cough syrup, and things of that nature. This gave her a little extra for such things a china. (I have the Nortoki dishes she got through Larkin. They are beautiful.) I mentioned piano lessons began when we moved to the State Street house. This proved to be important to me for the remainder of my life. Music fills a part of my life from which I still get a thrill. Members of the family encourage me to practice. Bob gave me a piano roll to carry my music to my lessons. It was a piece of leather with elastic strips on each corner. I would lay the pieces of music on it, secure the corners, roll it up, fasten the strap, and carry it by its handle. While it prevented the music from falling apart or perhaps getting wet, one had to "unroll" it. My lesson cost fifty cents for a half hour of personal instruction and a group lesson in theory per week. I was not as disciplined to practice as I should have been, but I performed at recitals quite well. My first recital was at the Westerville Methodist Church. I played a piece called "Criss Cross", named such because the left hand had to criss-cross the right. Mother made me a taffeta from a hand-me-down from Cousin Goldie's wardrobe. I thought it was beautiful. It helped me to have the courage to go onto the stage, play my piece, and accept the applause of the audience. Mrs. Gammil, a music teacher from Sunbury, said I fell asleep in her arms before the recital was over. Westerville at State and Broadway It was fun living there for other reasons. The inter-urban stopped at that corner to pick up and discharge passengers. One day when I was playing on the sidewalk nearby, I saw something on Photo of Jeanette in her piano recital dress Westerville, 1933 -17- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/edfa4901d56865bda9af383de3f8a66d.jpg 3c28a20862fed7b54d23d7face6c45ee Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (22) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 18 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories the grass. I left my pushcart to investigate. It was a dollar bill! Since there was no one around, I grabbed it up and ran in the house shouting to Mom. She went to the window to see if anyone had returned to look for it, but there was no one in sight. She advised me to put it on the shelf; and if no one asked about it, I could keep it. What a long, long time it was before she said I could keep it. That incident led to my first independent shopping spree. I was helping Jim deliver newspapers, so after collection time I was "paid". Saving up my pay gave me spending money. I was never permitted to go to the corner drug store to meet friends, to have a soda, or to just fool around; but I was accompanied to the dry goods store. There one could buy material to make a dress or other wearable garments, buy accessories, and the like. I can remember two of the purchases - a rayon knit beret and a string of red beads. What joy for me! I have loved shopping ever since if it is my money I am spending. During that time there were two delivery services to our homes which children enjoyed - the milk man and the ice man. In our kitchen was an icebox - known now as a refrigerator. It had an ice chest which held an ice cake weighing at least fifty pounds. There was a tube from this to a pan on the floor where the water from the melting ice would run. Next to the ice one could set bottles of milk and other perishables. The lower part under the ice chest would accommodate packages of meat while the whole other side of the icebox had shelves for butter, eggs, and the like. If you needed ice, you placed a card in your window- 25, 50, 75, or 100 lbs. The delivery man would chop off the desired amount, bring it in, and place it in the chest. You paid him and all was well. Since Broadway had no outlet at that time, the delivery man had to service the street and come back to the corner. He would chip off a piece of ice, give it to any children around, and the let us ride up and down the street with him. It was a real treat! If you wrapped the ice in newspaper, it lasted longer and kept your hands warm. sometimes the ice was clear as crystal - shiny and bright: sometimes it was frosty where air bubbles were locked in; but, it was always cooling and pleasant on a hot summer's day. The milk man also gave spice to life. His wagon was pulled by a horse. When I heard his bells jungle, out I would run. If the delivery man was in a good mood, I would be able to go up and down Broadway helping him deliver milk. You set the bottles out on your step - half pints, pints, and quarts. You could leave a note in a bottle for butter, buttermilk, or cottage cheese. Many times the money was left with the note. Some people had chests on the steps. On a cold wintery day the milk would freeze and the cream would pop the cardboard top up! I don't remember the milk man giving us any thing other other than the privilege of riding in the horse-drawn wagon and trusting me to deliver his products. Playing games proved exciting one day. Jim and I were playing "hide and seek". It was his turn to hide; so I hid my eyes, counted a good number, and shouted "Coming, ready or not". No answer. I ran all over the house - up one stairway and down another. No Jim. Finally I called for him, and I heard a muffled "help!" After several exchanges I finally located him. He had crawled into the laundry shoot of the downstairs bath and he was dangerously clinging to a shirt hanging on the back of the bathroom door. I tried to help, but he was too heavy for me to pull up. Screaming for help, I ran for Mom, Julia, and Pat. They all came running encouraging me to be calm. Mother quickly took charge. She sent Julia to the basement with a broom to push Jim upward while she and Pat pulled and tugged until they could lift him safely out. At first it was tears of relief; but then it was tears of laughter! Needless to say the game was over. -18- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/75b491ff1c90df8baf197a51fecaf7f5.jpg 4c3a0b86d169396747964ff41282dc99 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (23) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 19 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Another incident ended in laughter so hard we all cried. Brother "Ike" was manager of the grocery store in Westerville. When peach season came, he always had the job of making certain only good peaches were sold. If a peach had a bruise or had started to spoil, he had to dispose of it. Whenever he sorted the fruit, he would send Mother all the spoiled peaches. she in turn, put all of us to work pealing peaches, removing the spoiled parts and seeds. We cut the good parts into small pieces and put them into huge pots. Dad had carved paddles with long handles for us to stir the peaches as they cooked. One had to stir or the combinations of sugar and cooking peaches would stick on the bottom of the kettle and burn ruining the batch. When the mixture was bubbling rather rapidly it would occasionally pop out on to the floor. One of us would step in it and start sticking to the floor. While the mixture cooked, jars had to be gathered, washed and sterilized. Lids, used over every year, had to be boiled. Those of us working rotated the jobs so we would not get too tired stirring the pots. By evening, however, our energy began to wane. when the last jar was filled, clean-up began. The kettles, the stove, the wooden paddles, and the sticky floor all had to be cleaned. That was hard work but triggered people's sense of humor. One remark led to another until hysterics took over. Needless to say all of us fell into bed that night. The fifth grade was the turning point of my educational life. Dad was "bumped" from his job and forced to move north to a similar job in Centerburg, Ohio. We moved from Westerville to Centerburg, and life for my family and myself was radically changed. Move to Centerburg Life in Centerburg brought new experiences in our family life. Not all the siblings moved to Centerburg. Harry chose to get a room and establish his own abode. He was successfully employed by Kroger and needed to further his independence. Julia did not want to interrupt her school year so it was arranged for her to stay with the Presbyterian minister, Rev. White and his daughters until the school term ended. Robert was not happy with the move and threatened to join the Navy. Instead, he moved back to Westerville, became a butcher for Kroger, and had his own abode. Jim and I entered the classes of Centerburg schools and were very warmly accepted. Since these events were all happening in the early 1930's political influences were touching every family. The Great Depression was upon us. For example, the house into which we moved had belonged to Mr. Smith, a banker who committed suicide when his bank failed. Because Dad had a permanent job he was considered well-to-do and moving into this house supposedly confirmed it. We were accepted into the leading social groups in the village. It was a turning point in my educational life. My grades in school were almost perfect. I was so encouraged that I made every effort to maintain high grades and perform on the piano. Since Mrs. Gammil came to Centerburg, I took lessons from her for awhile. It became evident that her expertise was limited so I was driven to Westerville to resume lessons with Miss Hanawalt. Our neighbors were very interesting people and we all were soon very good friends. Mrs. Greek and her invalid mother lived on one side of us. Although Mrs. Greek was a school teacher, she must have also loved farm life for she kept a cow on the land behind her house. When she milked the cow, she would run the milk through a separator which would separate the cream from the skim milk. She only used the cream and would quite often give the skim milk to us. It never went to waste at our house. -19- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0ce53e143b1e09dcb36146ee3a6df338.jpg bc542ccb7cf1078006050d0f8642d9dd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (24) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 20 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories The Philip family lived on the other side of us. There were two boys near Jim's and my ages. The grandfather, grandmother, and the boys' parents all lived together. They, too, were farmers and the land behind their home and the house we lived in belonged to them. In the midsummer it was a busy exciting time when the threshers came. The huge big steam engines would be started and their noises would fill the air. Several farmers from around the area came with their and wagons to help bring the mowed wheat from the fields to the machines; and, then, be heaped with straw to be stored in the barns or piled in huge haystacks. Jim and I were invited to ride on the wagons. For us it was an adventure and great fun. For the farmers it was hot, arduous work. Even the farmers' wives were involved. While the men worked the fields, the women prepared food for lunch and dinner. What beautiful and bountiful tables! Each woman made her specialty, and no one went hungry. The Sheedys lived across the street, Kathryn and Jack were very friendly. Kathryn was a bit older than Jim, and Jack a bit older than I. Jim and Jack became exceptionally good friends. They improvised a system to contact one another by stringing wires between our houses. They fixed up an old car- they called a speedster because the body was shaped like a bullet. They entered it in the fourth of July parade. Jack played a clarinet and because we both enjoyed music, we spent a lot of time together too. Tragedy struck, and we experienced the worst emotional upheaval in our lives. Just before he was to graduate from the eighth grade, Jack decided to gather some willow sticks to make whistles. He rode his bicycle outside the village to the creek where the willow trees grew. He saw some limbs he wanted and climbed the tree. When he took his knife out and reached to cut the limbs, he slipped and fell. He had not realized the high tension wires running through the branches. When he fell. He was electrocuted immediately. There was little that consoled our neighborhood for many weeks. I spent many afternoons at the cemetery. I wrote a poem concerning Jack. I tried to help Jim cope. He got rid of the speedster and avoided music Jack liked. I am not certain how long it took to accept the situation, but I know we moved to Utica, Ohio, not long afterwards. Our lives changed again quite radically. I became twelve years old while in Centerburg and , again, I was given a birthday party. I honestly cannot remember anyone who came or any presents. I do remember a dress my cousin, Goldie, gave me but nothing else. Four H club became a vital part of my education. I belonged to both a sewing club and a food club. We met weekly at the school. During the summer there was a week of camping at Millwood, Ohio. It was located in farm fields near a river. Tents were pitched, cots were beds, and a cook shack was a crude building. It cost to go, but if you supplied some food stuffs, you were given credit for it. My mother always did a lot of canning so she provided half food and half money so I could go to camp. What a joy it was! I know I was able to go one more summer. During those times I met many interesting people. I remember Richard Bone from one occasion. He an I were table setters. By mistake, we put salt in the sugar bowls one morning at breakfast. Needless to say, we weren't too popular that day. The reason I mention it, Dick was a soldier of the Baatan Death March, and he survived! I have often wondered if he kept his mind on silly incidences such as that to help him through the ordeal. My first major writing experience came during my junior high years in Centerburg. In English class an assignment was made to write a Halloween story. The reward was publication in the local newspaper. It was a memorable occasion when my story was chosen, -20- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1d5c5abec9e337d5d48b903df13af5ce.jpg 29433fd476859d6648a679a7fbef8435 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (25) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 21 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories but, unfortunately, I neither remember the story itself or have a copy of it. When a writers class was formed at Utica during my freshman year in high school, I joined. I was greatly encouraged by the positive comments the teacher made about my work. Poetry became my favorite mode of expression about that time and has remained so ever since. The move to Utica was near disaster for the family. Life was not easy for any of us during the 1930's. While my father always had a job as a telegraph operator for the Pennsylvania Railroad, it was often uncertain where he would be located. Because of this, his sister, Aunt Ett, encouraged him to move to the farm located on a road which was a short-cut from Blacksnake Road to the St. Louisville road just a few miles west of Utica. Glowing rewards were dangled before everyone's eyes. Obstacles remained hidden until reality struck. Walt and Julia moved to the farm first to establish a flock of chickens, a source of milk, a sty for pigs, and any other productive food source. Julia was happy to get away from the immediate family - mother was going through "the change of life" and truly life was definitely challenging. Walt had met a setback in his career - a medical school had not accepted him because of lack of money - not grades. Walt was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. The farm did not help matters much. The weather turned bad - cold, snow, and ice. the brooder house caught fire. The calves got pneumonia and died. The pigs survived and lo - a mother sheep and her lamb showed up in the barnyard. When school was out in the spring the remainder of the family moved to the farm - except for Dad. An apartment was kept in Centerburg so Dad could continue his work. Everyone was busy. There was a huge garden to be plowed, planted , and tended. I recall Mother planted flowers between different beds of vegetables. It made working in the garden pleasant - the odors and the colors added greatly to the tasks. To reward us for our efforts, Mother made root beer, bottled it, and put it down in the well in a burlap sack to age. In late August there was nothing more cooling than a bottle of that root beer. Mother enjoyed raising canaries. Naturally, the chores of cleaning the cages, feeding and watering them became my brother's , sister's, and my jobs. It wouldn't have been so bad except there were several cages and more than one canary in each. Dad made the cages for the most part. He collected twigs, cut, peeled, and made the cage very comfortable for the birds. There they made beautiful music and some actually became pets. Strange, the pleasure Julia and I got from simple things. Often Mother would stay a day or two with Dad in Centerburg, Sis and I would have late night snacks of the forbidden drink - coffee - toast with homemade jelly. How good it tasted! When September rolled around it was time for school. I was to be in the eighth grade. Within two miles of the farm was a one-room school. This was where I was supposed to go, but my father objected. He wanted me to go to the large school in Utica. The school board refused to transport me; so father said he would provide the transportation. Dad gave up the apartment in Centerburg and had Jim, my brother, drive him back and forth to work. Since Dad worked nights, he and Jim would arrive in the morning just in time to get Julia, Jim and me to school on time. All went well for a time. Chestnut hunting, sawing lumber, hauling walnuts, preparing henhouses and barns for winter kept us busy. Then came the snow and the cold temperatures. The car would not start sometimes or the road was so drifted with snow, Jim couldn't get through. Or, if Jim wanted to miss a test, he conveniently slid into a drift. Jim didn't have time to study much so I realized his need for make-up oral tests. He always told me I learned my -21- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2413f85a62af3268b2f3406b996c7988.jpg 194aea8a17fe7dab73d95cb92b161f53 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (26) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 22 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories history by doing his notebooks for him. The strange part is that I did profit form it. I did extremely well on county and state tests for the next three years. Regardless of the interruptions Julia graduated from high school, Jim passed to the senior class, and I became a sophomore. During the summer we joined 4-H clubs and softball teams. We played mostly in pasture fields made into temporary ball fields. I was a catcher. One evening we were playing in a field where cows had grazed that day. I ran to catch a foul ball, caught it, but tripped and sat down in huge pile of cow dung. To make maters worse, I had on my favorite white linen shorts. We won the game though, and after a clean up at a friend's house - Marjorie Mix in St. Lousville - we all went to a movie at Newark, Ohio. Bob Burns and Marie McDonald sang "I like the Wide Open Spaces". My freshman year at Utica High School was probably the reason I later became a teacher. Clarence Ball was the superintendent - and the Latin teacher. Latin I had a handful of college hopefuls in it. Scheduled for the first period in the morning made it very difficult for Mr. Ball to get out of his office and into our class. It did not take long for routine to set in, so I took it upon myself to start the class whenever he couldn't make it. Although he never said anything, my grades reflected his appreciation; and I learned Latin. After learning about Roman life, I built a Roman house for my project. Julia and Jim became interested and helped me with it. The floor coverings Julia created had Greek designs. Mr. Ball was so excited over it that he arranged a dinner at the home of the superintendent of Homer's School to show it and me off. It was a great reward! Talk about Dewey - learn by doing! I remember another very important lesson - logical, scientific, thinking. Mr. Lawyer, our science teacher, insisted upon notebook work emphasizing: 1. state the problem; 2. propose solutions; 3. gather material evidence; 4. test the evidence; 5. draw conclusions. What a teacher! Here was another learning tool for living. Living on the farm gave me my first psychic experiences. While Dad and Julia were aware of this side of life, neither hinted nor gave any indication of it at that time. My most traumatic experience concerned our dogs, Pug and Brinnie. Our family was on the way to Newark and we had left Pug and Brinnie loose in the yard. I suddenly had a mental picture of Binnie lying in the road - dead. Why I did not say anything to anyone about it, I don't know. When we returned home later that evening, there he lay - just as I had pictured. World news was beginning to be a major influence upon our lives. We heard words and names, like Nazi, Jews, Erhart, Lenin, "reds" and other others. One event that shook everyone was the plane crash of Wiley Post and Will Rogers. Newspapers and radios were our chief sources of information. News did not travel very fast for we did not have electricity at the farm. I was also becoming much more conscious of people around me and how they impacted upon me. For example: Harold Law - who was a "stunt" piano player; Florence Dunlap in whose home I was welcome - especially after school; Joan Hite, who introduced me to chunky sweet chocolates; the Daggers, who shared their home and ice cream business with us; the Kovregs, who owned the peat bogs near us; and Jim Wharthen whose woods and sheep were next door. It amazes me now how we take these acquaintances for granted and never really realize the far-reaching effect each has had. Because of the snow at the present time - near blizzard conditions, I am reminded of other winters when such conditions caused serious problems. -32- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/630107f3bca2d40b4a73bb183e5ce391.jpg a6cdeac884f6581b68a2906dffb5d3f1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (27) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 23 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories When brother Jim had a huge paper route in Westerville, it was decided I could take twenty customers in the northend. I was nine years old and considered reliable. For several weeks all went well until winter set in with snow, ice, and bitter cold - 1929-30. The papers always seemed heavier as climatic conditions worsened. One bitter cold day a customer invited me inside to warm myself. It was so comfortable I overstayed and by the time I delivered all the papers, it was nearly dark. When I walked in, Mother and other family members gave me a verbal lashing which I never forgot. I must have frightened all of them very badly. We were living on the farm near Utica when the next snowy episode took place. It was Christmas time and all the family had gathered. Just about the time we sat down to dinner, it began to snow. Since snow was not unusual that year, no one was concerned, Christmas presents, game playing, and eating kept everyone bust. One of the boys went outside. When he came in, everyone listened. Drifting now was everywhere. No one had been down the road. It would soon be dark. A couple of the men took a car to break a path. They were soon stuck. In order to get out they formed a caravan and took shovels, blanket, matches, flashlights, and other emergency items. They were able to get to the main roads in about four hours. Meanwhile back at the house, we had to feed the animals, secure wood for fires, and keep water pumps from freezing. It snowed for nearly three days. No one came down our road because not too far from our house a tree had fallen across the road and no one had had a chance to remove it. After a week the county cleared the road. We had used about all the food in the house. The wood pile was very low. No one could have been happier than we were when Dad and Jim drove into our yard. Another time in Centerburg, there was a terrible ice storm. It had been raining very hard - everything was wet. The temperature dropped dramatically and everything froze. It was beautiful to see but dangerous for the wind rose and started whipping frozen limbs, bushes, wires, and loose items all over. Nearly always there is something funny one remembers. This icy incident occurred to a neighbor. He was known to drink too much; and so on an icy sidewalk, he tried to walk home. He was carrying a paper bucket with oysters in it. He slipped, dropped the bucket, and oysters went everywhere. Imagine a drunk trying to pick oysters off the ice covered sidewalk. Needless to say, our sides hurt from laughter, poor man! Late Sunday afternoons in the summer time was the right time for our family to gather to make ice cream. Since our farm had not yet been wired for electricity, we had to crank our maker by hand. I always thought Mother asked for work because she used a recipe which required cooking. Any cook knows how difficult it is to cook eggs, cream and milk without scorching it! Mother never scorched her pudding! It was always perfect. That's why my brothers never minded cranking the machine. Another thing that puzzled me was chopping the ice and packing it around the metal container. They always used ice cream salt to help the freezing. This blew my mind for all winter I was spreading salt on the icy sidewalks to melt the culprit! Just goes to show you why I took a strange look at ice cream making! At the same time I was a friend of the Daggers who owned and operated the Velvet Ice Cream Co. Years later when someone mentioned making ice cream, I reached for a recipe which did not require cooking. I found it and many years it took the hard work out of the cooking but I have never yet figured out the ice cream salt bit. P.S. If you'd like my recipe, I'll share it. -23- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/726a78e7e9244cb7b01c12a9dd829c8f.jpg c1c6a7281167f6866d645dabb3ea5143 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (28) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 24 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Ice Cream 4 eggs 1 qt. cream 2 1/2 cups sugar 1 1/2 tbsp. vanilla 1 1/2 qt. 1/2 tsp. salt Beat the eggs well until ight and fluffy. Add sugar gradually - about a quarter of a cup at a time, and beat well after each addition. As it becomes so stiff it is hard to beat you may add a little of the milk to make the beating easier. Add remaining ingredients, mix well and pour into freezer. If freezer is not 2/3 full, add more milk to make it so. If you add fresh fruit, omit vanilla. Unless fruit is well sweetened it will freeze harder than the cream. My sister, Julia, and my brother, Jim, were also friends of the Daggers. So it was no mystery when they invited us to help dip ice cream suckers. What fun we had - dipping and licking warm chocolate and ice cream. It is difficult for me to separate Centerburg and Utica experiences for one (Utica) simply interrupted my school life two years - the eighth and ninth grades. Winning letters for participation in sports was a goal nearly every student had. I was no different. So in my freshman year at Utica, I tried out for the girls' baseball team. Miss Mouser and Mr. Pierpoint coached. I decided to try for the catcher's position. To my great surprise I qualified. I beat out the senior who held the spot! We played all the surrounding schools in Licking County. When we played Granville, I played so hard I became overheated. I remember Miss Mouser took me to her home there and cooled me down. I don't remember how many games we won or lost but I remember the thrill of receiving my letter at our spring assembly. The last three years of high school were filled to the brim with activity. I had taken the college course curriculum so all my classes demanded study. Physics, Algebra I, II, and III along with Latin II and all the English-based classes one could take. When I wasn't in class or practicing the piano, I was playing piano for choir, orchestra, and church. I was also a cheerleader so I never missed a game! Roller skating rinks and movie houses filled our fun nights out. It was a real treat to go to The Ole Mill in Utica and roller skate on the second floor. Cool breezes blew through the windows making it a joyful occasion. If not there, I was at a rink at Buckeye Lake. Cousins Walter and Goldie Daughtery had a summer cottage there. I was invited to visit and allowed to skate. In the evenings they would take me to the Crystal Ballroom where all the leading bands would play. It was thrilling to hear the music and watch all the people dancing. Buckeye Lake was a truly fun place with other dance pavilions, carnival booths, and rides. You could skate all afternoon for a quarter. -24- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ec55b71ac11155ebe80aeb4794839945.jpg 3c0a9367b659af00449e42a5e60502c6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (29) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 25 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories BACCALAUREATE CENTERBURG HIGH SCHOOL AUDITORIUM SUNDAY, MAY 21, 1939 Processional.....Gertrude Shipley Invocation.....Rev. Switor, Pastor of Christian Church Piano Solo.....Morning Mood....Jeannette Goff....Grieg Sermon.....Rev. Chapin, Pastor Disciple Church Praise Be To Thee.....Palestrina Come Holy Spirit.....Bach Chapel Choir Benediction.....Rev. Switor Recessional. Audience please remain seated while class marches from Auditorium. COMMENCEMENT CENTERBURG HIGH SCHOOL BAND MONDAY, MAY 22, 1939 Melody.....Huff, High School Concert Band Invocation.....Rev. Suitor, Pastor of Methodist Church Vocal Solo.....Friend.....Richard Doyle.....Davies Salutatory.....Health and Happiness Not Wealth and Power.....Richard McKinney Baritone Solo.....Carnival of Venice.....David Suitor.....Staigers Valedictory.....The Rising Waves.....Jeannette Goff Address.....Dick Smith, Ass't Director of Education Presentation of Class.....Supt. A.R. Liggett Presentation of Diplomas.....L.C. Dove, Pres. of Board of Education Dauntless Overture.....High School Band.....Holmes Benediction.....Rev. Suitor -25- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/274a6b4d9d9ac94cf84176864537435c.jpg 682badf852a4e641d789b22b49ff6607 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (30) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 26 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories I gave the following Valedictory address May 22, 1939. The Rising Waves The mighty ocean rolls; its waves rise to various heights. Far out on the horizon a ship is seen. It is laboring hard against the mighty waves which bear down upon it - almost crushing it beneath their weight. This is the ship of life- such as the ships of which we the graduating class if 1939 - are about to become the commanding captains. Our first voyages have been carefully guided by the capable hands of our parents and teachers. The troubling waves of our childhood and adolescence seldom interfered with our progress before some help was given us. Now, however, our hands are on the wheel. Now we have been launched, where will we anchor? Our crafts are floundering. Will the impending waves of unemployment, the evils of capitalism, organized labor, and the corruption in politics over whelm us? Of course, these waves are not always dangerous, but in times like these they are trying to sink us. In dealing with these impediments we must be most efficient and discreet in our speech and actions. Such waves are not avoided by a panic, or depression, but are overcome by courage, persistence, and common sense. Since we have learned that life does not move forward steadily and continuously like a river but in a series of waves or surges, like the waters of the sea, we have come to realize our ships must be made of strong, durable structure - such as the metal our lessons afforded us and riveted together by unyielding ties of friendship and courtesy. A few years ago, we became suddenly aware of small ripples stirring in a stream. They became restless and began growing moving faster, and rushing out into the large water. Here they met with other ripples and were swept away by a surprising quickness. These small waves were our careers. Tonight they are no longer small. They have risen to a critical height and we are to steer into a channel where this wave will not bring us disaster but carry us upon its crest. After our first wave is conquered, we shall realize that it has fixed in us a determination, a certain steadfastness that cannot be shaken even though the waters be rough and threatening. Our minds are cultured and broad; our hands are capable and strong; and our ships have been reinforced. Thus we are ready and waiting to solve our problems. This surge of unemployment, which is now wrapping the world in strife, can be remarkably changed if only we remember that the guidance of a human hand can not alone smooth the contemptuous swirl, but that the spiritual element is necessary to help solve this immense problem. So it is with all the menaces to democracy. It is fitting that we should pause here and offer our thanks that we are going out into a nation where we have freedom of religion, speech, and press. Here we are not dominated by a powerful captain who knows not the principles of humanity and where justice is the only verdict of crime. Since we are blest by this privilege, it is our duty that we steer cautiously so that the fierce winds and raging waves cannot turn our course. This year our class chose the motto: "Love and happiness not wealth and power." It is especially necessary that we are happy. How high we may ride on the waves of life of what material elements we leave behind us matters little, but it matters a great deal if we are happy. Some people are like pools and rivers - flowing to the sea. We are like rivers - we must flow on. We cannot be caught in a pool. We would be bound and angry and overflow -26- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5380c0332593756de67d7e64c2654932.jpg 91925569f5e959efdc01529f56b747c4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (31) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 27 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories at last in all sorts of wildness and misery. We must keep the channels clear so that nothing may mar our happiness. Classmates: Tonight we are parting at the rivers fork; we are each going a different way, but no matter what course we may choose to follow we can not escape the joys and the sorrows of life. It is now our duty to take up life as adults and make of it as God wills us. Our education has taught the experience of others and now we must use this knowledge in making our way. A fitting close is this stanza from Long fellow's "The Building of a Ship" "Like unto ships far off at sea Outward or homeward are we Before, behind and all around, Floats and swing the horizon bound, Seems at its distant rim the rise And climb the crystal wall of the skies And then again to turn and sink As if we could slide from its outer brim. Ah! It is not the sea It is not the sea that sinks and rises But ourselves That rock and rise With endless and uneasy motion Not touching the very skies Not sinking into the depths of ocean Ah! If our souls but poise or swing Like a compass in its brazen ring Ever level and ever true It is toil and to the task we have to do. We shall sail securely and safely reach The Fortune Isles on whose shining beach The sights we see and the sound we hear Will be those of joy and not of fear!" High school at Centerburg was terrific as I look back upon it now. I was encouraged to do the best I could in everything I undertook. As a result I graduated highest in my class. My parents provided as many outside interests as possible. Trips to Chicago were especially memorable. My brother, Walt, was attending college in Chicago. Pat, his wife, was a teacher at a private boys' school. Both were house parents of a fraternity house. Mother and I visited when vacation time for the fraternity boys came. Soldiers' Field, Rosenthal Museum, the Art Gallery, Navy Pier, and Marshall Fields became household names. I remember seeing inlaid coffee spoons and four hundred dollar dresses at Marshall Fields. In between sight-seeing trips, I read the novel of the time, Gone with the Wind. On a New Year's Eve, Mother, Dad, and I visited Walt and Pat at an apartment to which they had moved. We went into the Loop for the celebration. The Big Apple was the dance of the day. Every other group would be doing it. The crowds were next to riotous. -27- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ad85baa8f6be9efef0492cec35d552a3.jpg 80cfb3fa12a58015e7465b6c172ce7af Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (32) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 28 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories They rocked streetcars nearly overturning them. They did snake dances - pushing and shoving their way along. Merchants had closed the heavy iron guards to protect their huge display windows from flying debris. it was both exhilarating and scary for me, but a great experience. Pittsburgh was another city Mother liked to visit. Uncle Oddie and Aunt Winnie lived in Carnegie; so off we went to visit them. The train trip was often a "sootie" affair, but it never daunted a shopping trip to Gimbel's. Aunt Winnie always brought me a chocolate malt as we finished our day. Julia and I visited them also as our cousins, Charles, Frances, and Danny were fun to be with. Charles and Frances would take us to parties with them. One party was at Josephine Joseph's house. The Josephs were Filipinos. They were friendly, happy people who welcomed us with open arms. Numerous friends of both our cousins and the Josephs were there. We danced, ate, and sang well into the wee hours. On our way home on the train one of the group we had met at the Josephs was the head waiter in the dining car. He invited us to eat. What fun! I shall never forget the soft tone of the gong as he announced lunch in the dining car. Music Music has always been a gratifying , yet frustrating, part of my life. The trouble, I believe now, was my goal. To become an artist was a very high reach, and I never quite made it. The training I had early on was valuable but I really never developed the discipline to help me become an artist. I did not practice as religiously as I needed, and I do not believe I had the innate talent needed. My ear was not developed, and I did not have perfect pitch. Yet, I did manage to achieve a degree of skill above many other voice and piano students. It was never enough to gain artist status. It was enough to permit a great deal of pleasure. I did a few memorable public appearances. During my senior year in high school, the music director, Mr. Henry Sommers entered me into the piano solo competition as well as David Suiter on baritone, the Centerburg choir in choral competition, and a trio - Jean McCalla, Gertrude Shipley and Betty Strawser. At that time I was the accompanist for all of it. The district competition was held at Dennison University. The schedule for the performance was hectic and dashing from building to building was rigorous. Realizing the stress it created on the performers, and especially on me, Mr. Sommers picked me up and and carried me up and down stairways. It paid off for all us of us for we came away with high standings. My rating sent me to Oberlin for state competition. Mother was very proud of this accomplishment and did everything she could to make the performance top-notch. The competition for the contest was Rachmaninoff's "Prelude in C# Minor". The setting was Moscow, Russia, and so Mother made me a black full skirt, a high-necked blouse with full sleeves embroidered with colorful floral scenes on them and a black, shoe-laced bodice. Toeless black patent leather high-heeled shoes which laced up the front similar to the bodice completed the outfit. I remember how very elegant and comfortable the outfit was to wear. When we - Mother, my brother Ike, and I - arrived at the college, I remember the concert piano upon which I was to play. It was huge I had never seen one quite like it. I do not remember the number of contestants, but I was number three at the end of it all. Teachers and friends said it was a good showing, but I was not number one; and I was a bit let down. Nevertheless, I had many invitations to perform in Westerville, Sunbury, and -28- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d4652de489be7c958f8aafa0eaa229cd.jpg 71be850ddb84bcf2589fd9b20a2648a2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (33) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 29 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Centerburg. The Ted Mack Show in Chicago was popular then, and my brother, Ike, entered me as a contestant. What an experience! Dad secured a pass for me so Mother and I took the train to the "windy" city. The radio station was on the nineteenth floor of the Merchandise Mart, located downtown on the river. Naturally, i was a bit nervous but managed to play well. Again, I was not to be the winner! A 75 year old lady who sang "Shout down My Rainbarrel" walked off with the prize. Nevertheless, I had appeared on a national radio hook- up and that was rewarding. Out of it came a correspondence with Jack Bishop, a young man from Troy, Ohio, for 2 or 3 years. We never met, and I have often wondered what happened to him. When I graduated from high school, I was given a scholarship for music by Capital; University. Unfortunately, my family was not in a financial situation to accept this offer. Uncle Charlie Geiselman had passed away just before my graduation and that had ended my chances of going to Cincinnati Conservatory of Music. He had left me enough money to attend Ohio State for one year, but court settlement did not come until a year later. My music career was stalled and never resumed the momentum it had had. Yet, teaching was an outlet for participation in musical activities. I found church also was a avenue of musical enjoyment. I sang in the church choir and led the youth choir for a time. I later became the church organist. Two outstanding programs I remember with emotion were: a memorial for John F Kennedy when he was assassinated; and, one Easter service when Ed Hoke lead the choir in the Hallelujah Chorus. At one time we had a Community Choir, and I played for a cantata presented by it. It was led by the pastor's wife, Mrs. Bell, who had her lovely grand piano moved to the high school auditorium for the performance. It was an outstanding concert for a group of volunteer church choir members. The only other public appearances included accompanying the minstrel shows the local Lion's Club produced. When I did not accompany, Louise Breece did, and then I would sing to Harold who was an end man. I sang "I Wed Three Hundred Pounds" - which, of course, was the truth. It proved to go over very well. The second night of the performance, the men wired Harold's chair, but I did not know. I was supposed to sit on his lap, but he wouldn't permit it. What a disappointment to the other guys, but he and I were saved from the "shock" of our lives. Sometimes now I play for club groups; but, again, I do not practice and I won't play without it. I sometimes enjoy just "playing around" for my own amusement. Freshman Year in the Dorm When Uncle Charlie Geiselman died in the spring before I graduated from high school in May, I knew my dream of attending a conservatory of music was gone. Reality set in when I learned the amount he had left me in his will would scarcely pay for my first year in Ohio State University. I had to forego the scholarship from Capital University also. There just wasn't enough money. It was equally demoralizing to find the courts took a year to settle Uncle Charlie's estate, and so I could not enter any college until September, 1940. Needless to say that year was difficult for me. Miss Hanawalt tried her best to keep my interest in piano work as high as possible. I even took up violin lessons - disaster, however, for my left handedness put a tremendous block in my way. I tried working during that year. Ma and Pa Wilson had a restaurant in Centerburg so -29- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d1f455762ba462e89240e35e1f2aa260.jpg faf90dcb12cd308969f37ab88a81ec94 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (34) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 30 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories I asked for a job. I reported one week but my father said he would not permit me to become a waitress. Next, Dr. Bender hired me as a dental assistant. That was a real learning experience in many ways. First, I learned to ride at 100 miles an hour in his Cadillac as we flew to Mt. Vernon to his office. He used gas to put people to sleep while he removed their teeth, I was petrified one day when he nearly lost one man. He sent me scurrying for hot tea at the bar downstairs under the office. Fortunately, the man recovered and the tea did help. Doc also liked the Elks Club and delighted in taking me there to eat while he imbibed. I truly learned much from those episodes, too. Socially I dated a number of local guys, but I wasn't ready for a lasting commitment to any of them. They were leaving daily for the armed forces so I promised to write - and I did. Finally, September came and off to Columbus I went, My assigned roommate had not arrived so I checked with another Centerburg girl, Jean Long, who had no roommate yet. A very unusual thing happened. The head lady of the dorms, Mrs. Emma Prout, turned out to be a girlfriend of my mother's when they both lived in Dresden, Ohio. The two were very excited in meeting each other after so many years. Of course, it made Jean's and my problem easily solved. Jean and I had a lovely room in Oxley Hall and settled into our new surroundings quickly and easily. Mother was relieved to know I would be well supervised, and Father thoroughly enjoyed the all-girl dorm setting. My freshman year was filled with activities I shall never for get! There were dinner exchanges with men's dorms - the Stadium Club for example. Three of us triple dated fellows from there. We attended basketball games held at the Fairgrounds Coliseum for there was not St. John's Arena then. Saturday evenings were spent at the Ratskellar, or, if money permitted at the Catacombs downtown Columbus. Sunday evening found us at the Purple Cow, a popular hamburger restaurant also downtown. We rode the streetcar from 11th and Neil. Because I was a music student, I was required to attend concerts at Memorial Hall on Broad Street (now COSI). what wonderful performances - Rachmaninoff, Stern, various symphonies, Iturbi and his sister, the Russian Cossacks and many others. The dances on campus were thrilling, too, especially the Military Ball in the spring, R.O.T.C. put it on and the highest officers in Ohio were present as was the Governor of the State. Count Bassie and other great dance orchestra leaders played for the events. The OSU Marching Band held wonderful dances, too, and I was fortunate to be asked to these also. Fort Hayes Hotel was a favorite place for these. My partner and I cleared the dance floor doing the waltz! Studying at the libraries was necessary at any hour, so we also had library dates especially at night so we never walked back to the dorms alone. It paid off though for all of us made the dean's list. Unfortunately for me my father became extremely ill and after thirty-four years he had to retire. My dorm life ended when school was out that spring. The War Years and Dad's Illness Life for most Americans was changed and/or was greatly influenced by the events taking place in Europe. Hitler unleashed his fury in 1939, and the atrocities grew more threatening every day. Although the United States tried to stay out of the conflict, the so- called "surprise" attack on Pearl Harbor by Japan opened the doors to all out world war. -30- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/133315e56617f48f4346369b00a9e732.jpg 2804bee5e919b042e27b41554b47e7ff Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (35) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 31 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Julia and Kendall were the first of our immediate family to be directly affected. Ken had been commissioned a second lieutenant because of his R. O. T. C. training at Ohio State University. He was called up prior to the attack and when war was declared it was only a few months until he was sent overseas. Their daughter, Karen was only three months old when he left from Indiantown Gap, Pennsylvania. Julia, Karen, and I were there. It was a heart- breaking scene when we parted. It proved to be a a very difficult separation. To ease our pain, Julia and I went shopping before heading home. I will never forget the beautiful clothes we found. she found a gorgeous black velvet dress trimmed in white lace. Then we visited the village of Hersey, PA. It was so clean and attractive it left a better 'taste in our mouth' than Indiantown Gap. On the way home, Julia let me drive for a ways, I had never driven before and did not learn to do so until after I was married. I guess I really scared myself so badly I had no desire to drive for years. It was not long before Jim decided he would join the Navy. Off he went to the Great Lakes Naval Station in Chicago. This was difficult for Mother for Dad's health had truly deteriorated. He had become dependent upon Mother. The other family members helped whenever possible. It was necessary to prepare food to be be pumped into Dad's stomach. His esophagus had closed at the top of his stomach. Often I accompanied Dad to white Cross and University Hospitals for his so-called treatments. The last treatment, before an operation, was so severe that his hair turned gray. In later months some color returned. Since Pat, Walt's wife, inherited her mother's house on East Cherry Street, she needed someone to live in it who would take care of it. Pat and Walt now lived in Dunbar, West Virginia, where he had his doctor's office and large practice. Mother agreed to move from Centerburg to Sunbury, Bob, Harry, and Walt arranged the move. When Julia and I returned home from Pennsylvania, Mother had moved. It was quite a shock for we had not been informed. Nothing seemed to daunt us too much during those years so this was just another incident to be experienced. Julia delivered me to Sunbury, and she went to Centerburg to Kendell's parents. The Sophomore Year at OSU Julia was determined that I not interrupt college. She decided to take an apartment on summit Street so I would have a place to live. The tree of us - Julia, Baby Karen, and I - had truly "rough" experience there. 1942-43 was a cold, difficult year with was regulations enforced to the hilt. "Black outs" were practiced with wardens checking every house and apartment for black curtains, lights out, and barring smoking anywhere outdoors. On memorable experience concerned scarce food items. A lack of meat, cigarettes, and women's hosiery cause long line to form quickly out side any store advertising an available shipment. Meatless dinners were common: so one day I stood in line to get a pound of hamburger. When Julia tried to cook it, she could not get it right. We discovered when we bit into a patty, it was red inside and tough to chew. We discovered - after showing and discussing it with friends - I had purchased horse meat. I had an 8:00 A.M. class at University Hall. the walk from 13th and Summit was challenging, but I don't recall ever missing a class regardless of rain, sleet, or snow. I never cut a class until many year later under other circumstances. -31- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7a8b0b7272992044e7b83137ab77cb00.jpg 730afda7e9fe7da7b0c3cec63202375d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (36) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 32 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories At Harry and Marg's House The apartment on summit Street proved very difficult for Julia. When Harry and Marg dropped in for a visit and found Julia and Karen ill, they suggested we moved in with them on Logan Avenue in Westerville. The move was made relatively easily, but it complicated my situation. I needed transportation. Money was scarce, and my future looked bleak. But, one must always keep the faith that all will work out: and it did. Harry paid my tuition (around fifty dollars); I lived with Harry, Marg, Julia and Karen so I had shelter and food. Either Julia or Harry gave me $2.00 a week for transportation and lunch. I cannot remember who financed books and extra bus transportation, but I am certain Harry, Julia, and possibly Mom, did not let me miss anything. Several people from Westerville commuted to Ohio State University, and I was fortunate to get a ride with Hoffs, Helen and her brother, Betty Snyder and Carl Fitsche, and the charge was only $1.00 per week. I usually skipped lunch especially since I had met Jay McKinley, a former schoolmate in elementary school. He was employed by the Pennsylvania Railroad and made good money. He loved to dance, and we did not miss many dances either on campus or in Westerville and Columbus. Also, because he worked from the Columbus terminal and his hours were night runs, he would meet me after early morning classes and have brunch. December 7, 1941, I was singing in the annual concert, "The Messiah" given by the music department. Members of my family and Jay attended. The first half of the concert lacked spirit and had errors in performance. Mr. Dereck was really disgusted with us. After intermission Dereck came back to the podium and one could sense a change in his demeanor. It was "catching"! We all responded and during the Hallelujah Chorus, there were few dry eyes. Tears were streaming down my face, and I know I sang like never before. When we were able to sit down, he told us what had happened. Pearl Harbor had been attacked. Disbelief, shock, and near panic gripped everyone. The huge crowd that had filled the gymnasium silently file out. Needless to say, it changed nearly everyone's life. In February of "42 Jay and I became engaged. We picked out our rings at Argo and Lehne's in downtown Columbus. He knew he would be joining the Navy and leaving soon for Connecticut. It all happened so fast in the following months that I do not recall when the "Dear Jane" letter came and suddenly Jay was married to some woman he had met in Connecticut. (Incidentally, this was the first in five marriages during his lifetime.) I have never seen Jay again, and I never gave his ring back. Mary had the diamonds reset along with her great-grandmother's diamonds. She still has it. During '42 and '43, I continued to stay with Harry and Marg and attend Ohio State. Naturally, I met many soldiers as most of the girls at OSU volunteered at Fort Hayes for various reasons, and I did too. Frank Travella and I became good friends. Julia liked him and gave a party at Harry's for him and several friends. It was a nice affair. By this time my education had progressed to a point where university people felt I could go out to teach. Teachers were badly needed by now since the war had taken great numbers of them. I was invited to meet with the Waldo School board members to interview for an English teacher position. Whether they liked me or were desperate for a teacher, I really don't know but they hired. cheaply - $900.00 for the year. This proved good and bad news. I still needed to finish my degree and I had to find some place to stay as I had no transportation. Julia took me to Waldo to look for a place to stay. We went from one lead to another -32- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/86b0a0745ceb0adca12d8a735ee37441.jpg 1a8a50c979a56087ae3ad51cf01a5ade Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (37) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 33 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories and no luck. Finally, Julia needed gasoline and she stopped at a station. Then the car wouldn't start. Raymond Burnoskey came out of the garage to check it out. We told him of our plight. He not only fixed the car, he told us to go see his wife, Helen. They had an extra room and maybe she would rent it. The renting of the room and breakfast cost me $4.00. a week. Thus began a long and wonderful friendship. They became Mary's godparents. Here was where my psychic experience kicked in again. One night I suddenly awoke and it was if someone was reading my fortune. The voice said "You will meet the person you will marry here." I went back to sleep but upon awakening, I remembered the incident. It wasn't long after that I met Harold. I was busy trying to stage the junior class play, Jay Klingel was the leading man so naturally we were working very hard together. One night after a difficult time, he asked me if I was having any fun, any social life, and I said no, I had no time for it since school started. He replied he was going to introduce me to his cousin who he was certain would add some fun to my life. Before the next rehearsal, there was Jay and his cousin sitting in the neatest black coupe in town. Meeting Harold After introductions Jay discreetly left and Harold ask f he could take me home after play practice. When it was over, there he was. I must say we took the the "long way" home. I was introduced to Marion, Ohio, with its many industries and railroad tracks! Little things, events, and situations sometimes catapult to big one. For example, Miss Hamilton, a home economics teacher, and I ate evening meals with Harold's Aunt Ruth - Jay's mother. One evening after dinner when Louie, Jay's brother on leave from the Army, was there, Harold came in on the pretense of seeing Louie. Miss Hamilton was about to leave saying she had to wash her hair. Aunt Ruth suggested she wash it in her kitchen for she had rain water to rinse it. Miss Hamilton agreed and Harold offered to help by handling the bucket of rain water for her Wow! Was I furious! Why, I did not realize until afterwards - I was really jealous. My psychic kicked in again. Teachers worked at ball games. It was a Friday night game at Waldo and I was ticket seller. The game had begun. all was quiet at the counter. I heard a noise and looked up to see this big good looking, neatly dressed guy coming up the stairs. My heart did a couple flip-flops as I realized it was "Tiny" as he was called by the guys. It wasn't too long after that we made a trip to Centerburg to the jewelers. On February 29, 1944, we became engaged. I refused an engagement ring - I still had one and didn't want it either. Mother wore it until she died; then, Mary received it. In March of '44 one of the worst snows of the winter hit. Schools were closed and nearly every movement was shut down - not Harold! He was at his grandmother's house where I was now staying because Burnoskey's needed the bedroom for her mother. What plans did I have for the day Harold asked. I had planned to go to OSU in Columbus to sign up for my spring and summer classes. I wanted to finish my degree. But I was stranded - no bus service today. Needless to say, Harold fixed that. Off we went through drift after drift and arrived at OSU where I successfully signed up. Out of the $900.00 salary I had saved enough money to pay for my tuition, books and necessary item. I told Harold there was not money for a big wedding. Again, Harold came -33- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a8f83b85d07cd3830a20760f22cea484.jpg 9fc10485dbb5db29a86d72c7aea0767b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (38) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 34 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories to the rescue. He said, "Spend your money on the wedding. I'll pay all the college expenses." I did and he did, and for more rewarding results, neither could ask. The Wedding What is so rare as a day in June? June 4, 1944 was a rare day for me. Harold and I had chosen that day, Sunday, for our wedding to occur. I awoke when my sister Julia came into the room - I was living with Mother on East Cherry Street. Everyone thought it was time to get the events of the day started. There was a tinge of excitement in the air. Mother and Julia had planned the events: and as usual, they were happening much as planned. There was one near disaster. When the cake was delivered, the top layer had slide off and down the side of the next layer. (it was very warm that day and a caterer had used the trunk of his car as a delivery unit.) Mom and Julia put their talents to work and quickly replaced and redecorated the smeared parts. The driver was indeed grateful. He said all the way he had listened for the bell tinkling on the top layer - all had been well until just before he hit Sunbury limits. As time approached the wedding party started to arrive. All the guys went next door (the east side double) where Mildred Garlinghouse was living and had graciously offered to host them. Since nearly all the attendants were relatives, the gals were already at Mom's. Margaret Warner and her sister, Garnet Edwards operated a hair salon right next to Root's Department Store. For six weeks before the wedding I had had appointments to do my hair, have facials, and have my nails fixed. On the day of the wedding, Garnet came and did all the ladies hair. photo - left to right: Gablers (neighbors) My dad and mother, Jeannette, Harold, Harold's mother and father, Grandmother Klinger -34- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/63b485207b405f7123b835a9043a5e1a.jpg 445f14eff57366acb71f2a70921ba25c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (39) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 35 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories My mother had made all the dresses - my gown, the three bridesmaids, and the little girls, Patty and Karen. There were 36 covered buttons down the back of each gown. What a sight it was to see the bridesmaids lined up behind each other buttoning the dresses. The flowers arrived from Snyders in Centerburg. It was war time, and we tried not to overdo because of it. When ordering the flowers, I had expressed a desire for orchids: but I agreed that was to much under the circumstances. How excited I was when my bouquet- made of white roses and white gardenias - was centered with the most beautiful white orchid I had ever seen. It was gift from the florist, and it was removable so I could wear it on my going-away outfit. When Harold's parents arrived, I was just coming down the stairway, ready to go to the church. When they saw me, they started to cry. I could not imagine why. Nor, could Harold; but we both were moved by their tears throughout the wedding ceremony. photo of Jeannette and Harold leaving the church Julia Hewett and Harry Copeland Vonda Curren and J. C. Klinger photo of Mrs. Robert Goff, Miss Vonda Curren, Mrs Kendall Hewett, Jeanette and Harold, Mr. Harry Copeland, Jr., J. C. Klinger, Mr. Robert Goff -35- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bb90438d80829291121d340276e299c0.jpg c8bd11d4bff7160a003cfcadf5090d77 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (40) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 36 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories A funny thing happened on the way to the church. From the double, the parsonage and then the church proved to be such a short distance that we all chose to walk. When I went out the front door, I looked up and all my neighbors' porches were filled with people! Until than, I was not aware that Sunbury people were interested for I really had not been home very much with college and teaching keeping me busy. Mary Morris told me she remembers it! Harold had said when I turned the corner of the aisle to proceed to the altar, he would wink at me. He did! I caught my breath and could not release the catch. My brother Walt, the doctor had taken my father's place as Dad was too ill to participate. He whispered - loud enough for everyone to hear - "For Christ's sake, breathe!" A merry titter rippled through the church. After that, everything was happy and funny. Mrs. Mabel Gammill - my music teacher here in Sunbury - was amused by my nervous buns shaking up and down under my satin gown. The music was furnished by Martha and Bob Rice. Martha taught at Waldo. Bob sang beautifully - "Oh Promise Me", "I Love You Truly", "Why Do I Love You" and more. The wedding marches were majestically rendered by Martha on the organ. The reception was at the house, and Mother was in her best form hostess while Julia really enjoyed herself circulating among the guests and making everyone comfortable. Yet, there is always a slipup of something. This time when the cake cutting time came, no one remembered to light the candles, And. there was a special candelabra on the buffet which a dear missionary friend of Walt and Pat, Illa Grindell, loaned to us for this special occasion. Changing clothes to get away was a task. Everything needed changing; matching lingerie was a must, of course. In the process, people kept knocking on my door. I got half the underwear on; but when my brother wanted in, I slipped the pretty blue panties under the bed pillow for a moment while he was there. The moment grew longer, and my memory shorter. They were forgotten. I haven't lived that down yet. Pictures took time, but time well spent as I look at them now, some fifty years later. Member of the bridal party were: Julia Hewett, my sister, matron of honor: bridesmaids, Vonda Opal Curren, Harold's sister, and Martha Goff, wife of my brother Robert: Sonny Copeland, Harold's best friend, best man; ushers, J. C. Klingel, a first cousin of Harold, and Robert, my brother. Dr. Walter B. Goff was my father's substitute and my brother. Hostesses were Patricia Evelyn Goff, Walt's wife, and Josephine Joseph, a Filipino friend from Pittsburgh. Gifts for the bridesmaids were gold crosses on chains. The bride was given a pearl necklace with earrings to match. Oberholtzer Jewelry in Centerburg engraved the rings as well. Honeymoon and Summer School When we finally slipped away from the reception, we headed out old Rt. 3 and to the church on Centerburg road. We again had our picture taken and then took off toward the north. Harold had not told me where we were going. Earlier he had sent his sister down to my house with sports outfits to prepare me for outdoor activities. I took advantage of the offer! Now, however, as we sped along I was so weary from the day's experiences, I fell asleep. Upon awakening I discovered we were in Adrian , Michigan, at a lovely hotel. Our lives became as one and lasted until death did us part thirty-two years and eight months later. -36- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a307907f3c0bed24e0de00da2d3a63fb.jpg 82d2155f116b26229666ecbca47b7ba9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (41) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 37 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories The next day we drove out to a resort, named appropriately Trail's End, rented a cabin on Devil's lake and engaged in Harold's favorite past-time, fishing. For nearly seventeen years this became our vacation goal. A trip or two a year to Curtis , Michigan, became the habit. Often our parents, his aunts and uncles, Julia and Ken, or friends - like Bernard and Jane Myers at Indian lake - would add to the fun and fishing. On June 6, 1944 about five o'clock in the morning, I awoke and felt very hungry. Harold prepared a delicious breakfast and while eating we turned on the radio. To our utter surprise we picked up transmissions of D-Day and for several hours were practically glued to that broadcast. Battle noises in the background, competent stern voices issuing orders, excited journalists voicing emotional responses. Needless to say, we did not party much that day! Our own happiness dimmed in the light of this event. One other morning - quite early, there was a persistent knocking sound. It kept up until I asked Harold to answer the door. He listened for a moment and then started laughing. I was wearing my feelings on my sleeve about this time so I did not appreciate his sense of humor that early in the morning and the loud knocking. He invited me to look out the window. There on a telephone pole close-by was the largest woodpecker I had ever seen. Soon, I, too was laughing. The joke was on me! Cpl. S. T. Oswionski - Ossi and Dolores - was a soldier on his honeymoon. They had a cottage across the street from us but they had no car. We noted that and Harold offered to take them anywhere they needed or wanted to go. (His company, the Eastman Trucking Company , had given him gasoline stamps for a wedding present! Who better to share them with than a soldier!!) Needless to say we became good friends and the next few day were great; but all things have an ending and it was time to return home. I recall stopping at book shop and with my last dollars purchasing a book of poetry. The Belling It stared out to be a quiet, warm Friday evening. I had returned to Waldo from Ohio State and Tiny had arrived home in time for the evening meal. We both had a gut feeling something was going to happen this night. And it did! We heard the drone of motorcycles in the distance. The sounds grew louder and soon about a dozen Harley Davidsons came into the front yard. The Marion Motorcycle Club-- of which Tiny was a very active member -- invited us to ride with them to the clubhouse in Marion. Tiny agreed if could lead the way. Naturally that was what they wanted; but what they got was a surprise. They had tied tin cans on the back of our bike. While they rattled and clanged as we rode, they also stirred up a terrible dust on the roads Tiny chose to take. When we arrived at the club house, most of them were covered with dust and some hacking and sneezing! Some were a bit out-of-sorts. Once we entered the clubhouse, the mood changed. The girls had prepared a real party atmosphere with all the trimming. They presented us with a beautiful blue satin blanket. We spent the better part of the evening there. The gang escorted us back to Waldo on paved roads. In the meantime, word had spread throughout Waldo of what was happening. When we arrived at the house, carloads of people had gathered, I was amazed. Tiny was tickled. He and his parents brought out cans of pop, cigars, and candy bars. It was then I realized I could not return to Waldo High to teach, for there were my students, juniors and sophomores, lighting up cigars. I could see discipline going right out the window of every class room. After all the goodies disappeared and the laughter and joking had subsided, the gang -37- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/330bb719ac05c7c753dd53c6d37d04c8.jpg 892513320d8fac9acc1667b8aadac664 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (42) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 38 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories began to wish us much happiness and to leave. Needless to say, Tiny and I felt warmly accepted into the community life in Waldo. Because I was scheduled for summer school we had decided to live with Harold's folks. That did not prove to be the best choice. First, upon our return I became ill with the flu. Then, commuting by bus from Columbus to Marion was time consuming and emotionally upsetting. I rented a room in Columbus and limited my trips home. We also rented an apartment in Marion. Thinking I should not go back to Waldo to teach, I applied for a job in Marion. Dr. E.E. Holt who later became Ohio superintendent of schools, hired me to teach at Vernon Junior High: social studies, English, and dramatics. While still a student, I held a full-time job. In order to credit me with student teaching my advisor, Dr. Landsettle, came to Marion to supervise me. Since he did not know Marion and we had no cafeteria at school, I invited him to lunch with us at noon. Harold had been to Columbus and stopped at the market for black bread and trail bologna. With soup and fruit, we all enjoyed lunch. Dr. Lansettle said he was delighted as his wife would not let him bring black bread and bologna home, and he loved it. The reader will have no trouble knowing the grade I received!! Moving from Harold's folK's house had been a traumatic event. It was quite a while before they came to visit. We invited them for dinner and thought we had planned a good dinner. When they brought a casserole and several other items - just to be certain we had enough. We entertained a lot that year. Harold's cousin, Richard Curren was in the army. He came home on leave so we had him and his bride, Elizabeth, over for dinner and an evening of fun. My brother, Jim, was given a leave from the South Pacific. Julia, Karen, and Jim came for overnight. (Jim had flight nerves - he was a navigator on a P-B-Y and had been shot down over Siapan.) Harold added to his problem by taking him for a ride on the Harley Davidson motorcycle. Snow, that year, was several feet deep, so the ride turned out to be exciting to say the least. That night none of us could sleep. We got up around four o'clock and fixed steaks and salad. Harold started use the salt shaker which had a hole in it. Of course it spilled and angered him. The kitchen window was up- just enough- and he threw the shaker out the window. Since we were on the second floor, the shaker fell in the deep snow below and I never found it until late spring. Christmas in the apartment was memorable. Money was scarce. The trucking business suffered from the weather conditions. So we were limited in our celebration. I wanted a tree though so we bought that. Decorations were another thing. I decided to have one set of bulbs, one box of ornament and cover all with angel hair - a filmy, web-like material that could be stretched to cover the entire tree. It proved attractive and satisfying. Naturally, I wrapped one of our wedding gift white sheets around the base. All seemed well. When I dismantled the decoration, I tossed the white sheet in with our white clothes - T-shirts, panties, slips and the like. The first time Harold put on fresh clothing, he started to itch. No matter how he scratched or what powder or lotion he used, nothing helped. I experienced the same malady. Our thoughts included school lice, bed bugs and everything except the angel hair! Angel hair was made from the newly released product nylon. The fibers had gotten in the sheet and when I washed it, it also got into our clothing. It took several washing to rid ourselves of those fibers! During this time I had been finishing my college requirements. I graduated just before -38- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/795fa6408398ad684de23fcca37ad02f.jpg 413072bab0ae2e8114cb498dd156a8df Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (43) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 39 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Christmas. the graduation was held in the old University Hall and a reception was held at the president's home. Mom and I went to the reception but did not stay long as Harold and Jim were waiting in the car in the cold. Harold gave me a lovely birthstone ring for graduation. Katherine and Ernest Eastman had three children - two boys, Bruce and Dwayne and a girl, Diane. Unfortunately Diane had been born with a physical defect which confined her to her home. She was exceptionally brilliant as was Dwayne. Dwayne was a senior in high school, looking forward to college and diplomatic school in Washington, D. C. He had already developed social graces beyond his years. He was artistic and deeply moved by good music. Opera was one of his loves. As I had always wanted to see an opera, Harold offered to buy the tickets, the flowers, provide the hotel, and transport us to the opera in Cleveland, but he would not attend. Carolyn Self, our landlady's granddaughter, was also an opera lover; so off we all went to Verdi's Aida in Cleveland. It was an outstanding performance all around. We came home thrilled and satisfied. How very glad I have been ever since for the fates of both Carolyn and Dwayne were devastating. A year or two later Dwayne became ill with balbar paralysis and died at Children's Hospital within ten days. Just three later, after Carolyn had been married only a few months, she suffered a fatal disease. About this time the trucking business was losing money and Harold was beginning to feel ill. Bob, Martha, and Julia had a small restaurant in Sunbury, Ohio. Martha discovered she was pregnant. She and Bob wanted out of the business. Julia was worried about someone to help. Harold and I decided to buy in. After school was out in June, we moved in with my mother and dad, and became partners in a restaurant. The Year of the Restaurant The winter of 1944 had been a cold snowy, difficult one for Harold and the Eastman Trucking Company. It had set him back financially and physically. When spring arrived, my brother Bob discovered his wife Martha was pregnant. My sister Julia was in a panic. Bob and Julia ran a small restaurant in Sunbury. What was she to do? There was not way she could carry on alone. Her husband, Captain Kendell Hewett, was still overseas. She and daughter lived with Mother in the Patrick house on East Cherry Street. Julia decided to visit Harold and me at our apartment in Marion. She told us of her dilemma, and we listened sympathetically. How could we help? She needed a partner to buy out Bob's share. After deliberating at length, Harold offered to talk to Bob. In June, after my school term, was over, Harold and I moved our few possessions to Sunbury. You would have thought the transition was simple, but it was not. No one would rent to us. Harold was a 4F - that meant he was physically unfit to serve in the armed forces. No one seemed to care that he was an active Civil Defense patrolman, on call 24 hours a day, 365 days a year. In desperation , we moved in with Mother. It wasn't long before Hosea Hopkins heard of our problem. He appeared at the restaurant Photo of Hopkins House -39- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/351086d6e9b4f7f60a9e32ac2d05dd93.jpg 6cfd78efb9e01598efb5dedd1a86004b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (44) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 40 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories one day and told us he had a large room at the Hopkins House and we were more than welcome to rent. We would have to share a bathroom with all his other roomers; but he, in turn, would encourage them to eat at the restaurant. It proved a convenient arrangement. Rising at five-thirty in the morning and arriving at the restaurant at six became routine. Coffee, donuts, toast, cereal, bacon, ham, eggs and other breakfast orders kept us busy until ten. Then it was gear up for lunch. Some preparations has been done the evening before. One was potato peeling. The potatoes were kept in the basement. Every evening Harold and I would put cold water in a ten gallon can and go to the basement to peel the "spuds". As we worked we could feel the presence of "eyes" - not those of the potatoes, either. They were the eyes of rats. I refused to help if something wasn't done. Harold was reared with guns. He was a crack shot, and so, he took his pistol with us and soon the problem grew less and less threatening. In the meantime, we had an extermination company come and take care of not only rats but cockroaches, ants, flies and any other unwanted pests. It was also my first serious cooking. Harold was the real cook, so through him and various cookbooks, I learned to prepare rather tasty meals. Shepards' Pie rescued leftovers from the many beef and pork dinners. Rationing was imposed on all citizens during the war. Restaurants were no exceptions. Our sugar supply was dwindling fast. Harold decided we would have to face the ration board for additional supplies. The next day, dressed in bib overalls and with uncombed hair, Harold appeared. He was on his way to the ration board, and he really could not have looked more like a hayseed if he had been born one. His plea to the board must have matched his looks for he came back with everything we needed - sugar stamps, meat coupons, and needed canned food. From that time on, we did not run short of anything rationed. Nestles did not have a lunchroom at this time, so many of the workers came for lunch. The school did not have a cafeteria either, so we had students whose desire for French fries, hot dogs, hamburgers never ended. Luckily, Harold was one-man kitchen attendant. Betty Walker, Mary Compton and I waited upon them as quickly as possible so no one would be late to either place. By one o'clock all was quiet. Cleanup took another hour or two. Around three I was free to nap or whatever for an hour. From five o'clock to seven we served dinners. Then, cleanup of not only dishes, pots and pans, but tables, counters and floors. By nine o'clock we could peel potatoes again. Lots of interesting people became our customers. Among them were: "Red" Blaine always ate eggs. It got so Betty would cackle rather than call for eggs. Buzz Stemen frequented us and was really disgusted with his teeth - they wouldn't stay in. Margaret Nauman loved her coffee and seldom missed coming in. When her baby was born, all of us chipped in and bought a layette for little Charles. The Ray Carters often ate with us. Charles and Rheta Reese were Nestle lunch persons. Dr. Williamson and the McDonald girl, his helper, also come to lunch. The Rowlands and the Burnsides, tired from the store, often ate at our place. Miss Eleanor Whitney often brought a friend and had ice cream and/or pie. A frequent visitor was "Butch" the meat cutter for the Red and White Store. Pie was a big item at our restaurant. Mother made them every morning. Favorites -40- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ccf5de3da6ac92d1fb3bdb23b20bc2a0.jpg 01ebada72d15c180d79173ecafcff592 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (45) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 41 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories was lemon and banana cream. She made at least ten pies, and we seldom had any for ourselves. "Butch" always reminded me of a jolly London butler. He was great fun, encouraged us in our efforts, and was a good friend. The restaurant was a great experience for me. I learned to cook, greet people and dress the show window; but what hard work it was! There were fun times, too. One time we hosted a special party. Mr. & Mrs. Ernie Burnsides and Bea and Charles Rowland ran the Red and White Store on the corner of Vernon and Cherry Streets. Mrs. Burnsides' birthday was coming, and we were asked if we would have dinner for all of them after we closed. but was a real challenge for me, but I even baked a birthday cake! Everyone enjoyed the evening. Another time Julia and I had a Euchre party. It started as a sisters' party. Guests included Mary Ellen Layman and her twin, Louise Hoover Leach, Jane Myers and her sister, Ethel Fletcher, Vera Paul and Bea Compton. We all dressed as hoboes. Later the club was kept alive and to this day a club exists for one another euchre groups combined. Great entertainment was and is enjoyed by Vera Paul, Jessie Sims, Betty Guidotti, Carol Cook, Ellen Stemen, Iva Hartley, Rheta Reese, Genevieve Beaver, Grace Beaver, Betty Forman, Evelyn Roof, Etta Main, Bebe Conant, Louise Grandiminico, Monica Kuhn, Ruthanne Fling, Ruby Nettlehorst and JoEllen Elfrink and others. Various events over which Harold and I had no control ended the restaurant venture. The war ended. Kendall came home, and Julia became pregnant. We bought her share and now owned the whole thing. My brother Walter and his wife Evelyn owned the building. They decided to sell it to Louise Sheets who rented the other side of it. For a while we tried to find a place to open again, but there always seemed to be a hitch of some kind we couldn't overcome. By April of '46 we were in need of jobs. I was offered the position of English teacher at Sunbury High School as Mrs. Searles was pregnant. Harold became the village marshal. Needless to say, our lives were opened to many new adventures. The employees of the village worked together to keep the services to the citizens supplied. Harold pitched in to relieve "Peanut" Edsel Day and Mike Owens with the water treatment plant and the Town Hall where the fire truck and jail were housed. Hoyt Whitney was mayor at the time. Out of this experience developed a lasting relationship with these people. photo of Town Hall photo of the water plant -41- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/df59a38feef9d7444f8391779d6d4615.jpg 0539fe5c62d09fa3a9cbf92c7fa0f820 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (46) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 42 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories "Peanut" dated Harold's sister Vonda Curren who worked with in the restaurant. Nothing serious developed but the four of us enjoyed fishing trips and working the "plant." Mike Owen and his wife were kind to us also. We were entertained at their home. We also went down to Columbus to Cooper Stadium to watch Rudy Owen try out for professional baseball. During that summer I found interesting employment. I often wonder if anyone remembers the "Kiddies Pool" when the Lions Club created the Sunbury Park at the corner of Cherry and Mornings Streets. Senator Whitney and Mr. Irwin were in need of someone to run it. I sought the job. The reward was certainly not in the salary but in the experience itself. Early in the morning of the days the pool was open I would have to clean it. This was no easy task for unthinking persons tossed all kinds of trash into this "natural wastebasket"! The worst of the mess was broken glass! When I was satisfied the pool was clean, I would fill it with water. Since I had only a cold water tap I had to rely on the sun to warm the water for the afternoon fun. I had to stay at the scene to keep neighborhood dogs from taking their baths or those ornery older kids from playing in it. In the afternoon, six to ten "kiddies" would come to enjoy the pool. Fortunately, I don't recall any major problems, but I also remember, the pool was filled and disbanded when the community pool was built where the VFW now stands. Hoyt and Laura Whitney with Jack and Brenda were members of a a trailer group. Photo of Edsel "Peanut" Day, upper right. Photo of Mike Owens in the middle of page. Photo of the water tower at bottom right. -42- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/370b884ca127bf1e1767bf8fa297c6df.jpg b5bcee48097f5bfd3c600f1a96e25c2a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (47) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 43 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories When we bought a travel trailer, they invited us to join them. we spent many happy hours in camps all over the United States and Canada with the Triangle Trailer member. Scouting After the restaurant experience, I was free to engage in another activity. How I actually became involved with the "Brownies" I don't know, but I found myself a leader of a troop. Miss Barbara Miller, a second grade teacher, was also working with the Scouts. She and I took the Brownies overnight at Camp Ken-Jockety in Franklin County. Not long after that I was contacted by Mrs. Clara Jackson and Mrs. Wray to help with Delaware County Day Camp. One thing seemed to lead to another. The ladies and the other board members asked me to take Scout training at Camp Edith Macy in the Adirondacks in New York State. Incidentally, much later, I found out who these ladies were. Clara Jackson owned the beautiful mansion on south Sandusky Street which the famous LeRoy Jenkins purchased and developed into a Tabernacle. Since the board would pay for all but my way home, Mrs. Wray said she would drive out and bring me home, I could not refuse. When I boarded the train, there was a seat beside a very nice looking fatherly type man, so I sat down. What a good choice! He turned out to be Mr. Myers, Mary Kay Cochran's father. We had much to talk about, and he helped me find my ride to Camp Edith Macy. That had been a major concern for I had never before been alone in Grand Central Station. The camp had sent its own small bus to pick up campers. It was a beautiful scenic trip up the Hudson River and into the Adirondack Mountains. The lodge was a fabulous building. The huge porch sported slab stones from the streets of New York. The stone fireplace invited one to join the fun going on. We listened to lectures, played games, exchanged experiences and asked questions there. Each camper was assigned to a unit. My area was three quarters of a mile up a mountain. There were four cots in a tent. At first, I was a bit apprehensive about my cot, for directly above my head a big spider had decided to stay. After I mentioned it to the Naturalist, she advised if I could tolerate it, leave it there and I would never be bitten by any bugs. How right she was! I was even disappointed when I returned one day and the spider was gone! The activities were many and varied. Cook-outs, one-pot meals, bean-pot meals, pancake breakfasts and many more cooking experiences kept us busy. Hikes with purposes, inspections, kitchen and dining room duty, flag ceremonies, (morning and evening), demonstrations and movies, instructional or entertaining. It was all over far too soon, and all the campers agreed it had been a marvelous training session. Mrs. Wray, true to her word, arrived at the appointed time. She was able to see the facility and listen to me exalt its praises all the way home. She had made a real vacation for herself and her mother who came with her. On the way home, there were many interesting side trips, including Franklin Roosevelt's home and burial place, various spots along the Mohawk River, the five Finger Lakes where summer theater and Chatauqua were born. In Erie, Pennsylvania, we stayed the night in a Bed and Breakfast Inn. My bed was so high I had to use a step stool to get into it. Then, I sank heavenly down into the feather filled mattress. The camp cot nights faded away. As a recognized trained camp director, I was on call for every Girl Scout group in Delaware County. I was in charge of the day camp and truly enjoyed it. An example of other duties was accompanying troops on overnight trips. Laura Whitney invited me to accompany -43- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c852ca4536ffd9e7e8bb759915758804.jpg eac7482f73cd1f05a07ddb9b44e7a72f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (48) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 44 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories her and her troop for an overnight at Camp Ohio. Since I was teaching in Columbus and was late getting home, I picked up my daughter and headed right to camp. It was dark. Not knowing just where the troop was, I followed a lane until it stopped. I backed out and went down another lane. The next day when I saw where I had been the night before, I almost had a heart attack. If I had gone one-half a car length more, I would have gone off a cliff! Although I had other exciting experiences, that topped them all. I spent several years in scouting, and I have always been grateful for the training for it was extremely helpful during my teaching career and in the many years our family enjoyed trailer camping. Teaching In September of '46, I began teaching in Sunbury High School - today known as Harrison Street Elementary School. I was the English teacher! Being a teacher in small town at the time was a true learning experience! I was hired to replace Lola Dell Searles who found she was pregnant. I stepped into a difficult position as she was a very popular local teacher. I was assigned four classes of English instruction - freshman, sophomore, junior and senior English. All required different teaching plans. Also, I became the dramatics coach, yearbook advisor, librarian, assembly programmer, and was assigned football duty, basketball duty, and asked to assist in various other school related activities. For all of this responsibility, I would receive two thousand dollars over nine months. Classes ranged in numbers from eighteen to forty-eight students. The year proved to be both hard work and fun time. Harold and I had rented a small house on E. Sedgwick Avenue just one-half block from the school yard. Thank heavens, the house had only one bedroom, a living-dining room, and a small kitchen on the first floor. The bath was a shower stall and a stool in the basement. Our furnishings were meager. Mother gave us a metal bed she had purchased from Aunt Dorothy, and a three drawer chest which had belonged to her parents. We had a small table and four chairs we had salvaged from the restaurant, a fold-out davenport, a wardrobe, and a chair. We bought a refrigerator and a small cooking stove; and to top it all off I gave Harold a console radio - record player for his birthday. With our wedding presents as added icing, we were very comfortable. Publishing the yearbook became the most demanding task. The seniors and I were instructed to produce a better book than had been but no extra cost. What an order! There always seems to be one or two students who can take "the ball and go!" Virginius Howard did just that. He possessed a business ability, an artistic talent, and plenty of extra time. He, the other seniors who could, and I spent unlimited hours working on The Owl. Junior and senior class plays were traditional presentations - mainly to raise money for the junior - senior prom in the spring. All the play practices were held after class. In the senior play, Roger Day had the role of an old gentleman which called for a wig for a partially bald person. The rent for the wig was $20.00 a day! When Roger put the wig on, he looked exactly like his father! It was awesome! Marguerite Malarne's character had to fire a gun. Tiny prepared a gun with blanks for her. The first time she fired it - it was traumatic! It took some time to calm everyone down. All the classes needed money so it was agreed we would have an evening of four one- act plays. Again, all practices had to be after school. Beside those scheduled school events, Tiny and I were asked to chaperon other activities. Once, we went on a hayride. We greatly enjoyed the evening but when we -44- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/458a0989cba7d70f6cd7d2e8b24cc978.jpg f23b41b2c1fe486ea75a397b4d1e1cbc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (49) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 45 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories returned, we found our car had been put up on blocks! We walked home and retrieved the car the next day. The senior trip to Cleveland and Catawba Island was a highlight of the year. Helen Griffith, the home economics teacher, and I accompanied them. An Exposition was in progress demonstrating the latest scientific inventions. Television was everywhere! Who do you suppose suddenly appeared on the screen? The senior boys who were wearing flashing polka dot bow ties!! The boat ride to the island, the tour through the salt mine, and the visit to the concessions proved educational and fun. Miss Griffith and I also accompanied her home economics class on trip to Cincinnati for the Ruth Lyons Show which concentrated on women and their homes. Miss Lyons was anything but friendly when met by accident near an elevator, but the program was good. While in Cincinnati, I contacted my high school friend, Marjorie Saunders Potter, who had recently married and was living in Cincy. A memorable event took place near Halloween. Tiny was town marshall. Early on October morning, he got a call that Larry Lambert's pony was missing. Harold went to investigate, and I went to school. It was customary for Frank Stelzer to clean the upper floor early in the morning, so I thought nothing of the noise coming from above. As I was preparing my lessons for the day, Marie Shannon interrupted me. She was quite excited and asked me to come quickly to see the horse which was upstairs. At first, I thought she was kidding but upon her insistence and seriousness, I went upstairs. When I pushed the door open, a soft horse's nose met me. What a sight it was! Everything was loose on the floor - the fire hose was strung all over. The horse was upset and naturally, there was no physical control on its part. Soon the sheriff, school officials and Tiny were on the scene. They had a terrible time trying to get the pony (Lambert's) down the stairs. Its hooves were damp. they slipped on the waxed concrete steps and one leg slid under the railing. The poor animal suffered. Finally, the men were able to get the pony safely out of the school. Then, finding the culprits was the next effort. Every ornery guy in Sunbury became a suspect. It became a "hush - hush" deal. Later, it was rumored the superintendent's son may have been involved. Pictured is the Class of 1947 Play Cast Ted Gray, "Peter Norton" Evelyn Shoaf "Aimee Lovewell" Marguerite Mallernee "Cousin Maude" Jo Ann Lake "Carol" Lee Crawford, Papa Dill" Hazel Doane "Doris Dill" Trudy Finck "Gram" Carol Nincebelser "Gertie Foggles" Tom Kilbway "Dud" Bob Metzger "Rod" Alice Chadwityh "Amice" -45- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bcc569a26e45115bb069f7162a7445d5.jpg 9c29fc12c058756ec9f6a01d26454231 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (50) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 46 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Because the music director encountered some problems I was asked to take over the choir and glee club. My time was so full of activity I hardly knew what day it was! By now it was time for the junior-senior prom. The juniors decorated the gym beautifully. A banquet was served and a program followed. I was asked to read a poem I had written about each member of the class of '47. Fifty years later - this year - the poem was revived (A copy of it is included here!) To the Class of '47 Though small in number you seem to be, You seem strong and big and mighty to me Each one in his right has a place in the sun Let me enumerate each -- one by one. There's a lad that is tall, dark, handsome and gay: He spends fifth period in study hall each day Elected class president he stood at the wheel And guided us safely and justly we feel. His capabilities no one can doubt For a look at his grades makes on shout. He's our salutatorian and he's just swell Yes, you've guessed it, the name is Burwell. A lass, who is usually as busy as a bee Who flits through the hall, serves at a tea Reports for the newspaper, and works for doc Is Ruth Ola Chadwick, our class' rock. Why? 'Cause she's there to depend on for any old thing For a program, a shoe lace, a book, and a string. My, my I am floored! I have nothing to say -- You see, there's no word to describe Roger Day It would take book after book and line after line, To record all his glory on the pages of time. He is athletic, ambitious, vivacious, capricious, Intellectual, reactional, cultural, theatrical, Gigantic, stupendous, colossal, and tremendous. After all of those adjectives you should know That Roger's row should be easy to hoe. In our class there's a shy but sly little fellow, who likes to wear jeans and a shirt of yellow. He's the brainiest one of our outfit they say. He's valedictorian -- and that "ain't hay. He's a versatile guy and you'll have to admit As a villain or hero in a play, he's a hit. He's a good-looking kid and he's not a bit wild. -46- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/31a16b251e63c8c657b908da25611f4b.jpg 14c4f18db2ba9ff06eaa453019907a25 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (51) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 47 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories He's Kroger's best clerk -- that's Ned Fairchild. Van Johnson, Ty Power, Jimmy Stewart, and Gable Have nothing on Finch who is ready, willing and able To love all the gals, to trim all the trees, To make all the touchdowns, to sneeze a big sneeze. He is happy-go-lucky, light-hearted and gay. He'll be the happiest though on graduation day. Next let me tell you of a lad in our group Who reminds me of a chick straight from the coop He's a bombastic young fellow with a mind of his own But he's shy as can be when he's locked all alone In a room with a girl that should induce love But all Bill Fravel can do is cry for help from above. For a man of all trades and a master of many We give you V Howard who pinches each penny So he can buy flashbulbs, songs and records galore Flashlights and generators, and heaven knows what more Some consider him a genius -- next to Einstein, But we kids think "Cyclops" fits him just fine. She's tall, she's dark, she's lovely, she's grand She's in Home Ec and the Y-Teens, and the band She works hard on her studies: but down at grant She flirts with male patients whom she can enchant. This girl is a talker --yes, quite a speaker You know that I mean none other than Meeker. You know this girl as Middaugh, Eileen, or inky In the play she was colored and her hair was all kinky But ordinarily, she's just a nice little gal A friend to everyone and to some a good pal. Her heart throb's for a guy who lives in Grove City. When she sees him her impulse is to sing a ditty. Like--The Red Silk Stockings and the Green Perfume Or Home on the Range is where I like to spoon. Now boys, hold on to yourselves of be thrown for a loss For the next girl is none other than our own Twila Ross. When we think of an "it" girl we can forget Clara Bow And think of blonde Twila as the star of our show. Did you ever notice her third finger left hand? Well, soon on it will be a bright golden band. -47- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/686fa32a2a74ac39a444d29b01c9d564.jpg 5982d355da874e4129a59123eca00a1a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (52) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 48 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Bob's got her hooked and the rest of us sit and sigh And wish health and happiness to this lucky gal and guy. Now here is a character who is difficult to figger In the play he portrayed a typical nigger. In typing class, he's known as the center of attention The gal that he's stuck on-- her name I won't mention Lives out in Rockwood and is as cute as a bunny Just ask Don Sharp, he knows she's a honey. Evelyn Shoemaker has quite a habit of strutting around She is an added attraction on a football ground. She attended a queen and has a reputation of fame For she had added plenty of quality to her glamorous name. There's a word of warning I'll pass on to you She has a temper and can paint the sky blue So if you hear a clatter, a clash, and a bang Get out of the road -- isn't that right Mr. Lang. When I mention the next girl on my list You'll know her at once for she cannot be missed She'll live in your memory as a dark brunette beauty Sometimes I've wondered why they don't call her cutie. She has a feller I think his name is Dale His charm makes her heart quake and her features pale. A well-rounded personality is the aim of education But this little lass says she'll be glad for vacation Because she feels so well-rounded that her brain is a jangle With fragments of knowledge that seem to dingle and dangle. Iris Spencer is tired and weary with labor This summer she is just going to be a good neighbor. Here is a boy whose mother would be glad If there was just a wee bit more hair that he had. Yes, she'd give him ten dollars if his hair he'd let grow Of course, its Hal Tippett, a guy you all know. He's the lispingest lad that I ever did see And his language is terrible as terrible can be Oh what he said in the play Saturday night Would shame the devil and put angles to flight. Orchids we toss to this girl in our class For she's had lots of sickness in the past And she hasn't been able to enjoy the fun That we've had, nor the work that we've done. -48- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4f0f649253d616f77ec7c6e122b670e0.jpg 199c5ae6ff972f2ccde73774956b919d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (53) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 49 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Sallye, we all hope you'll soon feel swell And come back to us recovered and well. Mary, Mary Quite contrary on what does your mind thrive Do you know about Shakespeare, about history, about Jove Have you learned how to cook, to sew, and to give? If you have, Mary, in this world you will win Health and happiness and love that is true I hope all of this and more comes to you. The next little girl you simply cannot omit For in Everything she does she's quite a hit She likes Ford v-8's and Chevrolets too She goes for the sailors because they wear blue. She likes to play tricks on everyone she can Because Teny's our gal true to the Sunbury class, Though small in number you can see They are big and strong and very mighty Each one in his right has a place in the sun. And good luck to you! Good luck everyone! Written by Mrs. J. Curren Harold and I left the prom before midnight as the Hettingers - Dutch and Garnet - had asked us to go to the Kentucky Horse Farms. What a trip! We drove all night; but, it was worth it. I was so impressed with the upkeep of the farms. Everything was meticulous! One could have eaten off the stable floors. Shiny brass rods held beautiful plaid blankets. Seeing the famous horse, Man-O-War, was a real thrill! He had been returned to the Kentucky farm for stud purposes. Visitors were encouraged to visit his area. Unfortunately, Dutch was smoking a strong cigar (smoking was discouraged) and the smoke disturbed the horse. Attendants immediately cleared the areas of all quite quickly and rather roughly! It was shortly after these events that I realized I was pregnant! Since we had been married over three years, this was welcomed news to the Curren family. Naturally this changed my life entirely and that becomes another chapter in my book. The Half Dozen During my teaching days in Sunbury a friendship grew with five other wonderful persons also teaching in the Sunbury Elementary School. Students who came to school in the late forties and early fifties and were fortunate enough to have either Mrs. Betty Tippett or Mrs. Luretta Day received the best instruction there was to be had in this area. As a student advanced he might have had Mrs. Lucille Graumlich, Mrs. Helen Halley, or myself. To polish it off along the way Mrs. Carolyn White Schneeberger, a religious education teacher. I am not sure how our monthly luncheon or dinner meetings started but they did and for many years they were a part of our social activities. We met at each others houses, -49- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a7890e3776f2bfe96906a69e3f48fce9.jpg ff7c962fdf11a64cc0ea1eb428289ae1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (54) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 50 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories enjoyed a meal -- no one else could serve so nicely -- nd then spent the time talking as no other teachers could talk. Betty was married to Harold Tippett, another teacher in the system and they had three children, Dale, Hal, and Lynn. They lived on a farm in Berkshire. She tended to be delightfully fastidious and it was pure pleasure to be at her home. She remained a true friend all the days of her life. Luretta's husband was Forest (Frosty) Day, an auctioneer and farmer -- a gentleman farmer, one who owned a farm but lived in town. They had two boys, Roger and Ross. Luretta was a motherly type and a natural born teacher. If she wasn't teaching in the public schools, she was teaching Sunday school. Lucille was a widow. Her husband died in a terrible automobile crash. She was some what reserved in her outward manner but had a wonderful sense of humor when relaxed among friends. Helen was the socialite. When she walked into a room, one sucked in one's breath and then took a second look. She truly was the height of fashion. Ellis and she lived on a large farm north of Powell on Liberty Road. They had one daughter. Then, there was Caroline. She had been a missionary in India during World War II. There she met an English pilot whom she married. She escaped the Indian area just three days before the Japanese arrived. She was so fortunate to do so for she was pregnant and had just learned her husband was lost -- shot down over The Hump. She returned to Delaware, Ohio where her parents lived, with her only child, Peter. Carolyn became a true advocate of God and carried the message all over the world. We tried to schedule our gatherings between her trips. She sent all of us postcards of exotic places. You can see why I felt honored to be included in this group. I was several years younger, not yet a world traveler, and truly "Green behind the ears." The Feasels Among our friends were Ken and Micky Feasel. Ken was one of the Kroger gang-- Bob Perry, Marion Owen to name a couple. I had had many good times with the whole bunch before Tiny and I ever met, but when we came back to run the restaurant and they all came back from the services we became friendly once more. Pictured at top left are Helen Halley, Lucille Graumlick, Betty Tippett, Jeannette Curren. Pictured at the bottom right are Jeannette Curren, Betty Tippett, Carolyn White, Helen Halley, Luretta Day -50- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a76cf9324ea11d5fbb3f43daa149c3df.jpg 0511beea2ef351b66eb5e21e1b782485 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (55) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 51 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories When Ken and Micky were married they made the mistake of coming to Sunbury to visit his family. Naturally, the word spread quickly and the townspeople were anxious to bell them. We were at Mom's house at 23 East Cherry Street -- right beside the postoffice. Bob and Martha lived in the other half of the house. We heard a banging on the front door. When we answered it there was an excited Ken and Micky trying to escape their pursuers. The crowd was not too far behind! How to get them from the house was a question. Some one thought up Bob and Mart's side. We led the couple up our stairs, out a bedroom window onto the roof of the kitchen, across Bob and Mart's backporch roof and into their upstairs. From there they went downstairs, out a back window, across Rev. Lasleys backyard and arrived safe and sound in their mother's kitchen -- Hazel lived behind the church. In the meantime the crowd had arrived at our door and demanded the honeymooners. All of us stalled as much as possible. We did let one doubting "Thomas" come in and check the house. Finally we convinced them we were not kidnaping anyone, and they went back to the town square. During the years, we remained friends. When they lived in Columbus I taught school at Oakland Park and Micky kept Mary. Kathy, their daughter, was the same age. Mary and Kathy went to kindergarten at Oakland Park School. Ken, Micky and I enjoyed coffee together occasionally during that year. As time went on we all drifted apart. Ken became the bus driver for the OSU Band. At some of the away games a friend and I would sit with Ken and enjoy the antics of the band. After Ken retired from work, he was mowing his yard at their home on Powell Road when he passed away. Micky later sold the place and now she lives in Florida. Whenever I think of them I have warm feelings and am so thankful we knew each other. 1947 In the spring of 1947 I became pregnant. So many activities had taken my attention, I had put my personal life on a back burner - so I thought! However, after over three years of marriage, Tiny and I were delighted at the prospect of a family. The next nine months were filled with trips to Dunbar, West Virginia, where my brother Walter, or Tom as many called him, was a doctor and had his own private hospital; and with sewing, knitting and crocheting getting ready for the new arrival. Mom helped me paper and paint the bedroom and convert the west end of it into a nursery. A crib, a bathinette, and a chest of drawers provided a convenient setting. By the time Christmas came that year, I was quite large. Family members were becoming concerned about my condition so when Walt and his family went back to Dunbar after the holidays, I went with them. It proved to be an extended visit as the baby did not arrive until February 6, 1948. And what a time it was then; Tiny was in Sunbury, and there had been a winter's snow storm that had shut down schools and closed major roadways. He cut a pathway to the Ohio River! He arrived before the baby was born, and all of the family and hospital attendants were glad for the delivery was difficult. Personally, I was so out-of-it I remember very little except that within three or four days I was able to realize that the baby was a girl weighing over nine pounds, healthy and beautiful. We named her Mary after Harold's grandmother, Mary Klingel, and Leona after Harold's mother. Events were happening faster than Tiny and I could keep pace. His sister, Vonda was -51- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/05b3c731cf0e39c2efc25ca7f71c9bfb.jpg ded85f72be2a1a667c97331fa5387176 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (56) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 52 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories having a church wedding the very Sunday that we were to come home with the new baby from West Virginia. Because our car was not convenient to transport Marguerite, baby, Tiny and me, Julia and Ken loaned us their car. By this time the heavy snows had melted causing flooded areas. After several detours and anxious moment, we finally made it safely home. In the meantime Julian and Ken drove our car to Waldo to attend Vonda's wedding. The car stalled on them several times on the way causing them to be late entering the church. Just as they did enter, a photographer's bulb bulb exploded with a bang. The wedding ended right then. It was only a few weeks later that Tiny became desperately ill. Dr. Max Livingston gave him a shot of penicillin big enough for a horse (Tiny weighed three hundred pounds.) and told me if that didn't work, nothing would. He also warned that Tiny could not survive pneumonia. The shot worked, but Tiny's health was now on a short but deteriorating route. The Baptism Although I do not believe either Tiny's or my families were deeply religious, still there were religious rites in which they believed -- one was baptism of babies. Since my father was more or less an invalid and Tiny's mother had just passed away at Christmas time in 1948, we decided to hold the baptism for Mary at home. We asked Helen and Raymond Burnoskey -- the couple who gave me living quarters when I went to teach in Waldo, Ohio, to be Mary's godparents. They had no children of their own so this seemed a very sensible choice. They were delighted and proved to be wonderful friends for many years. Mother made her christening dress from hand-me-down clothes. It was lovely old white embroidered eyelet material brightened by a pink ribbon rosette. I entered all the details in a baby book for Mary so she knows those present, the minister and a list of gifts. By September of 1948, it was evident I needed to return to teaching. I obtained a temporary certificate to teach in the elementary school. Sunbury schools needed a fifth grade teacher. My career in education never stopped from then on until retirement. The Sunbury schools merged with Galena and Harlem and became known as the Big Walnut Local Schools. In my efforts to obtain a certificate to teach elementary school, I took courses at Otterbein College, Ohio University, and Ohio State. Columbus Public Schools offered me a position in 1952, with a substantial increase in salary. This change was probably one of the best moves I had made in a long time for it Pictures is Mary Leona Curren in baptismal dress made by Grandmother Anna Goff. -52- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7bb91f5747728a9e996f3eeda7c00140.jpg 14be9cf91b780458088d04328dc403b1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (57) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 53 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories forced me to learn to drive. At the beginning of the school year, I rode back and forth to Oakland Park School with Leona Pratt. I was spending twelve hours a day - 6:30 a.m. to 6:30 p.m. Tiny asked Dwight Black, the high school driving instructor to teach me. In one month I took the driver's test and became independent at last! Tiny bought Bernard Searles' father's car for me. Tiny's father went with me to take my test. I was able to spend more time at home and accomplish more civic services. We now lived in an apartment on the corner of Columbus Street and Rainbow Avenues. Tiny ran Don Allen's service station across the street. Don had a trucking business there. Helen and Don had a lovely brick house on Columbus Street directly west of the business. Gary and Karen took piano lessons from me. We all became good friends. We spent many happy times at the Allen's cottage on the Scioto River as well as evenings at our homes. I still keep in contact with Helen, Karen and Gary - they are in the Toledo area. When Don decided to sell his business, Tiny bought the corner and station. He felt we would be able to build a new station in five years. He was right, but those five years were not easy ones. Several events occurred which had memorable effects on us. A fire broke out in the Tom Wright's apartment. Jane and Charles Silveous lived directly above Tom's. Elizabeth Reynolds lived above us. The Sunbury Fire Department had just moved into the Allen garage across the street. It was there in no time! Fortunately, the fire was confined to the one apartment, but smoke damaged all the other apartments. What a mess and what a job to clean it up!! Hoyt and Laura Whitney, neighbors on Columbus Street, took Mary home with them. Brenda and Jack were about Mary's age. This was the start of a long-time friendship for later we became trailer camping members and shared numerous trips together. Everyone around encouraged Paul Stelzer to stay with Lib that night to guard against any looting. Tiny and I agreed to stay also. None of us slept much, but the excitement subsided. Not long after the fire, Paul and Lib were married. They became owners of the Village Restaurant and contributing members in community activities. All who knew them were happy for them. At the time of this writing, Lib is living in Straitsville, North Carolina where her daughter Polly and the grandchildren live. Several people moved in and out of the apartments while we were there. Bill and Margaret O'Brian lived there a short time. He was an artificial inseminator. When they went on vacation, I took their phone calls. Needless to say, I had an experience or two! Margaret and Eldon Wade were upstairs. One Easter, Margaret, Mary and I made a cardboard Easter bunny which had been shown in the Dispatch paper. It was a rather warm evening, so Margaret and I enjoyed a cocktail or two or ? We got on a "laughing jag" and Mary has never let me forget it. When I think of it now, I almost get on another one! We sobered up quickly when Tiny came in and told us Grandmother Klingel had just passed away. One night - several weeks after the big fire - we heard Paul and Lib frantically knocking on our door and shouting "fire". I jumped out of bed and ran to the back door. My electric dryer was out in the hall, and I had put clothes in it to dry before I had gone to bed. I grabbed the clothes out while Tiny pulled the plug. When the hot clothes hit my skin, I suddenly realized I was naked. I screeched, "Oh! My God!" and disappeared into the apartment. No one else knew what happened. When I told them Paul bemoaned the fact he had not even noticed - nor had anyone else except me. -53- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/74945faaa944c2d540ced354cc788bfe.jpg 5872965869d0e63f49dad951ab88125b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (58) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 54 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories In the Fifties When Mary became five years old it was quite evident she needed to go to school. I was teaching at Oakland Park Elementary in Columbus. Ken and Micky Feasel lived close to the school. We arranged for Mickey to keep Mary and both she and Kathy, who was the same age, attended kindergarten at Oakland Park School. While there were several up and down experiences the the opportunity for Mary was educationally beneficial. Also our friendships with Micky and Ken, Kathy and Kevin, continues to this day. During this time Harold and I doubled our efforts so we could buy land, build a home. Harold not only ran the station but he also hauled milk and ice for local merchants and became a school bus driver. He labored and it paid off. In 1955 we decided to take the punge -- borrow the money for a new station, land for a home and money enough to build a house. Harold said we might as well go whole hog or none. In 1955, the dye was cast. Needless to say, it was an exciting time. Mr. and Mrs. Blayney alerted us to Jay and Ellen Stemen and their plans to build on land they had purchased from Royal Mc Farland. Jay sold Harold a large lot. Harold decided to be his own contractor and with Jay the two men built beautiful brick housed on Sedgwick! Harold said he would take care of the outside if I would be responsible for the inside. The joy of the house was heightened and saddened by two events. One was Grandmother Klingel's death. Harold was the executor of her estate. When all the legalities were settled, Harold received some money from it all. We decided to do something special in the house. The lovely stone wall in the living room resulted. Mr. Paskins, who helped build the Lincoln-LeVeque Tower in Columbus, designed and constructed the wall from stone purchased near Millwood, Ohio. The second bittersweet event occurred when we were to move from the apartment to the house --December 16, 1955. My father, who had been a semi-invalid for almost sixteen years became very ill and passed away at 1:00 A.M. on December 13, 1955. All the family came home except Julia who was in Nevada at the time and not in very good health herself. Our debate was -- "move or not to move". It was decided we should go ahead -- move the day after the funeral and it would help divert attention from our loss. And, so it did. In the evening of the 16th we entertained in our new home--the family was there. As the cliche states, "It takes a lot of living to make a house a home. " I found it true. Decorating, landscaping, adding land purchases, building on an extra room, a deck, and a patio have all contributed to the present day status of this house I call home. We had not lived in the house very long until another rewarding experience came our way. Walter Roof was the counselor at Big Walnut High School. One evening in February of '56 he came into the station for service. Tiny noted he looked worried and asked why. Mr. Roof was deeply concerned about one of his senior girls who was a ward from Franklin County Children's Services. A family in the BWHS area had been keeping her as a farm hand during high school years but now with graduation only a few months away, she was being threatened with being sent back to the "home". The story touched Tiny deeply. He was accustomed to helping the young boys with problems but this was a girl. He told Mr. Roof that he may have an answer to the problem. Just let him talk to his wife. Needless to say, there was no hesitation and within a few days Phyllis Griffith became a member of our family. She was an attractive, ambitious young girl. It took little time for her to fit into our family. She became a sister to Mary and relieved me from baby-sitting worries. We tried to include her in as many family activities as possible. One trip to -54- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/178de0b9a2eea59fe24d9553b887a291.jpg 44fa941ef79fff7b4ddb2792fed0cb1e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (59) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 55 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Charleston, W. Va., where Walt had his medical practice, was fun. My niece, Patty, and nephew, Wally, were the same age as she. They enjoyed the weekend riding in the convertible with the top down on the new R. 77 toll highway. We drove to The Glass House a beautiful restaurant overlooking a gorgeous mountain view. Dessert was special --flaming with sparklers, and it was a fun time for all. Picking out a prom dress, the graduation invitations, and other necessities for the occasion added to the pleasure of the experiences. Connie Perry was going to be married. Phyllis gave her a shower, the spring passed quickly. Tiny and I had grown to appreciate Phyllis. At graduation we offered to send her to college. She opted to get a job and establish her independence. She stayed with us until fall. Tiny had asked her for ten dollars out of each pay. He saved this for her and when she moved out, he gave her the entire amount. Phyllis is now Mrs. Phyllis (Richard) DeVore. You can imagine how proud we are of her. Harold was constantly aware of people in need. Th Blaneys were an elderly couple who lived in a large white house across the street from Harold's station. They did not have children and at holiday times, nothing special seemed to happen in their lives. At Thanksgiving or Christmas, Harold would always say, "Fix large dinner plates for the Blayneys." Mary and I would pile them high and Harold and Mary delivered them. Harold was deeply interested in the young boys of the community. If he got wind of a problem or event which might result in a bad situation, he would try to defuse it. Once a group decided to skip school. Harold let it be known he was behind in some work at the In the picture at left are Harry, Arthur, and Walter, standing. Seated in the next row down are Julia, Robert, James, and Jeanette. Seated in the front are Fran and Anna. This picture was taken on the steps of the Spangler home where my parents' fiftieth wedding anniversary was celebrated - circa 1953 Pictured at right is Phyllis Griffith -55- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/08961d5439426244cd5f9850e53d68ed.jpg 6028149759a79d5fbe9cc327ae7abc76 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (60) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 56 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories station and could use some help. the boys volunteered to help. He was able to keep them busy and happy all day. He was able to make it OK with their guidance councilor. George Baughman was a young lad about whom Harold was concerned. George's health was not the best. He had trouble breathing and suffered asthma attacks. George spent a lot of time at the station. Harold had him do as many jobs as possible and gave him some spending money at times. One year we were planning to go to Florida for Christmas break. Harold decided to do his inventory Christmas morning. He was not open for business but he heard a knock on the door and answered it. It was George. Harold was glad to see him and put him to work. When he had a chance, Harold called me and asked if I could find some presents for George, would I wrap them and put them under the tree? And, set another plate at the table as he was certain George would be hungry. Mary and I found several items and George seemed surprised and pleased. Not only did he eat but he stayed and played games with Mary until we had to leave. George found a great gal, Patty. We attended their wedding in a church in south Columbus. Their reception was at Patty's parents home in Mifflin. To their union a boy and a girl were born. A short time after the marriage, we invited George and Pat pat over for home-made ice cream. George was well into s second serving when he winced in pain and grabbed his chest. When we called the doctor the advice we were given was that George was probably suffering from an asthma attack as he had them often. Patty took George home but the next day she called and said George was in University Hospital because he had a collapsed lung. Heart trouble and lung complications cut George's life short. He collapsed on the beach in Florida. He was flown home to be cared for by his own doctors but unfortunately his time had run out. When boys entered the services of their country, they wrote to Harold. Dennis Hite from the Phillippines, John Burrer from Iceland are two examples. When Harold passed away, I never worried about his soul. He was a man of deep faith and conviction which he practiced every day. It was just a little later that Mother, Anna Goff, moved in with us. This was not an easy decision for her. For a while she maintained her apartment at Walt's place in Dunbar, West Virginia. Her winters were often spent in Florida with her sister, Dorothy, at Sebastian. She also visited the other siblings a few days at a time, but according to her diary entries our house was "home". Mother passed away in September, 1969 within a month of her88th birthday. She was a talented woman and a truly supportive parent to all her children. Tiny was very good to her and I am grateful for the relationship I experienced with her. She was a wonderful grandmother to Mary. Much of her influence can be seen in Mary's cooking and sewing. When Mother was here, there were many family gatherings and trips back and forth to West Virginia, to Kokomo, Indiana, to Chicago, and to Long Island where Harold's sister, Vonda, lived. New Year's Eve in the loop in downtown Chicago resulted from one trip to Walt's and Pat's place. Seeing St. Patrick's Cathedral, shopping Macy's Department Store, watching the skaters at Rockefeller Center and viewing the lighting of the huge Christmas tree there, were memorable experiences in New York City. In Florida then we were busy deep- sea fishing, visiting Cyprus Gardens, and Bok Tower, swimming hunting for shells on Marco -56- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c529a04ee301d7115e17677a36983661.jpg 1d66cd0458e61f62af6b9467de55bf6d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (61) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 57 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Island, gathering citrus fruits, shopping in all the well-known places, and enjoying our relatives. The years of the 50's flew past rapidly. Late in the '50"s I realized I needed to get a master's degree if I wanted to be a better teacher or become a principal. Because Columbus Public Schools worked with Ohio State University College of Education training future teachers, any teacher in the Columbus system could attend OSU free of fees. The opportunity was there and I took advantage of it. I warned my family there would be many times when I could not do many extra activities because I would need time for study and class attendance. By this time I had been teaching fifth grade A and B and sixth grade B. Columbus schools still had half year promotions. One year I had 5 B, 5 A, and 6 B, in one class. It proved challenging. After a few years of elementary teaching I thought it would be interesting to teach in junior high. Linmoor Junior High was under construction. I asked to be transferred to it. What an experience that was! Relationships with black students developed at this school. At the start of the school's history there were many more white students than black. It was very soon-less then ten years- - the reverse was true. I had been at Linmoor Junior High School 2 1/2 years when I was appointed resource teacher for eighteen elementary schools on the west side of Columbus. In no time at all I learned the west side. Schools such as West Broad, Lindbergh, Chicago Avenue became a part of my routine. I visited classes from kindergarten through sixth grade. sometimes I would teach, sometimes work only with the teacher and sometimes substituted for the principal. These experiences trained me to become a better teacher and later principal. The next school year I was assigned as a resource teacher for all the seventh grade self-contained classrooms in the city. I visited every teacher in the program that year. I wrote a resource booklet for the program. It was at this level I discovered the power of the Columbus teachers organizations emerging. It became difficult to ask teachers to attend any meetings before or after school hours. The future of the C.E.A. was becoming evident. In the meantime I had received my Masters in Education Administration and was hoping for a principalship. One reason for my delay in such an appointment was that I did not live within the Columbus area. What a better pill! There was nothing in the rules that required this. Nevertheless, I was given a choice teaching position as a self-contained seventh grade teacher at Dominion Jr. High. After all the Governor's daughter attended this school as well as Judge Swartzwalder's son. I decided I would become one of the best teachers in the city. And, I did, In fact, I was named the outstanding junior high teacher of the year by the Columbus Jaycees in 1966. In the fall of that year I was named an assistant principal of one of the most difficult elementary schools in the city--Douglas Elementary on Broad & 18th street. Monday mornings a sweeper would come to clear the playground of debris. Sometimes the ground would sparkle as if covered with diamonds -- diamonds of glass beer bottles broken into tiny bits. Many children attending school came with empty stomachs. Federally funded breakfasts were served but some refused to come a little earlier than usual to take advantage of it; or, some did not like the cereal or the juice; yet a few were there every day and appreciated the privilege. There were some wonderful teachers at Douglas-- both black and white. I did the -57- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/178e83e213461b7a86f5201aa16d6e4f.jpg 576bbe98e8d9bfdc21321faae0a593b6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (62) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 58 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories "no-no" principals are advised against. One of the teachers needed emergency money -- another teacher and I signed her note. True to her promise she paid it. One afternoon I visited the sixth grade class on the second floor. The class was having music and were learning a lively dance. As I watched I thought the floor was moving up and down. As it was right after my lunch, I thought I was becoming ill, but, as I continued to see movement and felt fine I decided to report to the principal. He went up to see what might be happening. It wasn't long until he came down and confirmed the movement. The building was nearly 100 years old so it was no surprise when the maintenance men ordered the removal of all students from the second floor. Supports were almost worn away from the sides of the rooms. From basement to top floor a steel steel support system was installed and a possible disaster was prevented. An amusing community event took place at the school. The city had just installed some much-needed street lights in the area near the school. Mayor Sensenbrenner was to throw the switch to light them. A switch and a few wires were placed on a pole just outside the school's front front door. The formal ceremony took place the mayor threw the switch, and the lights came on. It was a good thing the radio engineer was there to send the signal to the operator, as the wires running up the pole were not connected to anything! One the students invited me to her church tea. It happened to be Phil Hale's church on Champion Avenue. It was a wonderful affair. Several tables were set with silver tea, coffee and punch service accompanied by silver trays of goodies. Floral arrangements highlighted each table. This was a money-raising idea. Each Sunday School class had a table as did each organizational group in the church. One could visit each or all tables as long as you bought the goodies. It was both interesting and exciting and I was the only white person attending. This experience led me to another. An all-black group was meeting and planning festivals and other entertaining events. I was invited to join. I did and helped make posters for advertising and give general advice when asked. Because of my interactions Mr. Lucien Wright told me I could walk down Mt. Vernon Avenue with no interference at all. Mary During all this time Mary was growing and becoming an excellent student and as community minded as her parents. Like her father she had (has) a lovely singing voice and was asked to sing in choirs, at weddings, and in church and school plays. On occasion I would accompany her. Mary also developed her own style of writing. In her freshman year at Big Walnut, she wrote an essay for the American Legion contest. She won first place for freshman girls in the state. Her reward was a trip to Washington, D. C. Incidently, David Morris sent Mary a copy of her essay that he found in his grandmother's papers after her death. Mary and her friends - Kath Cochran, Teresa Perfect, Judy Reese, Marilee Warner, and Karen Lane, to name a few - were active in school functions, slumber parties, and current happenings. You would usually find them in the middle of things. After high school graduation Mary attended Miami University in Ohio. Her first choice for a major was pre-med. Her second choice was home economics. Yet she really didn't feel just right and comfortable at college so she traded it all in for airline school. At Miami U., Mary had met a young man, Harris Scoot Bloch. They became quite attached to one another but it was his lot to go off to the army and serve his country overseas; -58- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/68b77ed9f9e7df32dbd287bc3c1b23a4.jpg 61515c71bd750c8a7b0d01e00dd110ac Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (63) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 59 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories her lot was to be stationed at Cleveland Hopkins International Airport. This turned into a convenience for Scott's home was there also. Thus the romance fostered and on a Christmas leave they married. Later they went back to Miami University where Scott finished his studies in education. Mary had her hands full with a lively baby boy, Aaron, and a home to establish. After graduation from Miami U., Scott was hired by the Columbus Public Schools, embarking upon a career as an elementary librarian. Adrianna was born shortly after the move to Columbus. She was about seventeen weeks old when Harold passed away and was just fourteen months old when Paul arrived on the scene. Social clubs, Service Clubs and Other Organizations It seems I have always been involved in activities which were supposed to enhance one's life, broaden one's social circle, serve one's fellowmen, and give one joy and pleasure at the same time. The Pythian Sisters was an interesting group of Sunbury area women. Marge Stith Mary Hervey, Martha Goff, Sonnie Barnett were just a few in the drill team of which I was a member. At the same time Mary was active in the junior group. During these day practice time was extremely important and it was difficult to work it into our busy schedules; however, the rewards of high ratings from visiting dignitaries always made one's efforts worth it. Mary's clear and beautiful voice was being heard by many at these meetings. She was invited to sing at the Ohio State Fair. I guess I was more excited about it than she was. I recall her solo was "Open the Gates of the Temple." She also sang it at the Easter Sunrise Service that spring. Another Mary, Mary Hervey, impressed me too. Whenever Mary Hervey came into a room everything came to a halt. One's attention was focused on Mary. You could not help yourself. She was dressed to the nines! Purse, hat , shoes, gloves -- all coordinated to the tee! She would always have a comment that would bring us back to normal in a second but you never forgot that previous moment. Nonpareil was a literary club in Westerville which my Mother was invited to join after moving from Galena where she had been a member of the G. and T. Club. I have previously mentioned I would take Mom to her meetings as she had given up driving. I was invited to join. I did and the rewards of being with these older women were great. Mrs. Hance was a rare one. She had attended Ohio State University when George Bellows was there. The two often spent time together painting. She turned me on to his work, and many years later I chose to give a report on him for another literary club, Sorosis, to which I still belong. At the time of the report there was a display of his works at the Columbus Art Gallery. It all culminated in a very satisfying experience for me. Another lady, Mary Alkire, was a member. Her family owned the beautiful brick home on North State Street in Westerville where the development of a business area has taken place. We often had the meetings there. One program was on music. I was teaching piano at the time. I invited one of my students, Gary Allen , to play for the group. It was a memorable event for those older ladies to hear a young teenager perform as well. Needless to say, I was proud of him, too. This essay of mine won 1st in a state contest sponsored by The Ohio Federation of Women's Clubs. -59- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f0beb38939d5462a09717bb8535711e5.jpg a28795402ca4539879cf37d804854927 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (64) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 60 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories THE TIME IS NOW TO USE YOUR INFLUENCE Yes, the time is now to use your influence. Turmoil rages rampart throughout the world. Nations reel under chaotic conditions of unemployment, economic uncertainties changing morality, criminal injustices, alcoholism, drug usage, family deterioration, marital friction, wife and child abuse, starvation, foreign aggression, vital health problems, and a vast number of troubles and ills. Could there be a greater challenge facing you? The need for voluntary action is everywhere. Social organizations supporting the handicapped, the sick, the aged, the needy, and the culturally deprived beg for help. Educational and religious institutions struggling under enormous odds, hunger for assistance in their endeavors. Clubs and organizations, ranging from hobbies to other varied types of pleasurable leisure-time activities , offer active participation to you. Truly, the time is now to use your influence concerning these matters. Any action you take will influence everyone with whom you come in contact. Like a pebble tossed into the creek, there is not way of predicting how far-reaching your influence may be. Now it the time to earnestly become "large in thought, in word, in deed" as the Club Collect of the Ohio Federation of Women's Clubs states. You are familiar with the adage, "A faint heart never won a fair lady." One can paraphrase this saying: "A faint heart never influences anything." Living in our world demands a stouthearted person. No matter where you live or what you are doing you can influence something that is happening around you; and now is the time for you to use that influence. Every woman who truly desires to help create a more perfect world owed it to posterity to observe critically, to think deeply, to sense stoically, to listen carefully, to speak confidently and to act positively. "You've come a long way, Baby "is another cliche. This, too may be used to remind women to not permit prominent local, state, or national political leaders, or popular sports figures, or theatrical, artistic, performers to daunt the spirits, or to lighten the shackles once again around the women of the world. The time is now to use your influence to prevent a set-back in the struggle for women's rights. Do not procrastinate. Do not leave any matter about which you feel deeply in the hands of anyone else. Are you asking yourself how one woman can make any impact upon the life of mankind today? I hope you are because the answer lies in your decision to put your energy into action rather than simply "letting off steam". It is not uncommon to hear almost daily the remark. "It I were that person, I would ... 'Yet, how often have you observed a follow- through to that statement? Put into action your better influences, straight forward and unafraid. If you need inspiration to move ahead, think of the outstanding achievements of such women as the Virgin Mary, Queen Elizabeth I, Helen Keller, Eleanor Roosevelt, Golda Meir, or Sister Teresa. Each did what she could in a manner unique unto herself. You can too. An important step one must take is a personal inventory of oneself. Know thyself. What do you think? Do you actually have an opinion, or a truly deep conviction, or even an obsession about anything? Have you ever deliberately challenged a public statement? Have you penned a letter to an editor, to a Congressman, or to any other prominent leader giving your belief on a matter? Have you ever reacted to an unfair situation by protesting verbally, physically, or by a mute but immoveable stance? If you have fantasized such actions but have never really participated in these deeds, now is the time to take inventory -60- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8c5aea166a8892df68615555b6bd7a76.jpg 14c56347dd82a965ec2c54e52f7375d2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (65) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 61 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories of your thoughts, desires, concerns for humanity, and other aspects of life in this world today. "No man is an island" and "One cannot live by bread alone" are two age old truths. Admit they are true: then, reach out ." Take the first faltering steps and open the door to exciting new experiences. You must be willing to become involved: and you must realize the risks you may be asked to take. Discretion is a good rule to follow. One may not wish to become entangled in every situation which stirs you up or 'boils your blood." Choose your field whether it is a current political issue or a social one. A religious controversy, a competitive sport, or an intriguing collection or hobby. Once you are aware of your basic position, your task has just begun. Now you must do your homework. Become informed. You must know your subject pro and con. Develop your strategy; then, attack. There is no limit to the information you can acquire about your cause. Libraries, information centers, clubs, organizations, and acknowledged authorities are reliable places to gather informative material background. Caution: dig deeply. Face value, the crust, may be thin. Probe to the heart of your case. No frivolity can be tolerated. Pretense, self pity, and prejudices must be discarded. Facts, depth, width, and leverage must be learned and used. Leave no stone unturned; no avenues unexplored. Take time for the acquisition of this knowledge so that you may be calm, serene, and gentle in your approach in using your influence. Armed with these attributes, into the fray you march. All this preparation is easier said than done you are thinking! No one said it would be easy. There is help. There is strength and safety in numbers. You are not alone in your undertaking. Join others who hold the same sentiments, beliefs, and commitments. You will find doors opening you never before knew were there. If you have had some doubts or reservations before, you will become reassured by these associations and further fortified. Of course, even this action will not assure you a bed of roses. Undoubtedly, there may be times of tear, trials, tensions, and discouragements. The out come of all your work may not be favorable or successful; but, then what great movements have ever been won without blood, sweat, and tears? Also, there are many examples where failure has lead to more valuable winnings eventually. Keep your goals foremost in your mind and persevere. Latch on to all the positive elements you find along the way. Deal with the negatives but accumulate the positive. The positive side brings fringe benefits! Think of the self-satisfaction that will be yours because you took a stand, you gave it your all, and whether you won or lost, you bask in a job well done. All this is bound to boost your self-esteem. Because you accept challenges, you become an inspiration to others. Your circle of friends and acquaintances will increase. Your newly acquired knowledge may help to qualify you as an authority or even an expert on your subject. No longer will you be able to do nothing when an issues arises. Instinctively you will react to the occasion. Never again will you need to be reminded that now is the time to use your influence. Searchlight Club, also a literary and social club in Sunbury, has been another positive aactivity for me. The wonderful women with whom I have had associations, have left priceless imprints on my life. Some were Mada Mann, a soft-spoken, highly educated woman who exuded all the qualities of a self confident, independent, capable person. I determined to try to emulate her; Luretta Day was another I admired for she loved children and teaching of them was exemplary; and Judy Morris, another teacher who practiced love for an enemy -- -61- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/370c3267e415dcf8867d81e8d9f16b76.jpg 237c8617709f36b49f5fa7ac31d9fd5e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (66) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 62 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories the Japanese --and who showed the way to fight the dreaded disease, cancer. They were only three of the many beautiful women who made up this club. Columbus connected organizations have kept me in touch with the Ohio State University and Columbus Public Schools. Phi Delta Gamma and Pi Lambda Theta are two groups backing graduate students through established scholarships available at O.S.U. It has been my privilege to represent these groups at regional and national events and conventions. It has taken me from one end of the country to another --Irvine, California; Albuquerque, N.M.; Chicago, Ill.; and Baltimore, Md. for examples. I have held my share of offices, contributed my time and talents to the best of my ability, and am still actively doing so. Pi Lambda Theta, a professional graduate society, honored me with a citation for public service and contributions to the field of education. the honor was enhanced by the other three recipients, namely, Jack Hanna of the Columbus Zoo, Dr. James G. Hyre, Supt. Col. Public Schools, and Mr. Eugene B. Jefferson, Vocal Music Col. Pub. Sch. A short time later Judy Morris was given a citation for her work with the Japanese. Harold joined the Lions Club in the 50's. Wives were called upon to join in the fun and fund raisers. Because I really believed in this service organization, I helped as much as I could. We took part in annual minstrel shows. Harold was an end man and a soloist. He had a beautiful voice and could really belt a song. One year he sang to Betty Guidotti. Another time I sang a song to him. It was "I Wed Three Hundred Pounds". At one time Harold actually weighed that much. The guys were always playing tricks on one another. During my singing I was supposed to flirt with Harold. One night he warned me to not come near him. I wondered what was wrong. Guys --like Willie Bryant, Bob Morris and Lou Guidotti- had wired Harold's chair. If I had touched him the shock would have been terrific! After Harold's death I joined the Lions Club and became extremely active locally and in the district. I had often heard what a great thing the U.S. Canadian Training Sessions were and decided to attend one in Salt Lake City, Utah. It truly was everything people had said it was. Besides all the training sessions there was a chorus which was to sing at the final banquet. I was only one in one hundred fifty voices! After only two hours of practice we presented a concert which had the audience on its feet even before the last notes were sung. The experience was exhilarating! I came home all set to do great things in Lionism. As I was president of the regional district I was inspired to encourage the ten clubs involved to go out and give great services to humanity. About ten days later, the bomb burst! Lioness clubs were no longer! The "powers that be" wiped out the standing and they could no longer function as they were! I was truly crushed. To this day my regard of Lionism is tarnished. I tried to join again but my heart was not in it. Even though the local group honored me with a plaque and banquet for my community service, my heart still carries a scar. When the village of Sunbury was about to celebrate its sesquicentennial, Harold was on the Council and I was involved immediately. I was named to the celebration committee. Months grew into years of planning fund-raising and presentation. I could write volumes about the celebration but the George Washington Valley Forge Scrapbook on display in the Community Library tells it best. Again when the United State was celebrating its 200th anniversary of freedom, 1776- 1996, Harold and I were involved; However, Harold's health was failing. We had to resign the chairmanship and cut back on our participation. -62- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5d336409826e59097c533c6967cff9a9.jpg d3843e33e5f41f98392e5eda79b97c26 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (67) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 63 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Special Friend People who need people are the luckiest people. I feel lucky I have needed people and they were there for me. Elizabeth Stelzer is one who came to my aid time after time. Lib knew how to laugh and how to make others laugh. She was game for anything and she and I had some memorable times together. Her daughter, Polly and my daughter, Mary, were often the center of our activities. Lib was a great cook too. She worked at the Diner but later she and Paul, her husband, owned and operated "The Grill" on the north side of Sunbury square. They were hard workers and generous supporters in the Sesquicentennial Celebration. Social Studies While I was a self contained seventh grade teacher at Dominican Jr. Hi. I became a member of the social studies organization. And, as usual, I never seem to be able to be "just- a-member". I became very active in the Columbus Chapter. I truly learned about protocol, important local and state political persons, and broadened my general knowledge of world geography and countries' relationships. There were state conventions every year and also national conventions. I remember a state convention in Cleveland. Columbus was asked to provide hosts and hostesses at various tables. I was a hostess. Each table seated ten. There were introductions all around as the seating was done to mix people. If there were important people at one's table, their name tags might help their recognition, otherwise, all were on equal footing. The speaker for the banquet was Tom Clark, a federal judge at the time. When he entered the hall at the second level and ascended the stairs, everyone rose to their feet. I was impressed. The feeling was awesome. I had no idea any individual could create such a circumstance. The topic that evening concerned the Miranda law which had been passed. Another adventure due to social studies was my first airplane ride. The national meeting was held in Seattle, Washington. The local organization chose me as a representative. A part of my expenses would be paid by the chapter and I had to be granted professional leave to attend. I asked and I received. On the way to the airport, I tried very hard to put on a brave front. Harold and mother went to see me off. Mary was away to college --Miami University. The first part of the journey was on a small plane which had to land at Dayton before heading for O'Hara Airport in Chicago. On the way from Columbus to Dayton, I felt every vibration the plane made. I wished over and over that the stewardess would sit down! Every step she took made me feel like the bottom was going out of the plane. I wasn't "white- Knuckled" but I felt squeamish. At O'Hara Airport I changed from the small plane to a large one. The whole atmosphere changed. I flew first class so I had attention I never dreamed of: slippers for me feet, pillows and a blanket--it was late November--and beautiful printed menus for my meals. I relaxed, looked out the window at the often spectacular scenery below, and then dozed off. Flying from then on became a pleasure. The convention activities included seeing Seattle. Tom Leidick, the social Studies director for Columbus, served as our leader and we ate in outstanding restaurants -- Captain D's, Eidelweis, and the Needle. We had free use of the monorail. One evening we enjoyed a Japanese dinner. Riding up in the elevator of the Needle was a thrill. They were open to the outside. -63- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5013d3ee7c64587561bbd8d9617cf9d6.jpg efc29461708a8017b850914e8a4c52a7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (68) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 64 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories One could see three mountain ranges from them. Although the Needle turned, one could scarcely detect it, but, if you are ever in Seattle, don't miss this experience. The return home was interesting. There was a long wait in Chicago for connections to Columbus. When I finally arrived in Columbus, Harold and Mary met me. Our trip wasn't over for we had to take Mary back to Oxford. I remember my "fanny" got so tired. I turned my back to the front windshield and rode on my knees for several miles. Scholastic Magazine under-wrote the convention. It was a most memorable occasion. The banquet provided for Thanksgiving Day was sumptuous. It was truly a social studies experience. The climax to this phase of education came with an invitation to the United Nations from Charles Yost, the United States Representative. It called for a weekend in December. Again, it was necessary for permission to participate. I asked and it was granted. I was told to bring a guest. At this time Mary was a reservationist for West Continental Airlines and stationed at Cleveland. I asked her to join me. On the Friday we were to leave, an ice and snow-storm set in. Columbus airport was closed. The trip was off. I called the United Nations. They extended the invitation to the next weekend. The teachers at Northwood had given me a beautiful corsage. Needless to say, I wore it to school and everyone enjoyed it. The next weekend Mary and I were able to fly to New York without interference! Having been forewarned to take a company taxi, we hailed one and were taken to Windsor Hotel near the U.N. Buildings. The ride proved to be another challenge to our -- or at least, my-- bravery. It was late night. We passed under steel structures we had only seen in movies, over bridges, and finally arrived in downtown Manhattan. Once more my courage almost failed me. It was a cockroach infested hotel! Also, our window looked out on a roof top with ladders leading both down and up! To say the least, I had a fitful night's sleep! Mary and I decided not to stay another night and called the airport for reservations after the U.N. activities and checked out of the hotel early the next morning. The morning session was an explanation of the U.N. work--citing the prevention of over a hundred wars during the year, the work of UNICEF; the eradication of Tuberculosis in many countries and many more positive services the U. N. accomplishes. During the last speech before lunch, Mary dropped a contact lens. We tried to quietly search for it but no luck. When we were adjourned, I turned to those around us and asked them not to move. It almost caused an international conflict. I quickly explained what was wrong and before I knew it, professors, presidents of companies and others were on the carpeted floor and rescued the lens. Immediately we were friends and at the luncheon which followed everyone talked to on another. What an ice breaker! I remember meeting Dr. Grau's sister who was one of the first woman judges in Ohio. I was amazed that she carried with her a resume that was almost a scrapbook of her entire life and work. I felt absolutely naked! I had no identification except my name tag. The Birch Society -- an anti-United Nations group --had written me a rather disturbing letter about this visit to the U. N. The Society felt because I was a principal at Northwood School I was setting a bad example to this area of Columbus. The Society's headquarters were located over a drug store on the northwest corner of Hudson and High Streets. They were right in my jurisdiction. After discussing the letter with various ones at the luncheon, I was advised to turn it over to the FBI. I did and I never heard anything about it. However, the Birch Society made -64- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6ccf0cc7e1dc17ece0e92076720a586e.jpg ec4028e17a3f19037ab494d18bfad524 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (69) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 65 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories no further contact. After lunch we attended a session of the general council. It was dealing with a problem with Cuba. the costumes of various countries -- Africa, Mid-East, etc., were intriguing. Mary and I marveled at the beauty of them. Ear phones were provided to every section so that no matter what language was being spoken, the listener heard it in his own language. Late in the afternoon the experience was over. We gathered our luggage and tried to get a taxi for the airport. It seemed none was going to stop. Finally, one with his light off stopped. He was off duty and on his way home. Since the airport was on his way home he was happy to drop us off. I think this was his "gravy" for the day. We were thankful, for the people sights were becoming a bit unusual, and it was getting dark! One woman in a tight- fitting black pant-suit, cat-like decorative glasses and high heels leading two white French poodles with jeweled collars said it all. If I thought the social studies connection was over when I retired, I was wrong. In the fall of 1978 I was invited to Manhattan College in New York city for a peace conference. I had always wanted to stay at the Waldorf Astoria and this was my opportunity so I checked in. I had a small room and I was not really impressed by the hotel itself. Manhattan College could be compared with Otterbein in buildings, layout and size. The attendees ranged from hippies to Nuns with everything in between. I was not certain where I fit in! The presentations were heart rending. It was a highly emotional plea for peace. One memorable presentation was film confiscated from Japanese photographers who recorded the bombings of Hiroshima. My poem, Holocaust, was a result of viewing the film and hearing the guitar and vocal solo of a young man. My nieces, Vicky and Terry, came to the college, picked me up and took me home with them. I spent several days with them and John. When I flew home, I needed a ride from the airport. I called my dependable neighbor, Ellen, and she rescued me. Since then, I have been in politics, worked with retired teachers, served three years on state committees for the aged, and served two years with AARP at the state legislative level. Much of this early activity led to being named to the teacher of the year award given by the Columbus Jaycees in 1966; and the latter activities led to being named to the Senior Hall of Fame of Central Ohio. Invitation You are cordially invited to the 17th Annual Central Ohio Senior Citizen's Hall of fame Thursday, May 21, 1992 1:00 p.m. Martin Janis Center 600 East 17th Avenue (Ohio State Fairgrounds) Columbus, Ohio -65- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b47430db715607fa18fec143f14379f4.jpg 994137a9424a00149a3b4117feb5fe51 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (70) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 66 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories JEANETTE CURREN RECEIVES KIND OF RECOGNITION OVERDUE Dear Editor, What exciting news to learn that Jeannette Curren, an area resident, was inducted into the Central Ohio Senior Citizens Hall of Fame, Jeannette has worked very hard in our community over the years and it is good to see people who are held in high regard for their tireless work to be recognized. Jeanette and I have been friends for nearly18 years, and I have observed her as an enthusiastic volunteer. She has always tried to exemplify what our community is all about- people working hard together for the benefit of us all. We need more people like her. To her credit, there is a long list of achievements and organizations that I won't list. This only confirms what those of us who know Jeannette already know -- Jeanette really cares about our community. And now she is receiving the kind of recognition that is overdue. Congratulations Jeannette! Will Neff, Exec. Dir. Big Walnut Area Chamber of Commerce NAME CURREN TO SENIORS HALL OF FAME Former Sunbury mayor and Co- lumbus school principal, Jeannette Curren, was honored May 21 by being inducted into the Central Ohio Senior Citizens Hall of fame. The ceremony took place at the Martin Janis Center on the Ohio State Fairgrounds with WBNS-10TV weatherman Joe Holbrook present- ing the awards. The awards cere- mony is sponsored by the Central Ohio Area Agency on Aging and the Columbus Recreation and Parks Dept. Jeannette was one of ten senior citizens from Franklin county and the surrounding counties honored this year for the 17th annual Hall of Fame. Nominated by the Delaware County Retired Teachers Associa- tion, of which she has served as president for six years, Jeannette was escorted by Delaware county commissioner Fay Parrott for the honor. Curren served as mayor of Sunbury from 1980 to 1983 and was a member of Sunbury's council as well. She is involved with the Dela ware county Health Dept. and also is a member of the board of trustees of the Community Library. Jeannette received both her Bachelor's and Master's degrees in Education from The Ohio State Uni- versity. Named as Teacher of the Year by the Columbus Jaycees, she has taught elementary, junior and senior high school English and Social Studies. Jeannette retired as principal having served Northwood, Sharon and Homedale Elementaries in Columbus in that capacity. Besides being active in the Dela ware county Retired Teachers group, Jeannette also serves as District VI director of the Ohio Retired Teachers Association. She also currently serves on the Educa- tion Alumni and Development Ad- visory board at The Ohio State University. A member of the Sunbury United Methodist Church, Jeannette is the widow of former councilman Harold "Tiny" Curren. She has one daughter, Mary, and three grandchildren. Her favorite hobby is doll collect- ing and she makes presentations and exhibits available free - of - charge to many groups. She also enjoys writing and has received awards for both her essays and poetry. Ohio State University 50th Reunion Jeannette Curren '44 leads a lively sing-along at the reunion luncheon at the Ohio Union ballroom. Curren, who majored in music and education and who has been a choir director and church organist, got the crows to join in for a roster of songs that included "Shine On, Harvest Moon." "For Me and My Gal," "You Are My Sunshine," and many others. Curren earned a Master's degree in administration in 1961 and is a retired school principal and former mayor of Sunbury, Ohio. She said she drew on her experience as a high school cheerleader to lead her former classmates in song, adding, "It's fun to do things to make crowds react." . . . .From the Alumni Magazine Photographs of Jeannette Curren at top right and bottom left -66- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/aea3958d8a8c3cc20cf09497fa8f118b.jpg 2bffdfbe9427b8e2749ed28f74e0aa77 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (71) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 67 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Emotional Moments Watching Oprah's show honoring teachers reminded me of the many moving, heart rendering activities the students in the schools where I served had performed. One of the most emotional experiences I have ever seen was the presentation of Samuel Moore's "The Night Before Christmas" by the dear students. At this point in the educational halls there was a debate going on about teaching deaf children to speak or to use sign language. Since my school was located between the Ohio School for the Deaf and the public school Alexander Graham Bell School, my teachers chose to employ any method which would bring these students out of their shells. At Christmas time classes chose presentations according to their ages and abilities and readied them for the Parent Teacher Meeting in December. The regular classes decided to do "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas." Teachers divided the scenes, characters, and responsibilities - programs, costumes and ushering. As principal I was the pianist accompanying all the singing. My fullest attention was given to each moment. It seemed the children had been given special potents - it was the best Grinch I have ever seen or heard by any group! After all the accolades had been acknowledged, the lights were dimmed. A hush came over the audience. The curtains parted slowly. Each student took his designated place, carefully concealing his props needed for his part. Then, the deaf spoke! They spoke in tomes of their own creation. They spoke with their hands through the art work of their props. They spoke with bodily actions which more than once brought down the house! It seemed the characters all were almost enchanted by their own performances. Since the poem was so familiar to everyone, the audience was caught up in the enchantment too. There wasn't a dry eye in the auditorium as the deaf children wished everyone a Merry Christmas and a Good Night! On the day one of former students died, I wrote this poem: One of my student's passed away today My heart is heavy with emotional confusion He became an example Of all our cliches Such as Hold your head high Hard work pays Honesty is the best policy It is more blessed to give than to receive. Ray Wirick was not the star of his high school teams He was the support behind the stars Where ever there were indecisions He made the way with logical decisions Husband, father and grandfather were passions he possessed And he served as a model - the very best -67- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cbde7c936ac3eaee418a1093648f5efe.jpg 69a8d31217279494de5cad5032772da9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (72) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 68 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories To his family his devotions was immeasurable To his community his services were unlimited To his profession neither language nor boundaries could contain it Ray was exemplatory in every fiber of his being. In appreciation for being privileged to be included in this man's circle of friends Join those of us who revere him in making certain His memory will be perpetuated. His belief in education and his belief in historic preservation deserve our support in every conceivable way. Because Ray was a religious man he is now at peace - no more tears, no more pain- I am certain he is comfortable in the presence of his Lord Retirement In 1970 I started to think about retirement. when I became pregnant in 1947, I had taken out my money for retirement. This meant I would need to return that money plus interest to the Ohio Retired Teachers Retirement fund. Since I was a principal by '70, it was not going to pose any problem financially. Along the way I had also done some summer work so I would soon be fifty-five and have thirty-one years of service. Advised to put thought into what one would do after early retirement, I began to wonder what I would do without children in my life - after all, Harold and I only had one daughter, and she had just gotten married - no grandchildren in sight, even then there would be a limit in the number expected. One answer came quite unexpectedly. While cleaning the basement one weekend, I came across a large cardboard box. I wondered what it contained. To my surprise, it was Mary's dolls, toys, and other childhood playthings. Immediately, I told my self to use these items as a hobby - doll collecting. The idea developed rapidly, but I realized I knew nothing about dolls. When I was a child, I did not have many; and if I did, I had to take extremely good care of them. I honestly did not know how dolls were put together. When the idea hit me, I knew I needed to seek help. In my many magazines for crocheting and knitting, ads appeared for home courses in doll repair. I decided to send to Life Career for such a course. What a favor I did for my self! The lessons took one through all the steps to construct and to repair dolls. A lady on Curve Road had a doll business. That is where I found a doll on which to try my new skills. this was the start of a wonderful, fulfilling hobby. With the financial and extra-curricular problems solved, I looked forward to retirement in 1976. When it came so did a series of luncheons, parties, cards, flowers, the -68- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5f041c6ca0a36d18d17873f2624cb02c.jpg b318a066833dec443b730764c4da9ee5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (73) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 69 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories works. It was exciting. The Northend principals gave me a luncheon at The Church on Bethel road and presented me a silver bowl. Sharon faculty had a pot luck and surprised me with a "White House" dollhouse. The sixth graders at Sharon gave me two dolls - safety patrol figures. Homedale held a Sunday afternoon open house, individuals gifts for the dollhouse, tea cups and saucers for my china collection. The women principals had a party at Glenna Palmer's house in Upper Arlington. There were cards and gifts galore - a pillow from Pauline Webb, a scrapbook with signatures, books about retirement to mention a few. Just one week after I finished my schoolwork, Harold suffered a severe heart attack. We had gone camping at Nettlehorst's retreat. The guys were living it up, and food was plentiful. Harold indulged in all of it. During the night, he suffered what we both thought was severe indigestion. He had already been scheduled to go into the hospital for tests, so neither of us were overly alarmed. Upon examination, however, the doctors revealed there had been great damage done to his heart recently. Then, we knew. He was hospitalized for ten days and then greatly restricted in activities - no smoking, no driving, no unusual physical activities at all. Harold and I were co-chairmen of the Bi-Centennial celebration for this area. We had to resign. the summer was difficult as his temper was short and I felt under tension constantly. By September, he was able to drive again and the tension lessened somewhat. The weather then added to our problems. We had planned to go to Florida for the winter, but not until after Thanksgiving and when the doctor said Harold was able to leave. It turned cold. Snow came early. Harold was forced to stay inside. It proved to be a very trying time. His temper and patience proved extremely hot and short. I prayed a lot so I could keep myself under control - for I've always been know as feisty - if down downright belligerent! The doctor finally gave Harold the word to go. He cautioned him to take it easy, and if he felt any stress or strain, to lie down and rest. Two days before we were to leave, I could not move. Physically I was fine, but I could not make myself do a thing. I remember sitting on the couch all day. My psyche was giving me a hard time. The next day, I simply had to pack and have things in order. we drove away, December 6, 1976, but it was only a few weeks until I returned alone and my retirement finally took hold. Florida Since a number of my family lived in Florida it was a difficult decision to make. Harold actually decided that a mobile home next to Bob and Martha in Ockeechobee would be best. It was about half way from there to my brother, Arthur (Ike ) and May at Sebastian and also half way to my sister Julia and Ken in Punta Gorda. We didn't waste too much time buying a mobile home and renting the space beside Bob. Harold enjoyed shopping for the new abode. I remember how glad I was that he was finding things Photo on top left is of our travel trailer - motor home Photo on bottom right is our mobile home place placed in Okeechobee, Florida, January 5, 1977. -69- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ea9e3111177f44eb33fa039ae4e309a1.jpg 6be40644949c8c036253b7a980e80c6c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (74) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 70 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories to do each day. Of course, fishing was one activity he really relished. We were located on a canal leading into Lake Ockeechobee, so it was ideal for him. Life began to settle into a routine. Morning time the egrets flew up the canal and in the evening back toward the lake. Generally we would be having breakfast and our evening meal at the same time as their flights. They were beautiful. I had a ball getting items for the mobile home. It was a time when I could be perfectly free to decorate and to furnish the place as I chose. And I did! I ordered a set of chests - white wicker - for our bedroom, a corner cabinet for our kitchen and a few other items from Sears. I papered the bathroom and added towel rods, soap dish and the like. It was beginning to feel like a home. The pleasant experience did not last long. It was the last two weeks of February when Mary called and wanted Aaron to fly down to be with us. At age five, this was quite an experience. Fortunately, on the way a mutual friend was also on the plane. Yet, Aaron was truly upset and ill when he arrived. As time went on, he grew worse I finally called the hospital and they told me to bring him to emergency. Harold and I took him, and we were attended to immediately. Aaron's ears were infected. The medication soon took hold and when we returned to our mobile home, he was ready to sleep. When all was quiet, Harold said he was surprised that all of this had not affected him. I was relieved, too; however, I slept in Aaron's room so that he would not waken and be frighted by strange surroundings. In Waco, Florida, there was a doll shop, The White House. One could learn to make dolls, buy parts or dolls and doll accessories. I signed for lessons on Tuesdays. On the Monday after Aaron arrived, we drove the motor home over to Ike's and Mary's in Sebastian. Harold , Aaron and Ike planned to go to an island where the Sebastian River emptied into the ocean. There Aaron could pick up shells and fish. While they were gone, I would be making my doll. We agreed to meet at 12:30 p. m. It seemed strange to me that I was having such a bad time trying to paint the eyelashes on my doll. I finally gave up trying as it was time to go anyway. At 12:30 no one came. In fact, I waited an hour before May came. She brought devastating new that Harold had suffered a heart attack and had died on the island. It was confusion beyond my imagination. When I arrived a t the hospital, the officials wanted an autopsy before releasing Harold to the funeral director. I refused. I gave the doctor's name and number in Columbus and explained Harold's heart problems. I was fortunate to persuade them there had been no foul play, and he was released. Plans then proceeded to get him home to Sunbury. During this time my family was very supportive. May knew the funeral director personally so she was extremely helpful. Ike and Harry took charge of Aaron. Everyone who could came to the funeral home to pay their respects. Harry decided to come home with me. The days that followed were filled with activity. The flight home was uneventful. Changing planes in Atlanta was a bit uncomfortable. Keeping five year old Aaron happy was the most demanding action. I truly don't remember what followed our arrival. I just know that I was overwhelmed with the response of people - relatives, friends, businesses, city officials, students, bus drivers, and all my Columbus associates were present. The funeral was the first held in the new Methodist Church. The choir sang. The audience sang. Mary had asked that a poem be read about her dad. It was heart-breaking to hear. Following the burial all who wished were invited to the church for lunch. The women of the church and the Searchlight Club furnished the food. It was a lush layout. One concern had been over food for both Gentile and Jew. When I was asked about, I had said as long -70- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/41a5826c9b00f1e691225e433325ab7e.jpg 45ed5b18e9e01a528040372b74e3198e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (75) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 70 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories as there was a dish with chicken or fish everything would be fine. And, fine it was! However, even if no such dishes had been there, no harm would have been done. I was told by Bud Wyss --one of Harold's travel trailer friends, that Mary's relatives truly enjoyed the ham, too. Scott had once told me that there were nineteen different levels of Judism and he and his family were in the nineteenth. Bea Wyss was also kind to us at this time. She baby-sat with Adrianna, who was only four months old. Bea stayed at our home, too, for protections against unwanted visitors. It was necessary for me to return to Florida to take care of the mobile home and the motor home. I had driven the motor home once - from Westerville to Sunbury! Now I would need to drive it home. When we purchased the mobile home we took out insurance on Harold's life. At the time my feministic leanings came to the front. The company would not offer me such insurance. If Harold died, the loan was paid in full. If I died Harold would have been stuck with it. No one had any notion Harold would die within six weeks. After the business was completed. I was ready to come back to Sunbury. My neighbor and wonderful friend, Ellen Stemen, offered to fly down and ride home with me. and, she did! What a good time we had! Karen and Jim --my niece and nephew --in Orlando invited us to stay a while. Harry and Marg visited her sister who also lived in Orlando. The four of us went to Disney World. Jim took Ellen and me to Rosy O'Grady's nightclub. Then we started on home. We stayed over one night at Corwin, Kentucky. Otherwise the trip home was uneventful. During the summer I really wrestled with upkeep of the property. I learned to mow the acreage. I traded the station wagon for a car --George Baughman helped me. I tried to keep our membership in Triangle Travel Trailers Club. I found that sleep did not come and my appetite dropped. I lost several pounds but felt good. Julia and Karen wanted to go to New Orleans for a vacation. They invited me to go, too. I flew to Orlando and we set off in Karen's van. We found a hotel near the downtown but also close to the French Quarter. We ate at most of the famous restaurants, visited the unusual cemeteries, and famous persons' abodes. We walked the streets of ornate fences and homes. Karen and I went to Bacon street to hear the music. "The Saints Come Marching In" was the climax! The whole trip was memorable. We happened to be in a museum where a ticker tape machine was running. The message was pronouncing the death of Elvis Presley. To and from New Orleans we visited various homes of notable persons. Bellingarth, a Coca Cola originator, was gorgeous. In Mobile, Alabama, we toured the home of Jefferson Davis. The most talked about items there were foot- stools. This home was not elegant, but comfortable. Edna Chandler Another interesting outcome from the funeral was the relationship which developed between Edna Chandler and myself. Edna had lost her husband a few years before and understood my plight. She sent a lovely sympathy card. At Christmas time I tried to answer all the cards that I had received, so I wrote a note on the card inviting Edna to stop in. She did. It was like two long-lost friends. We talked for hours and in the end I invited her to to take a trip to Florida with me. It was an interesting thought and she said would call me later what her decision would be. A few days later we met to make plans for that trip. Our purposes for the trip were valid ones. Edna was a professional rug hooker. She -71- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3c8a92762875bfd55bf8f4acae919ddb.jpg a084b666f86012e3d820b4741739cd46 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (76) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 72 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories knew of a rug hooking teacher on Jeykell Island. There was also a doll museum there--my cup of tea! That would be our first stop. Then, there were all my relatives we could visit. The weather was a bit of trouble to start. The snow was very deep. It was extremely cold and, naturally, icy. When I went out to start to Edna's house, the motor home could not move. It was frozen to the ground. I had to get the men from the Sohio station to come and rescue it. Edna and I were getting a late start, but it really didn't matter for we had NO time schedule to follow! Whenever we stopped for an overnight, I would see to hooking up our power resources and making the motor home a home. Edna would cook our evening meal. We both cleaned up afterwards, made up our beds, watched TV, and then talk, laugh, and plan for the next day. Edna was truly a "fun" gal. She did imitation of Betty Boop that never failed to set us into hysterics. Apparently, our laughter resounded outside our motor home and we were often asked by others what was happening. We made several acquaintances this way. One such person was a retired naval officer from Attica, New York. He invited us over to his motor home for a visit. His wife, Betty, was a jewel. We had a lot to talk about. Late in the night we needed to return to our home. Our gallant sailor insisted on escorting us. I never was certain of how many campers we awakened that night! Out stay at Jeykell Island was very enjoyable, educational, and , inspirational. We had an excellent camp site. We found the hooking teacher and Edna stayed there while I went on to the doll museum. I learned quickly about driving on the island. There were many old native trees there with low, solid branches. I did not want to hit one of those! My experience at the doll museum was truly rewarding. I had read about the Japanese ceremony, Boys' and Girls' Festivals, but I had never seen one. To greet one as you entered was an excellent display placed on the stairway. This curator knew how to display the doll collection. Dolls were not in glass cases, and other collectible items surrounded them. An Indian doll (or dolls) would have toy ponies tepees, weaving articles and the like. I was truly impressed and I told the curator about my love for dolls. She, in turn, gave me a pass to come back again and spend as much time as I wanted. Edna and I shared many interesting experiences. We went to New York to visit her son, Tim. He was working for Joseph Papps. It was no chore to get tickets to plays--"Dolly", "Annie" and "Runaways", to name a few. We ate at the outstanding restaurants and visited Rockefeller Center often. Lincoln Center didn't escape us either. It was memorable! Edna taught rug hooking at a senior citizens center in Columbus. When the center planned a trip to Washington, D. C., I was invited to go along. We went by bus. The driver and the tour guide made it easy, fun, and educational. Not only did we experience Washington but went to Williamsburg and Greenbrier, White Sulphur Springs, also. It was a delightful journey. Edna moved to Columbus into a condo which she Pictured is Edna Chandler doing her hooking. -72- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e6f1c39718e5ffc2af5e2a8dbfd80ab2.jpg 780701a4b01376e3cc57615692a9072e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (77) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 73 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories transformed into a charming abode. Later she searched for an adult care center and close Oakleaf on Karl Road. Again she made a beautiful spot of a sow's ear. She was also closer to Marty and his family. It wasn't long, however, until her health failed. The little bluebird on her finger, as she lay in her final bed, spoke volumes to those who knew and loved her. When I was a teenager, I never sowed any wild oats so to speak. My mother was very strict -- to the point of embarrassment to me. Now, after the mourning period, here I was fifty-five years of age, sufficient money to exist on and no ties. I suddenly enjoyed a burst of freedom I had never before experienced. It was time for me to sow my wild oats. And, I did -- and as far as that goes, I still am. I am a feminist in my thinking. I like to do what I want to do without any hassle. That is why I have a companion, a friend who lives in my home but I am in no way--legally, spiritually or otherwise-- married. Many people do not agree or approve but that is the privilege of this day and age. I returned to Sunbury to deal with reality. If it had not been for Otis Horsely, I would never have conquered the mowing. He kept the mower working. The old mulberry tree tried to stop me. One of its limbs gave me a nasty whack but fortunately, I kept control. In January of 1978 there were traumatic events for me -- a blizzard, a robbery, and the birth of a third grandchild. Challenging events tested my ability to cope with surviving alone. Having a break-in and robbery really shook me. Naturally, I was needed at Mary's home on Old Post Rd. to help with the two grandchildren and the arrival of the third. I had packed my bags to be prepared to stay for a week or two. Upon a visit to the doctor Mary was told it would be a couple of weeks before delivery, so I decided to go back home. There was a fresh shower of snow before I drove back to Sunbury. When I started to unload my suitcase, I noticed some footprints along the side walk but did not think too much about them. It took a few minutes for me to unlock and carry my things inside. When I flipped on the lights in the bedroom, I caught my breath! The room was a shambles! Lamps were knocked over, the mattress on the bed was askew! Drawers were pulled out and dumped on the bed. The half bath window shade was down and my jewelry drawer on the floor. I recovered enough to grab the phone and call the police, my neighbors, the Stemens, and the insurance company. Not only had my bedroom been riffled, but the back room I used for a den was disaster. As the house was checked, the culprits had had a difficult time entering the house. They had worked on a window on the South side of the house. A window in the basement door was broken. they had gotten into the basement and had gone up the stairs, found the kitchen door locked, pried at it but gave up. They finally ran a foot through my front door glass and gained the entrance they wanted. The police felt I had come, however, at the right time for I had surprised the robbers and they left in such a hurry the front door was left open and the house was still warm as toast. I keep saying "they" as the police determined there had been a car waiting on the 3C highway for the robber. The police traced the robber down through the pines by a track of a pulled pillow case containing the loot. Nothing was ever recovered. Several items of nostalgic value and some financial value were taken. The only remembrance I had of my father's was a set of gold cuff links. They were gone. Three railroad watches from Harold's family were missing. My charm bracelet the seventh grade students at Dominican Junior High had presented me disappeared. And, my sesquicentennial officer's pin with my name engraved on it had been taken. -73- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2d6509c855e81982866038cb03d7840f.jpg 04f155aa40ee83ecef8573c7634a0d42 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (78) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 74 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Why it was thought, the robbers might return that night, I don't know. The house could not be secured for one thing. I spent the night in a chair in a dark corner with a gun on my lap. I was angry, hurt and generally upset that I vowed if anything came near during the night I would shoot first and ask questions later. The night passed slowly and uneventfully! The robbery was never solved and the items I missed the most were father's gold cuff links -- the only thing I had of dad's, old pocket watches and fobs from Harold's family and a charm bracelet given to me by the seventh grade class at Dominion when I was named junior high teacher of the year by the Columbus Jaycees. I tried to rationalize that these were only material things and I must treasure them in memory only. This experience made me stop and think about valuables and safety. As a result I made two moves to counteract these things. One, I had as extensive alarm system installed and two, I decided to have an auction and rid myself of some items. The alarm system is permanent and the auction was a huge success. On Sept. 29, 1978, grandson's Aaron's birthday--Ed Lake, a local auctioneer held the auction. It was an exciting time. The items ranged from a gun collection to antiques from Harold's home in Waldo; from boats to relatively new items I decided to sell. The day was a perfect autumn one. The crowd was beyond my imagination. Jay Stemen opened his land for a parking area which was greatly appreciated. During the early part of the day I stayed inside. I found the whole thing highly emotional and I did not want to make any scene outside. Mary, Scott, and the children had a ball. Mary had two guns set aside for the grandchildren. Bob Reppart talked her into that. There was one gun that I had always liked just because it had a beautiful stock. Late in the afternoon I ventured out. As I came around the side of the carport, I heard some men saying they were worried about having to leave some articles while they went for a truck. I spoke up and told them they could store them in my basement for safety. Just them another man joined us and had my favorite gun in his hands. I exclaimed over it and explained I had almost kept it. He replied maybe you can. He asked if he might call on me later. Right then and there we became friends. Ten days later, we were dating. The auction rewarded me with not only a material cleansing but the beginning of a life long relationship. That is how I met Robert Charles Hanawalt. We kept the the gun in the family for I bought it back from him. The auction triggered another event. the purchase of the headstones in the cemetery. By this time I realized I could not maintain two places of residence and decided to sell the mobile home in Florida. Julia and Ken helped me move those items I had added to the place. Bob and Martha helped me know how to handle water, electric and telephone services. I bade good-bye to it. Edith and Clarence Swope were looking for a place to buy in the South. I was only too happy to sell it to them. These two financial transactions enabled me to choose a tombstone for Harold.Right after his funeral and for weeks I was bombarded by sales people wanting to sell me a tombstone. My neighbor, Mr. Lane, was my choice for a salesman. I told him when I knew what I wanted I'd call him. One day as I was vacuuming the hallway in my house, I looked up and saw a photo of Harold when he was between eight and ten years of age. It struck me like a thunderbolt! Wouldn't that make a wonderful marker! I grabbed the photo and ran to Mr. Lane's house. -74- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7cd0994c9078afec690359e65471c70d.jpg 8b1e78daf1016396fde8595db5970ec8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (79) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 75 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories When I asked if a sculptor could do stone of it he said he didn't know. why not? We went to Delaware to Fuller Monument Company and explained what I wanted. We visited the Delaware Cemetery to see statues of Jesus and Mary. Then, Mr. Fuller took the photo and on the weekend he and his wife drove to Barre, Vermont, to start the project. The company in Barre, Vermont, were excited about the idea. Personalized Sculptures of Currens' Youth Personalized sculptures of their youth is the way a Sunbury woman has chosen to show her fond memories of her late husband, Harold Curren. Jeannette Curren, Sedgwick St., pictured above with the memorial on her husband's grave in Sunbury Memorial Park, has in one way immortalized those memories as well as the art form in which they are done. The monument, depicting an 8-10 year old Harold, 'Gone Fishin', and a same aged Jeanette entitled "Tender Love", are sculptures created from pictures of the two in their youth. Fuller Monument, Delaware, through their marble sculptors in Berry, Vt., helped Jeannette coordinate and realize the personalized markers. Jeannette says she chose Harold's pose in one of his favorite pastimes, fishing. Her own pose was taken from a picture of her the day of her first piano recital. The detail in the sculpture captures a stringer of bluegills in Harold's hand as well as the bobber on his make-shift pole and the knot in the string which holds his overalls around his neck. On Jeannette's statue, the sculptors captured the ribbon tying her dress, and a rose in one hand with a butterfly sitting on the other. "When I went to Berry this spring to see how they were coming along, the sculptors told me they were the most unusual markers they'd every made, especially from photographs. It's something in three dimensions from a photograph they told me," Jeanette says. "And you should see the cemetery there. Just walking through it - you get an artistic high," Jeannette explained. Jeannette adds that one of her intrigues has always been wondering what deceased persons she did not know had been like and what they looked like. "This is one way to show others who didn't know Harold a little bit about him." John J. Lane, representative for Fuller Monuments in Sunbury, says it took months of searching and planning for just the right memorial for the Currens. "Personalized memorials seem to be the trend today. they capture many memories of loved ones, deeds of kindness, moments of compassion and years of dedication. As investment that will will last forever.," he adds. The Currens' grandson, Aaron Bloch, who is about the same age as his grandparent as depicted in the statues, summed up his feelings in, "there's still something about Grandpa I can touch." -75- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1cafb47bb41b7b2793053eb1407ae441.jpg dfdb98886b038b014269144e9e3b58c7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (80) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 76 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Trips Besides all the trips to Florida, New Jersey, New York and New Mexico, I wanted to see Europe. In October of 1987, it was possible. Getting ready for a twenty-three day trip was no easy chore. The advice one received from meaningful friends and well wishers is both helpful and hilarious. One idea was wear your oldest underclothes. Then instead of packing dirty clothing or violating the hotel's no washing of clothes rule, throw them away. This also gave one packing room for souvenirs. It worked! But the simple lessons one learns are crucial teachers. They teach you to read the small print. One vital thing I forgot, a a result, was wash cloths. Foreign hotels do not (did not) provide them. At the other extreme, however, they have bidets! My trip started with a flight from Columbus to O'Hare in Chicago. Changing planes is always a bit nerve wracking, but not this time. My departure area was only a short way away. Also checking through customs was simple. There was a reasonable wait-over before we could board the plane for London. I remember very little about the flight over. I recall I had a window seat but it was night. We were thirty thousand feet up but I do remember seeing lights below a few times. Otherwise I slept. Upon arrival at Heathrow Airport in the London area, I was met by hostesses who called me by name and led me to an awaiting transport vehicle. The ride into the city was interesting-- we drove on the left side of the road and I had to concentrate on the scenery to keep from reacting! I was surprised by the small but beautiful fenced -in yards that nearly every house or apartment had. After I arrived at the hotel--Central Park--I had some time to kill so I found the London Toy and Model Museum was within walking distance of the hotel. So, I went. It proved to be a very rewarding adventure. Imagine, an ordinary person from a small town in Ohio enjoying the offerings of this huge, wonderful city all by oneself, and feeling very much at home! I spent some time there viewing dolls, dollhouses, and miniature cars. Upon my return to the hotel, I was able to check into my room. It was not first class, but it sufficed. I never did get hot water and showered in the cold! I ate dinner in the dining room alone. Then it was time to meet all the other 46 members of the group. From this group came three lovely ladies--Rosemary Ritter, Corine Miller and Evelyn Davidoff. Being alone, we gravitated toward each other and formed a great quartet. A tour of London took us to all the tourist spots and more. Lunch at Talbot Tavern was delicious. Dinner in the evening was the Mignon Hungarian Restaurant near the hotel. A violinist entertained us. The Tour bus trip to the White Cliffs of Dover took us through a plain grassy area, Blackheath. Our guide explained Blackheath was where people who died during the Black Plague had been buried. It has not been disturbed since. The trip over the English Channel was memorable. The tour called for the hover craft crossing, but the weather was so bad --wind and rain -- that the crafts were not running. It was a really bumpy ride on the ferry, The Pride of Dover. It felt like the ship hit large potholes. In the restaurant, dishes and food were sliding all over the tables. We grabbed our servings and held onto them. Arriving at Chalis, France, we went very quickly through customs and headed to Brussels, Belgium. Along the way WWII bunkers near Dunkerque were all evident from the events forty years earlier. Brussells boasted palaces, government buildings, churches and market squares. The -76- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bd5e72418bd8c01a0046e7cd13d7e526.jpg 21190951159fe717ad3429d377c76349 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (81) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 77 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Mannekin Pis was a jovial sight there. There was an Expo taking place, also the flags of nations were flying. A huge structure shaped like atom of helium graced the view! Most unusual! The visit to the American Memorial where General Patton is buried was a traumatic affair. There is a marker for every state and a list of names of each person who gave his or her life. Patton's grave is at the head and all the rows of graves are laid out in a fan shape from it. Awesome! Luxembourg was a bit of a disappointment. The Alzetta River could not be seen for bulwarks and grasses. The stores were closed and window shopping revealed nothing unusual. The Moselle Valley was nice but the fun began at the crossing over of the Rhine. It proved to be a very active river with barges, ferries, pleasure boats, and the like. On either side of the river is lined with vineyards, beautiful homes, and old castles. Breath-taking! the Lorelei Rock is on the narrowest spot on the river and bordered by huge rocks. Flags and a statue mark the spot. I always dreamed about Heidelberg and the possibility of studying there. Now, there I was and I was close to heaven. From the Heidelberg Fort and Castle, one could see everything! The old towers and bridge were sights to behold. In Munich I was amazed to be in the beer hall where Hitler was unsuccessful in his coup attempt in 1923. I will never forget the number of steps there were to the second -- but main floor. Bob Hanawalt The last twenty years have been spent in the company of Robert Charles Hanawalt, Sr. I met him at the auction as I have previously written. Within ten days he called. We made a date for a day or so later. He was a Columbus fireman and had an unusual schedule of work hours. He was nearing retirement and had vacation days to spend. We decided -- after several meetings -- we would take off in our motor home for the South. The motivation was the Gator Bowl game. Ohio State would play Clemson. I contacted some former teachers -- the Woodrows -- who sold us their tickets. In Jacksonville we parked in the section for motor homes in the university parking lot. It so happened that our tickets seated us among the Clemson fans. When Woodie Hayes pulled his infamous slap act, we were aghast. The Clemson fans soon put us at ease. One remarked he'd got his money's worth seeing Woody show himself. When returned to the motor home we draped a towel over our license tag --we were truly ashamed of the incident. Personally, I was appalled. I had never felt compelled to call or write a university in my life before, but this action triggered it. When I tried to call every line was busy! I never did get through. Pictured are Jeannette and Bob at Linden McKinley class Reunion. -77- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1f96f37892534b1c8cbbefc1ef0548a6.jpg bbf6add41b07056f02d88a92b516eae3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (82) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 78 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories We had to get home because Bob had to return to work. As soon as he had all his affairs in order, we decided to go back to Florida for an extended vacation. The fun never ceased. The stay at Key West was outstanding. We found a nice camp and settled in. To our surprise we were parked next Chester Buchanan, the country singer. He was very friendly and fun to talk with. He told us that he and his brother, Lester, missed the boat when they turned down the opportunity to record "The Orange Blossom Special". There was custom in the camp, that if a person caught a large fish on a fishing expedition, a potluck would be held for the camp. Bob went on the expedition and low and behold, his catch was big enough to be included in the pot-luck! It was a six to eight pound grouper. The people who came to the potluck were mostly retired naval officers. Coca Cheeca, Key West, was a base for the naval air squadron. These officers had all the privileges of the base. They extended some privileges to us. One couple invited us to a dinner and dance there. We accepted and had a wonderful time. I came away appreciating Jim Reeves who sang "Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone." Writing Poetry There is something about being around the water that triggers my poetic nature. Out of the stay came the following poems: Rooftops and Chimneys Have you ever climbed the rounding stairs Of a lighthouse on the shore Or monument like Washington's? And there are many more. When you walk beside the parapet Clothed in bars of iron And gaze upon the roof tops there, Do you feel the magic and the charm Beneath your spellbound stare? In the panorama stretching Just as far as I could see One item caught my fancy T'was the sight of chimneys In the cool and colder climes There are stacks atop galore But in the climes of tropic isles One can search the landscape o'er Before a single flu or vamp Will rise above earth's floor. Rooftops of the cities of European flair Cause one to gape in disbelief O'er the romantic lore that's there - The Spanish tile, the thatched effect The sod, the palm, the skin Can shelter man in every land And keep him safe within. The chimneys rising out of these House storks or smaller fowl The curling smoke each one emits Mark a warm abode within. Oh, I love to climb the heights of towers To view the sight around For someone held a dream for this Long before my day And left his dram for me to share As I passed along this way. -78- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2c4ce45d97f4c72282f2603e3f8056fb.jpg e8c14c8159d37ed2a91a58287803b0ea Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (83) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 79 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Death at the Dock The charter boats are docking- Their catches to show The fishermen's widows Waiting in a row, Meanwhile, crowds gather On Mallery dock Freaks, artists, and peddlers Their wares to hawk. The air is now shattered With the beat of a drum Jugglers toss tenpins While guitarists strum. Buxom girls wriggle To combo measures; All who have come here Seek only pleasures. The Sun is the master Of Ceremonies today And these lovers of nature Bow down to pray To the solar spectacular Now on display. When the arch of this ball Disappears in a wave Clapping and shouting Accompany it to its grave. Having properly buried This day and its light The fickle crowds scatter And under the cover of night Seek the adventures The day's eyes dislike! Rumor spread through the camp that I was a writer of some kind and soon I was receiving requests to compose verses for people. The poem that cause the most response was "Two Shoes'. It was about a tough, rough aviator who had lost a leg in World War II. He was so impressed he asked me to read it to his brother who came to visit some time later. A Pair - Two shoes "I'd like some shoes, "the man said. "Of course," the clerk replied; "Just choose your style and try them on We're really well supplied." The man chose his styles most carefully And tried them one by one; His choices were one brown - one white, They were sandals for the sun. He told the clerk, "I want one each - a right." The clerk seemed to hesitate The man quickly caught the stare Said he, "Two shoes make a pair - Two shoes, please, both right." Without delay the clerk returned A lesson in humility learned; A pair can be two shoes, 'tis true, When only one foot needs a shoe. -79- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/96e6e529973008d00817663aee354f93.jpg 35bc104966cdd09cbb848147313df1dc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (84) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 80 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories While I had been in Key West two times before--once with Harold, Harry and Mary and another time with Edna Chandler--this tour was really different! We took the train tour, went through Audubon House, visited Hemingway's home, loved the thirty-two cats, looked at the homes and the methods of water collection and usage; ate adante green beans on a second floor tree-house type deck, and experienced Mallory Square and Dock. We thoroughly enjoyed visiting my sister in Punta Gorda. Bob joined the American Legion there and we enjoyed luncheon, dinner, dance and in general, the people. At my brother, Ike's place, we visited the area around Sebastian and also were able to spend some time with Aunt Dorothy, Harry and Marguerite. On the way home we would often visit Bob's daughter in Chesapeake, Va. One time--for my birthday--we took advantage for some advertisement for Fairfield will share. Bob bought one. Since then we have enjoyed many trips to Lake Lure in North Carolina near Chimney Rock. Because one can trade weeks for other places owned by Fairfield we have been in many places up and down the Atlantic coast, often in Tennessee and as far west as Arkansas Ozarks. Bob has been a positive factor in helping me maintain my home on Sedgwick. He was the sole brick layer of the front patio. He had kept the flowers blooming and the grass mowed like a carpet. Decorating Tiny and I had discussed having a professional decorate the house someday. The "some" day came in 1979. I hired a decorating service and began a total re'do of the house on the inside. Where there were painted walls, they were papered. Where there were partial rug covers on the red beech floors, carpet covered all. The furniture was sold and new furniture replaced the old. Instead of solid wooden items, there were now glass and brass. The progress took nearly a year to evolve but I was thoroughly happy with the result. While the decorator and various workers did the major items, I had much to do also. I painted areas myself and redid some pieces of furniture. Again I was happy with the results. A year or so later, two major projects altered the outside of the house. A patio was created at the front entrance and a deck was built on to the dining room. When I mentioned making a patio, Bob Corwin who was over the street and cemetery said if I needed bricks for it, there was a large supply of bricks from the old Sunbury streets piled up at the village garage. He needed the area and would be happy to be rid of them. Bob Hanawalt made plans to lay a brick patio at the front of the house. Jay Stemen used his equipment to remove the concrete sidewalk. Ted Foreman said he could use the walk so he came and hauled it away. A layer of gravel was covered with clear plastic. Sand was poured atop the plastic. Bricks were then placed in a pattern to finish the basic work. Bob and I had made trip after trip to the village garage for the brick. Bob had a flat trailer on which to haul them. As I write this, it all sounds so easy but I felt like Churchill -- "it took blood, sweat, and tears" to accomplish. The rewards, however, have been many and are continuing to bring pleasure to us. To complete the landscaping, Bob installed a wooden rail-type fence along the north side of the house. He planted both sides of the patio with seasonal flowers which he changes -80- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/adb33039741c225a70a72cf8d34e7930.jpg f97df7a122b84e9d455fa6f117e19abc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (85) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 81 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories according to desire. It always looks lovely with the crocuses, daffodils, pansies, grape hyacinth, tulips, geraniums, hollyhocks, begonias and other plants. The second project was the deck. There was a narrow balcony across the south side of the dining room. One could have a chair and a small table on it but the house had no direct access to the south side. A deck would solve the problems. This was the beginning of a new friendship also. "Jay" Clark had done the work for the village. Dennis Bell suggested I talk with him. I did and he agreed to do the work. Early in the process his wife, Laverna, came to see him and we struck up a conversation. After several cups of coffee, she had to leave but promised to come back. And she did for many years to follow. She became like family. When my sister moved to town she became her friend, too. Laverna Clark is a hard-working, talented woman who is an asset to the Big Walnut community. The deck has proven to be an asset for me. Whenever I entertain a large group, we utilize the area -- weather permitting. Evenings on the deck are wonderful. If there is a breeze, one gets it. The deck is high enough the mosquitoes, do not bother one too often. The access to the south side is convenient especially since a pole barn has been added to the area. The homestead is very liveable now and I believe I'll probably end my days on this little corner of the world. The Lock Box If one thinks the funeral of a loved one is difficult, think too of the experiences one has clearing up debts, deeds, and many other legalities. Had it not been for Jim Whitney, attorney, and Mary Basbagil, CPA, my problems would have been much worse. Fortunately, there was a will which again saved stress and strain; but, there was one bit ownership which gave me irritation - the safety deposit box. When Harold died, the box was sealed. No one could get to its contents. It was necessary for the county auditor and my attorney to be present at the opening. How annoying it was that I could touch nothing while they went through personal items of ours! By the time all the items had been scrutinized by them, I was furious. Since Harold had collected coins, I was advised to have an evaluation made. I had to hire a coin expert to decide whether I had inherited a coin collection or an amassment. Fortunately, it was named an amassment which saved a taxation from being assessed on the coins. As soon as the coins were determined to be mine - free and clear - I gave them to Mary. She had a friend who dealt in coins. With his help, she made good use of them. As for the safety deposit box, I felt I should keep it - deeds to property, insurance policies and other valuable would be "safe" there. However, the new attorney keeps wills, deeds, etc. in his office so I began to feel no need of the box. After twenty years, I decided to clean out the box and return it to the bank. It was the first time after Harold's death that I had begun to feel a need for some extra money. I felt, too, it was time to reassess my holdings and responsibilities. The giving up of the safety deposit box was one of the decisions I made. When I cleaned the box out, I opened the big lid and removed all the papers. I reached in to feel for anything I might have missed. I felt nothing. Then, I thought I better open the short end lid, just in case something might have slipped and gotten into this end. Sure enough, I felt something. It felt solid and soft. As I pulled it out, my heart started to beat faster than it had in years! I looked and beheld a wad of folding money! I took a few seconds to recover -81- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2120c21ebfd14db0e8a68a3aa75b469b.jpg ce8935702b6a2eb521e8c6a452f3e086 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (86) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 82 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories from the surprise. I slipped the wad into my tote with the rest of the contents. Then calmly I finished the business connected with the safety box. Out in the car, I just sat there for a few minutes. Mentally, I was offering up thanks to Harold. After being gone for twenty years, he was still taking care of me. Since I had turned to a coin dealer before and had profited, I thought I should do so again. I went to Allen's in Westerville for some of the rarer bills and to Steve Green, an auctioneer, in Sunbury for some. Both rewarded me generously. It made remarkable difference in my financial status. The One Dog in My Life Somewhere and sometime along the way I saw a white West Highland terrier and fell in love with the breed. Whenever I talked with fiends, the subject would come up in our discussion. One evening while entertaining a former student and her husband, I mentioned wanting a "Westie". She was amazed and told me her boss had some for sale. She would tell him about me and, perhaps, he would sell me one. She did and he agreed. Bob and I picked up a little puff ball of white fur when he was ready to leave the litter. There was something about this tiny creature that touched my heart like nothing else had before or since. What a joy he was! Since Bob had had more experience in training dogs than I had ever seen, I, more or less, left it to him to teach my puppy how to live with us. It was Bob, too, who came up with a name, Jeannette's Jock. He was Jock from that day on. Jock went with us nearly everywhere we went. There was one time when we would not take him to our fair-share unit at Lake Lure. Ellen Stemen offered to take care of him. Whenever we went away without him, we would say, "Take care of the house, Jock." Never giving it a thought, I said it to him when we left. Upon our return, Ellen told us he wouldn't get near her. She found it difficult to care for him. After we came back he was friendly as could be to Ellen. When Julia's husband, Ken, passed away I went down to Florida to be with her and stayed an extended period of time. Bob was with Jock so I did not worry. I took a bus home and rode 36 hours. At one stop I called home. Bob reluctantly told me Jock was missing. The remainder of the ride home was anything but pleasant. Bob put the word out that Jock was missing. He even made a poster. Fortunately, the local police were notified and it wasn't long before Jock had a ride home in a police cruiser. Another time my brother, Harry, was looking after him. We were in Florida at my sister's, Julia's, house when I received a call from Mary warning me that Jock was not doing well. Needless to say, it took about twenty hours of hard driving but home I came. Jock and I were both overjoyed to be with each other. I never left him with anyone else again. Whenever I played the piano Jock would crawl under it and stay until I stopped. It was no wonder that one morning I found my ten year old darling in his final sleep. Pictured is Jeanette's Jock. -82- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/72512f48b983a7294484ded0d4cd1528.jpg 3e82dab663f9ff76e4635728fbcbeaa8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (87) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 83 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories I miss Jock but I have no desire to have another dog. I love the memories of him too much. Why I Became a Mayor A year and one-half after Harold (Tiny) died Harold Kintner announced his retirement from public service. Tiny had told me that he would run for mayor if Harold Kintner ever decided not to run. We had always supported Mr. Kintner. We even served on his political committee. Now Tiny was gone and I knew he had wanted to run for the mayor's office After all, he had served on council for years and was a central committeeman for the Republican Party. Because I had always backed Tiny in his services, I decided to enter the race for mayor. The slate included three men-- Robert Reed, Mr. Russell, and Adrian Abolins. There were many issues to consider. I tried to sum it all up in a poem. My campaign was not endorsed by any specific group, newspaper, or individual. I received encouragement from many persons. I have tried to remember when and where I made public appearances but I cannot. None seemed to stand out as being either harmful or helpful. I was happy to find that the public had voted for me as there was no close count and a re-count was not needed. During the time from the November election and the taking of office, I tried to become aware of the problems facing the administration. The old cliche of scrutinize, organize, delegate, and supervise came into play. I attended the council meetings, held conversations with Mr Kintner, and talked with elected council -persons. The pressure of the responsibility became greater at every move. I was fully aware that every move I made would result in "heck if you do and heck if you don't", but moves had to be made so I made them when I was inaugurated. The idea of the inauguration was important for various reasons. One, this was the election of the first woman mayor. Second, it was won without the backing of a committee, party or a newspaper. Third, it would establish a formal atmosphere - the "good ole boys' type was passe. Invitations were sent. Preparations were laid at Jon-Jon's Restaurant. It turned out to be a very interesting experience. Kenny Crowl overslept and barely made it in time for the invocation. James Whitney - the lawyer who had so kindly taken me through the legalities following Tiny's death - gave a greeting as only he could have done at such an occasion. Colors were posted by the American Legion member and the Pledge of Allegiance led. Pictured is a copy of the invitation to Jeanette Curren's inauguration as mayor of Sunbury: The honor of your presence is requested at the ceremony attending the swearing-in of Jeanette E. Curren as Mayor of The Village of Sunbury Sunday, December 30, 1979 8:00 p.m. at Mr. Tom's Country Fixin's Restaurant E. SR 37. Sunbury R.s.v.p. 614-965-3914 -83- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3ced8e7884d670fee3af06fd5573e423.jpg f6cbbc2b2dde828ea8362d5fb61441c2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (88) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 84 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories The introductions of guests included the following county officials: Commissioner Merle Law, Sheriff Bill Lavery and Prosecutor Duncan Whitney. Local officials included Mayor Harold Kintner, Mayor Willie York (Galena), Council woman and husband Donna and Martin Barenck, Councilman Adrian Abolins and Mrs Abolins, Councilman Dennis Bell, Councilman Robert Reed and Mrs. Robert Reed, Council woman Becky and Glenn Hayes, Clerk-Treasurer Dan Conant and Mrs. Bebe Conant, Councilman Jack Brehm and Mrs. (Polly Whitney) Brehm, and Police Chief Walter Niece. The Swearing-In was conducted by Peter Monos, the attorney for the Sunbury Village council. My grandson Aaron Eugene Block, held the Bible. Dan Conant was also sworn in. After a few remarks by me - and believe me, they must have been few for I cannot remember them - Kenny Crowl gave the Benediction and everyone was invited to participate in refreshments. Two good friends Edna Chandler and Elizabeth Stelzer oversaw the food and its presentation. In the time that followed people mingled and seemed to have enjoyed the whole affair. Channel 4 of Columbus TV aired the event. The early morning Columbus paper had a nice write-up on the front page the next day. Organization included adopting an agenda, and appointing department heads and council committees. Through some political moves made prior to my term the police court was removed from my jurisdiction. It didn't take long to find out why, but it also did not take long for me to move on the police department During the campaign there had been numerous complaints about the police department. As I looked into it there were over twenty-one persons sworn in as police. For a village of two-thousand -- more or less -- this seemed out of proportion. Rumor had it that if someone expressed a desire to be a police person all that was needed was to ask and one would be sworn in on the spot, even if the spot were on the square. Of course, this was not legal. The applicants were supposed to be approved by council. Upon consulting with the village legal counselor, Peter Manos, a plan was made to re-construct the department and control the personnel. Five regular duty men were kept in tack but the others were asked to turn in uniforms, weapons, and then, apply for the position if they truly wanted the job. The impact was unbelievable. To the police department I became Kohmeni! Actions followed which amazed nearly all concerned. The recently organized fire department supported the police organization. Tom Clark, a lawyer for the police, took up the defense. As mayor, I was under litigation from February until May. I could not publicly comment on any of it while the policemen and firemen were free to talk -- and talk they did! Some interesting results occurred. One young man was fired by the police chief over a problem with purchase of some guns. Another policeman resigned who owned a two- way radio system. I had the Bureau of Federal Investigations contacted but the advice they gave me called for measures I felt were too severe and too complicated to be undertaken in this situation. Of all the persons concerned with the police department, only one came to me personally and talked. His position was not in jeopardy and we talked freely. It was at that time I began to change my daily routine. I no longer slept eleven p.m. to six-thirty a.m. I did not go to bed until 4 a.m. and I asked not to be disturbed until 9 a.m. When I went outside the house, I was cautious and I looked over my car carefully before I used it. I learned where and how to park in public areas and to notice anything that might seem out-of- place or unusual. At the May meeting of Council ten policemen attended. An agreement had been -84- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0b9673ccf11574150f24c8f2b8b7d6a5.jpg c37cbbfbb2410d713514d5f1808a85db Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (89) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 85 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories reached and a written document was to govern the department. One person said he would challenge the decision. He was told if he had not come to be sworn in and approved by council, he could leave. He left. The others were sworn-in and the department cleaned up its act. Incidentally, it was at this meeting that Pat Caston came. I was truly pleased that one of Columbus' best principals cared. The Bureau of Motor Vehicles maintained an office in the local government building. The revenue from this department was very good. It was difficult job to keep the financial end of it in order. The temptations while handling the money were great. It was, however, a bonded position so if any discrepancies occurred, the village was covered. The State of Ohio was responsible for this service. When the State re-organized the department, the Sunbury office was closed. The need for a facility to house the government of Sunbury was coming to a crisis. The Town Hall was now the Community Library. Although the agreement was to hold Council meetings there it became an impossibility. Boxes of books shoved under the table prevented one from comfortable seating. The Spanish-tile roof on a house on the corner of Columbus and Granville streets housed the mayor offices. The clerk-treasurer, Dan Conant, and I shared an office. The Bureau of Motor Vehicles was located in the back of the house, necessitating walking a hallway. The water department and the income tax collector, Ellen Stemen, shared a room. The police department had a small office on the west side of the house. The second floor housed a pool table and a map room. I wanted to clean up the floor and have an office there but it was vetoed as inaccessible to the public--especially the handicapped. The climax came one day when the ceiling of the hallway actually exploded and fell in a million pieces. Had there been anyone in the hall at that time, it would have been tragic! It was necessary to find better housing. Two facilities were rented--the east side of the Farm Bureau Building on the south side of the square and a house trailer on Morning Street where the treasurer and the mayor had offices. These facilities proved adequate for a while but it was now evident how badly a home for the village was needed. Superintendent Richard Miller made a memorable comment on our move. "They say you can't move the government but Sunbury is doing it," was the gist of it. Plans for a new building on the corner were put into play. what a struggle! Opponents came out of the woodwork. Public meetings were called by rabble-rousers. The first Pictured is a copy of the invitation to the dedication of the Sunbury Municipal Building: The Mayor and the Council and the Village of Sunbury cordially invite you to the dedication of the Sunbury Municipal Building on Saturday, the seventeenth of December, 1983 at 2:00 p.m. 9 East Granville Street Sunbury, Ohio 43074 -85- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b7c2383e084a91f51ecb9461e1d51335.jpg 3ab7687e27dc0916848742ba2c501195 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (90) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 86 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories plans called for a federal-type building. It was rejected. The council had to start over and they did!This time they succeeded. A new building was in the making during 1983 and was dedicated in December just before my term ended. John Kaisich honored Sunbury with his presence at the dedication. The village has been sued for improper storm sewage disposal. The former administration had pinpointed money for working on this project. One trouble spot was on East Rainbow. Bids were accepted and a company was chosen to handle the work. It was necessary to go deep into the side of the street to lay pipe. Safety structures were installed. When the work was completed the structures had to be removed. In the process, a measuring device started to fall into the ditch. A worker tried to save it and fell in himself. Two co- workers jumped in to help him and dirt covered them all. The cave-in took its toll. The two men who tried to help were rescued but the other man died. I was told by the funeral director that he suffered a severe blow to the head. OSHA did not rule neglect. It was, however, a tragic event and I felt deeply involved. I became increasingly concerned over the safety measures all department heads practiced. Bob Corwin and I attended state sponsored classes on road repair safety. Gary Hall and I took a course on safety for which we received two hour credit from Northwestern University. In combating the storm sewer problems, Becky Hayes spent considerable time and energy beyond the call of duty, trying to solve them. Much work and money was concentrated in this project. It seemed that nearly everything in the village was old and in many cases bandaids could no longer cure the aging. One such item was the village water tower. One winter it started leaking. Previously, it had been drained and repair to the outside of it had been done. Later there had been a plastic liner installed. Now the tower was in danger of toppling because the weather was severe and ice was forming heavily on its outside. The tower was drained and in the spring a new tower was erected. During all of this, criticism was rampant. My skin became much tougher. The Town Hall became another aged problem. The supports for the second floor were wearing away from the brick supports. The books displayed on the second floor were very heavy and this was contributing to the weakening of the supports. Engineers advised immediate repair. This meant having the library moved out and repairs made. This was done. A large grant helped the project. It was a terrible inconvenience to the library personnel, but it did clean up part of the excess baggage the library had collected. The Planning and Zoning Committee was very active at this time. Seeing what was happening in Westerville which lacked laws restraining or controlling expansion, the committee Picture is a copy of the invitation to the rededication of the Town Hall: The Village of Sunbury cordially invites you to the rededication of The Town Hall on Saturday, the seventh of May, 1983 at half past ten o'clock. Luncheon - 12 o 'clock noon. Mr. Tom's Country Fixins' 10800 State Route 37 East Sunbury, Ohio R.s.v.p. by May 3, 1983 965-2684 -86- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a3e6d67f1d2e689ffd43851b062b401d.jpg e7aad886ad2b3573f74e5830b6ef851f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (91) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 87 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories worked with the county officials who were concerned with this. Again, criticism was rampant but looking at the present situations (1999) many are pleased this committee had such foresight. The abandoned railroad running through Sunbury was a concern county wise as well as a local one. Jack Brehm and I were interested in what was going to happen to this land. It would provide a great bicycling and walking trail. Again criticism and opposing ideas were numerous. A much worse occasion slowed progress on this project. We lost Jack Brehm. Jack suffered a fatal heart attack. It seemed that if there were anything dire going to happen, it was bound to happen during my term in office. How tough, I thought, does my skin have to get? Joining the Ohio Mayors' association was a positive step. The conversation and meetings around Ohio were very helpful. Problems were discussed, probable solutions were explored, and attention was given to stress and conflict with which mayors needed to cope. Entertainment was welcomed! Some of the high lights were: toured an atomic plant, attended a presentation of "Tecumseh", shopped in Akron in the renovated cereal factory; met Senator Metzenbaum and I was included in a parade ride in Peebles. As mayor one only held a part-time job so people thought. If you do the job right there is nothing part-time about it. It is there constantly. One certainly does not get rich. I received $2,000 a year. I found I spent much more than that of my own money. That is why when my term was over, I asked the Council to raise the mayor's wages. During the four years I was there, the finance committee began raising wages but the law prohibited a raise for the mayor while serving a term. The Council voted to raise the mayor's salary to $3000 and was criticized for giving a 50% raise! It was no wonder I did not run for another term. I was almost at the end of my giving! I wanted to leave happy that I had served and hoping that Harold (Tiny) would have been as proud of what I had done as I was of him and what he had done in his twelve years of service on the Council. Village Buys Land for Cemetery Selling the extra land--the hill in front of the house--seemed at first to be a no-no. Yet it seemed to be the sensible way to keep my economy solvent. For what purpose should it be sold? All around the village--and especially the western side, housing development was evident. This particular land, however, abutted the local cemetery in which my closest relatives rested. Land for burial was becoming less and less available. A surveyor was hired to be certain of the boundaries and the total area of the land. Plans for development were outlined--there could have been as many as five houses erected on this ground. I mulled the situation over for a considerable time asking myself such questions as: What would Harold have done? Do I want houses crowding my view? Do I want additional traffic and people in this area? My conclusion was for a more quiet and peaceful decision--I would offer it to the cemetery officials before the village would declare eminent domain. I sought the advice of a brilliant young attorney who readily agreed to handle the sale. Although it took nearly two years to bring it to conclusion, the village bought the land. It took one more year for all the financial transactions--fees, taxes, etc., to resolve themselves and I could go peacefully about my daily living. I think there was a psychological impact on Mary and her family--a little more than I had expected. Although Mary had not lived here for more than thirty years, still, this was home--solid, stable, memorable. She and her friends in winter had slid down the hill, skated -87- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2b374ed0483a8322df0ac9a894d20164.jpg 7d04719153bb76c104379a32ee87011d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (92) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 88 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories on Prairie Run, and built bonfires on the banks. In the summer, they had waded in the cool stream and fished in discovered holes scattered up and down the Run. There was on distinct difference now. The wild cherry trees and the rambling berry bushes were bull-dozed away and opened the area for burials. It also opened up the view from our picture window in the living room. The effect is phenomenal! We have a city view in a country setting! We can see the traffic light at Wendy's corner, the fire station and the helicopter landing, and the CVS on the corner where Miller houses and barn used to be. The traffic of Rts. 3, 36, & 37 is fun to watch! And , for me beside all that pleasure, I can maintain my life style without worry. I thank Harold (Tiny) every day for his foresight. Now I thank Bob for helping to preserve this place we call home. I am resolved that I will stay here for the remainder of my life. September 11, 2002 by Jeannette Curren Summer is dying. The leaves had begun to turn; some even to drop and decorate the browning grass. The temperature was comfortable and everyone seemed to be pursuing his regular daily routine. Those persons who were still enjoying breakfast and the morning TV reports were suddenly jolted out of complacency with a special report. A commercial plane had struck Tower One of the world Trade Center in New York City. What followed has been one of the most devastating events in the history of this beloved country. Tower 1 burst into flames and black billowing smoke. Panic reigned. Incoming firefighters, police, and rescue workers ran toward the tower while frightened victims ran the other way. The realization of the situation had not set in before a second commercial air liner flew into Tower No.2. The noise created was undescribable. Above the roar, the word Run came through. Paper, pulverized concrete, fingers of steel frames, body pieces and billows of black smoke and dust swallowed up the area. All hell had broken loose. While it was a horrible, most ungodly sight, I could not tear myself from the tube. Emotions ran rampant; and the scene only got worse, not better, when the Towers fell. Incredible as it may seem, interruptions in the televised scenes came with the knowledge that a commercial flight had crashed in Pennsylvania enroute it is believed to strike a vital blow in Washington D.C. The peak of the terror came upon learning as a fourth attack - a similar crash into the Pentagon. It is now two weeks after the incident and the tragic fall out still goes on. Fires still rise from the rubble at the Trade Center. Heroes are emerging by the dozens from the other sites. An invisible enemy has struck the most disastrous blow to our beloved country. We ask ourselves "Why?" Why are we hated so badly? Answers are only theory. Our greatest minds are searching for reasons. Religion and politics were two subjects one did not discuss if one wished to make friends and influence people. Suddenly these dragons had to be acknowledged and Sir George had to be the one to wield the slashing sword. No facet of our existence was left untouched. Financial crisis crippled the economic world. -88- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7bc6dcd4a30cf652e8c6ee597a4bf822.jpg 57bda138658d54e68f2b911333c0e5db Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (93) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 89 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories September 11, 2002 by Jeanette Curren It's a hole It's deep It's dark And steep It's not just concrete It's bone and hair Melted metal and glassware! The bowels Of once great towers Was it. Now reduced, To an awesome pit. Throughout the world This hideous scar Engulfed us all In a winless war. Terrorism - Like the Octopi - Entangles all of us With it's evil eye. Mystery Little did anyone know when this topic was finally assigned to me--the topic Mystery that the whole world itself would become our stage, and, give each of us a major role in helping to solve the great-question, "Who done it?" Who could construct a plan of attack to bring down the world Trade Center in two fell swoops? Not only was it who done it but also why? The core of mystery is evil. What could been greater evil in action than this? Yet, evil has reigned supreme since the fateful day September 11, 2001. During a deeply moving memorial service at the Washington Cathedral in Washington, D. C., the Rev. Billy Graham reminded us that evil itself is mystery. While mystery makes a sleuth seek the who, it also makes one question why. Never before the history of our country has evil been so diabolical. The events of September 11, 2001, employed every element of mystery. Basic among such elements is surprise! Only the culprits of these tragic actions were "in-the-know"! Surprise--the North Tower is hit by a commercial airliner and before the -89- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/35036a36d981060499c9e2572e136cd9.jpg 1683c24e1ea3b736792b5ce4463ecdf0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (94) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 90 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories people on those top floors could grasp the significance of the situation, the south Tower was struck. Two of the most harmful elements of Mystery resulted --chaos and confusion. Even the best trained personnel--the policemen and the firefighters--rushed in, were caught in the same evil as were the fleeing occupants of the buildings. It is no wonder why the spider's web has become the symbol of mystery, evil, and intrigue. As in most mysteries there is often a single clue, or a small material piece of evidence which plays a major part in heightening the plot. So it was in this great mystery. The cellular phone provided for passengers' convenience on the seat back in commercial planes and also in nearly every traveler's handbag, became a vital tool that hijacked passengers could use to call loved ones and explain what was happening. People, trapped in the world Trade Center, also utilized this small handful of communication. If pictures produce thousands of words, volumes of novels will be needed just just to touch on what the television screens have shown the people of the world what the terrorists hath wrought. Again the plot thickened. There come the crushing blows--the bombing of the Pentagon and the horrendous crash of a commercial plane in Pennsylvania. Through dramatic phone calls it was established that some courageous passengers, knowing their deaths were imminent, overpowered the highjackers, fouling their plans, but all dying in the fracas which resulted. Like all good mysteries there must be some good guys , and thus heroes were made. Government forces reacted without hesitation. The CIA and the FBI sprang into action. It was not long before the name of the "who done it" emerged. The well-known terrorist, Osama bin Laden. Since the U.S. Embassy bombing in Tanzania, and the suicide attack on the USS Cole, the CIA has named this man the backbone of these events. Is bin Laden the one? Every good mystery has one or more prominent suspects. Could his religious crusade justify such actions? It is a puzzle of great magnitude. It is a devastating situation and it was perpetrated by highly trained individuals --known and unknown. It is a puzzle so profound it requires the most intelligent personnel at our disposal to study and to eventually solve. Timing plays a great part in a mystery. Throughout the unfolding of this terrorist attack on the United States, time was of an essence. Now, counteracting actions must be timed perfectly, too. Our "detectives", the government officials and the various armed forces-- must cooperate to a man. The formation of a coalition with other countries of the world certainly will enhance the chances of wiping out terrorists and their cells. Mysteries are aimed at peoples' emotions; so it is not unexpected that fear has gripped many Americans. Fear has fostered hate, and hate has resulted in still worse behavior on some peoples' parts. While these reactions might make a good chapter in a mystery novel, they have no place in this real life drama. Now is the time for all good Americans to come to the aid of our country. Wave the stars and strips, sing our patriotic songs with fervor; give your very blood; dig deep into your pockets to help those in need. Now is the time for courage, cooperation and caring. Be an instrument in the solution of this mystery--it may be one's last chance. Are mysteries one of the pleasures of your reading? They really never were a favorite of mine when I was young. The movies and television introduced me to some fascinating writers. -90- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/926703ee2afb775a150642a80294da9d.jpg 3716ba8743039b42c59ac8fb46c6d5db Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (95) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 91 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories Spoiled Spoiled? What does it mean to be spoiled? Many think it is one who has been born with a silver spoon in one's mouth--such as George Bush, Sr. was accused of being. Others just feel it is a person having everything one wants. When thinking of one's self, have you thought of yourself as spoiled? Would it have shocked you if someone else referred to you as being spoiled? It did me! One of my nieces laughingly informed me the family thought I was spoiled. Of all the characteristics I have been identified with, this one was not on my list. This was the very first time in my life, now age eighty--anyone had so boldly announced such a description. Before such a revelation, had always had a more or less negative attitude toward the so-called spoiled brat! Now, I began to think more positively about the brat. What is the difference between being spoiled and reaping those things for which one works? If one's goals include studying diligently and becoming recognized with appropriate rewards of practicing the piano until an acceptable musical career evolves, or working with organizations until one holds the highest offices or realizing the love and kindnesses of neighbors and friends and family --then, I might admit, maybe I'm spoiled. Postlude: Our Grandchildren The true reason for compiling this writing is for my grandchildren --namely Aaron Eugene Bloch,. Adrianna Brandeis Bloch, and Paul Alexander Bloch. the names are reflections of both parents. Scott , being of Jewish background and Mary, a mixture of Irish Currens and the English Goff families, the parents compromised on names. Joy, joy, joy! That word describes my grandchildren. Aaron Eugene was born in Alexandria, Va., where Scott was stationed in the army in 1970. Aaron was the only grandchild Harold really knew for Adrianna Brandeis Block was not born until October of 1976, and Paul Alexander did not arrive until 1978. Strange as it may seem, Paul reminds members of the family of his grandfather through actions and mannerisms very similar to Harold's. At the time of this writing (2000), Aaron is a bachelor sharing a condo in the Mills section of Sunbury with Adrianna, also single. His profession is butchering. He is hired Pictured are Aaron Eugene, Adrianna Brandeis, Paul Alexander -91- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f50af644cdf5d7b58de48b4aff64cec2.jpg 9054eb3b9091ab025944861baa7270d3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (96) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 92 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories by companies such as Big Bear or Kroger. He is proficient with his hands and has created interesting articles for me such as a fire screen in the shape of ladies and gentlemen. Aaron's three favorite activities are cars, fishing, and golf. He takes pride in these and enjoys many leisure hours engaged in learning more about each. His dog, Scoobie Doo keeps him busy too. Adrianna is versatile. She is still pursuing a college education in management and working at Ross Laboratories. She attended Eastern Michigan, Otterbein college and Columbus Community State. She has a terrific sense of humor and knows how to have a good time. She has a dog , Moochie, with which she spends a great amount of time. Paul Alexander works for an independent contractor. He too, has seen the need for a college degree and attended Columbus State Community College. He tends to be quite athletic but also knows how to party. He has to be on the move, doing something he feels is constructive. He and his girlfriend co-inhabit his parents' old home in Columbus. In their own ways, they exhibit today's world --the world of work, the need for education and complete independence. Moving I feel like I am in limbo - I am between decisions - those which I cannot conclude until all of the evidence is introduced. Everything is moving slowly - and that can be good - at least, no one can accuse be me of being in hurry. It will be twenty-five ears on February 22nd since Harold died. I always thought I would move to Columbus at that point; but it never entered my mind then. Now, moving is entering my mind but not to Columbus. There's both things and people to think about. Dolls - what's to do with them? The collection is getting so large and I have no room for more. The ones I have need my attention and I am slow to move. I must get organized. The time has come for me to write the last account of this phase of my life, for I am soon to change my lifestyle. My daughter, son-in-law, and I have purchased a beautiful accommodating home. It is actually a dream home for Mary. Years ago she said she saw a picture of a home she would someday hope to have. Little did she know that it would be her daughter, Adrianna, who would find that home for her. At 3500 Copthorne, Galena, Ohio, - just three miles from my present home - is our new heaven. Mary and Scott have moved in but I am not moving as quickly. The joy of this was the "mother-in-law" suite which was finished according to my desires. There is a living room, dining room, bedroom, a huge craft room for my dolls, a lovely kitchen with pantry, desk, eating area, all the kitchen needs; and, it is attractively decorated in black and white tile. The laundry is there, too; and around the corner a bath to match. With the prospects of living on this lovely place the rest of my days. I feel I have been blessed beyond my wildest dreams. My main reason for delaying my moving is my responsibility to the Village of Sunbury and the community it affects. I have a year left in the term I am serving. the past year on council has been frustrating and disappointing. It is my hope to help influence the next year's work on more economical and structural levels. The village is growing and efforts to direct its growth in the right ways are vital to the future. There are several ideas how to accomplish this and decisions on them must be made and carried out. I want to be a part of those decisions -92- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6849c9b68239bf302de948da242f05db.jpg ffe194f96d11103cda9cae7c2146e639 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories (97) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 93 of Doors to the Corridors of Memories In Conclusion Writing this book has been a chore in many ways: but, also a pleasure. The many Wednesday afternoons spent with others pursuing the same goal, has been most rewarding. My sincere thanks to Polly Horn and her mother, Marian Whitney, and all the other writers for tolerating me all these years (1995-2004)!! It certainly has been an unusual literary experience. -93- http://66.213.124.233/files/original/11c4f68b75ca81632fb91ac6a8c1f3d6.jpg 912566a9032b5bf4adbeea40dc030ec7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Author Jeannette Curren Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Community Library, Sunbury, Ohio Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 2004 Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 31184261 Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ Subject The topic of the resource Curren family--genealogy Goff family--genealogy History--Ohio--Delaware County--Sunbury Jeannette Curren--Personal narratives (1921--2013) Mart family--genealogy Stables family--genealogy Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource Book Language A language of the resource English Type The nature or genre of the resource Still Image Text Description An account of the resource Doors to the Corridors of Memories is the family history of the Goff family. 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Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (1) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to cover of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Compiled in 1998 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4384e1318177896f388d58aa2f1a60d2.jpg dbdf4feaf9100b8860340bc3efc2638b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (2) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to cover page of : The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl In Loving Memory of Loraine Roof Crowl Born: September 8, 1931 Died : July 4, 1975 She was a loving, and devoted, wife and mother who is sadly missed by her family and friends. Through these stories, her "legacy", she will live on forever. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2dfd5a630bf80cbf69e56ae78edbee54.jpg 37bcfb807416e171940831d60bf74c65 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (3) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to Introduction of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Introduction The following stories were found following my mother’s untimely death in the summer of 1975. When my father was sorting through some papers, he came across a folder and started reading the hand-written pages that he had never seen before. He showed them to all of us children, myself and three older brothers, and each of us read them with our own responses and questions. I have compiled these journals in a book form, so that my mother’s dream of someday becoming an author can finally come true. I also want future generations of our family to know her, and understand our heritage. The original pages will remain with my father. It is my hope that they will be preserved somehow, as the pencil writing is already fading. Throughout the process of reading, re-writing, typing and proofreading these stories, I have learned a great deal about the mother I lost at such a young age of 15. She was only 43 years old, a whole lifetime ahead of her. I have also learned a great deal about myself, and my family, and I have a better understanding of why my memories warm my heart so! These stories are true (except for The Kiss, which turned out to be closer to the truth than she could have imagined, and Little Runt). It is not known when mother wrote them, probably when we were all busy with school and work. Her pencil was her confidant, the paper her tool to sort out her thoughts. It has been twenty-three years since her death. I have always wanted make this a reality and I feel that now is the time. Mother confided to me, once, that her fantasy was always to become a writer.......... this is my way of making at least one of her fantasies come true. In loving memory of my mother, Loraine Roof Crowl, for my Father, Brothers, nieces and nephew, and all those who knew her, and loved her, as much as we did. by KAREN SUSAN CROWL BENNETT 1998 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b851717219ddf8cc247d4a4be26ec5f8.jpg 67f2b340ed0a7e234b2ce7814734686b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (4) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 2 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter One CHILDHOOD MEMORIES “Once upon a time”, “Far, far away’, and “Long, long ago’, were the beginning phrases of books and stories I loved as a child. I was a lucky child, in that not only did I have a grandmother and a grandfather, I had two of each; and not only was one grandparent’s home particularly a fun place to visit, I was fortunate in actually getting to live with them for a long period of time. Sun-filled, warm summer days that stretched into very long days. Fall days filled with the tangy odor of burning leaves. Picking the last of the garden before the first freeze. Winter days before the coal heating stove, that meant carrying in coal, carrying out ashes, freezing (it seemed so in the mornings) while Grandpa stoked the stove and got it going again. Cookies on Saturday morning, (only Saturday was baking day). The cookies lasted all week. A pie or cake for Sunday dinner; other day’s desserts would be home-canned fruit or pudding, sometimes Jell-O if it was cold enough, and there would be enough ice in the ice box. Thanksgiving, and Christmas shopping and gift wrapping; certain drawers not to peek in. Finally, Christmas Eve itself, with my parents, brothers and sisters, and sometimes an aunt and uncle and cousins. Finally, we could put the tree up. Stockings to hang and early to bed; and the next morning, creeping down the stairs barefoot in the ice-cold. No one beat us up to stoke the stove and get it going! Stockings could be opened, but everything else had to wait until after breakfast. It was always amazing how long oatmeal took to cook; the table to be set, and cleared, and the dishes washed! The turkey to be put in the oven, the pudding put on to steam. Honestly, if the grown-ups could have thought of one more thing to prolong the presents they would have! Finally, everyone was assembled in favorite chairs and the gifts were passed out. A toy, or game, or doll. Some coloring books and new crayons, writing paper, paper dolls. Clothes perhaps. Nothing too frivolous, there were five of us children, and sometimes, some years, a book that started “Once upon a time”, or “Long, long ago”. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1711bdd47d4600ce259f9eb4db370f29.jpg 19516bb86a777fbd452fedcf596fc7c2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (5) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 3 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl I can't remember learning to read. I can remember learning some words lying on the floor at the side of the stove. Reading the “funnies”, the etiquette books, a History of the Civil War. Sunbury had no library then as now. Borrowed books were from Delaware, or Westerville, were “re-lent” by neighbors. The “Bobbsey Twins” were the best to read, until, finally, I was old enough to go to school, and then the County Library brought books on a rotating basis. Sunday afternoons in the long winter months were such short days. Bedtime was “at dark”, and it got dark early on the short winter nights, And, then, magically it seemed, winter disappeared and the tulip leaves peeked out through the ground, the narcissus, the forsythia; beloved Easter came and went. The cherry trees bloomed, the plum, the pear, and another year turned into long, lazy summer days. Looking back at this perfect time, where our family was altogether, before the Second World War started, and my brother, and all my cousins, went to war, when all four of my grandparents were alive, and there was nothing except a Depression to worry about, or trying to convince Grandma I needed a dog - I never got one, or even a cat (finally a cat came to stay in the barn) - it seemed a book was always my friend. Reading in the easy chair, in the living room, or in front of the attic window when | surveyed “my world” and read of many worlds. I didn’t know how perfect my little world was until it started to disintegrate, piece by piece. First, my cousins went into the army, then my brother; and then, during a visit to Aunt Ruth’s house, my grandfather died. The sad trip home, the cousins who managed to get home on leave, my brother who didn’t. Strange relatives came to visit, to sit and talk. Nowhere was there a place of solitude to cry for that which I would always miss, and would only realize years later how very much. If, during anytime of the year to lose a loved one, maybe summer is the best time, while life is growing all around you, and everything is green and beautiful, if the sun shines and one can be outside in the morning, barefoot, to run over the “fairy patches”. If anytime to lose at death - the sudden loss, the absolute horror of it, and the http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fdef50db5ce37eee54e37344c61bc9a5.jpg 5eaa47b757da2ab6a5fabbf9e2f29939 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (6) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 4 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl following loneliness, then perhaps summer is the time, although never again was summer ever the same. That winter, my other grandfather was killed in an accident; the following spring, my Grandmother Roof died of a heart attack, and, when summer came again, the magic was gone... http://66.213.124.233/files/original/60ad14ae7ff9d585d5661b7c8fec756d.jpg 3792272f14c2882da2dca0ee0b7d30ef Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts : The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (7) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 5 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Two HAPPY BIRTHDAY Jennifer lay on the side of the bed with her little daughter. While Susan closed her eyes, finally, and succumbed to the land of dreams, Jennifer’s eyes remained open. Not the thinking kind of wakefulness, but the deep, pondering kind of alertness that creeps up on one’s self at unexplained moments. The day of the year had arrived that she had been dreading for months. The first birthday of her grandmother since her death months before; if she had lived, she would have been ninety-seven. Ninety-seven is such and old, old age, and yet Grandma had been younger the previous year at ninety-six then she had been at ninety, and even back as far as Jennifer could remember, for all her thirty-one years. Grandma had been sixty- five then, she thought. Sixty-five when she had come to live with her at the time of a serious illness on the part of her mother. The years -- summers, falls, winters, and springs, stretched back through her mind. She could remember playing with the little china dolls, the “Quints”, who had been born on her grandfather's birthday. She could remember pushing her doll buggy up and down the sidewalk in the front of the house, the roller skating for hours-on-end with the little girl up the street, and, on rainy days, there was the attic with trunks, and books, and the small, low window that overlooked the whole world! The 4-H meetings and the sewing, and cooking, that Grandma had done for her -- dresses, coats, sometimes made- over from something that still had “good left in it” because those were the Depression years, and they were on a pension. The box, a whole box, of doll clothes one year for Christmas. Christmas! Christmas with the tree that always touched the ceiling, with the lights that had to have all good bulbs or the string didn’t work. During the war years, they found that a piece of tin foil from a gum wrapper would fill in for a bulb -- “It’s a wonder we didn't burn the house down,” she thought. Remembering the Christmas’ past was too much, and sobs started. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/71825096c27c4207954ebd978c49c60d.jpg 0d1f0ca96cce0969cce64858f6324913 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts:The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (8) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 6 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl “Why now,” she thought, “why can’t I see her face when all these months I’ve tried and tried? Why can I hear her voice and yet she doesn’t speak? Will I always have this feeling of guilt when I think of her, and the way I felt?” Thinking led her to try to find a justification of the way she had felt. With four children under ten, one a newborn baby, she surely had not had too much extra time to devote to her grandmother’s care. Except when she had been sick that one time. Jen had managed to take her to church, but the tears began again when she thought of the many times she had not sat with her, but rather in the back of the church, leaving Grandma to sit with neighbors and friends. “Even that last Sunday, before she had gone to Aunt Ruth’s,” she thought, “I didn’t even go then.” In her mind’s eye, Jen could see Grandma walking up the aisle of the church with ten-year old Jerry at her side, to the pew where she had sat for so many years. Grandma talked in church, not too quietly either, when she wanted to know who the young couple in front of her was, or whose baby was crying in the rear of the church. In a small community maybe such things didn’t bother the rest of the congregation, but for some reason, still unknown, they bothered Jen. The words of the minister who had preached Grandma’s funeral came back to her, “Like the old oak tree, magnificent and old,” and the way he compared Grandma to the old oak tree, Jen’s thoughts continued, “the minister had been one of the very few requests the family knew about. I wonder how many requests she wanted to make and didn’t. Why, why, why?” Then, the thought came to her that perhaps Jen wouldn’t have heard if she had asked, that maybe she had asked and Jen was too busy to hear. Maybe the times, the car was in the drive, but Jen was so busy with PTA, church circles, club meetings, and such, maybe Grandma had wanted to ask and was afraid she wouldn’t be heard. “Oh, dear God,” she thought, “did she ask? Did she ask, why didn’t I hear? She had all the comforts of home; she lived here, in this house that she and Grandpa had bought some sixty years before. Why, the house must be one hundred years old at least! She had some of her furniture around her; the rest was in the attic,” Jen thought, and she pictured the http://66.213.124.233/files/original/726cb7ba536fa61afdc975bcfb21fc65.jpg 7d276a2b3757d9cbf112fa8169e23c35 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (9) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 7 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl attic that had been the scene of so many happy childhood hours. “Not much room there now," she thought. Grandma had had a birthday blouse and a Christmas slip, and, once in a while she bought a new pair of hose, and enough stationary to write that weekly letter to her daughter. Above this, Grandma had nothing! “Nothing except what we gave her perhaps,” Jen thought, “perhaps she thought she didn’t even have our love. I don’t remember telling her for so long, how much I loved her. Oh, how I wish I could tell her now, how I wish I could say ‘Happy Birthday Grandma. I love you!’, but I can’t.” The times that Jen had been brusque with her Grandma came back to her, and such a terrible wave of remorse and shame swept over her. Most of the community had praised Jen, had told her what a devoted granddaughter she was, and had been, of how much joy she had given her grandmother -- the words echoing through her mind sounded so hollow. “The outward appearance we show others”, she thought, “to cover our own shortcomings and guilt!” In all honesty, Jen could not remember a single time she had been mean, or had ignored her needs. Rather, her sins had been of omission, if sins they were. She had kissed her good-night, but could not recall when she had told her she loved her. She had baked her favorite desserts, pies and cookies, but had never been overly joyful while doing them. Never delighted to be doing something, no matter how small or trivial, for someone who had done so much for her. The four years Jen and her family had lived here, there was always a sense of tomorrow, never of yesterday. Jen lay on the bed for a long time, now wide awake, watching little Susan sleep, thinking of how Susan’s great-grandmother had loved her, how much she had loved the boys, had loved Jen and Jen’s husband, but she couldn’t think of a single time that the word love was mentioned between herself and Gran, or the children. “Doug told her,” she thought, “six year-old Doug, her pet, told her.” He did, in fact, still cry himself to sleep at night, even now, ten months later, missing the one person whom he thinks loved him more than anyone else can ever love him. “How do we explain to Doug, how to tell http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d704e56c33ae2964753723c007a165f7.jpg c64a68f2bc773a9c38bbb0fe6c57aef7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (10) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 8 him so he can understand, how to reason with this inconsolable grief, with his heart- breaking sobs, that he loved her and why couldn’t he have her back? Just for a little while!” “I don’t know Doug,” she said silently to herself, “why can’t we have her back, just for a while?” Jen wiped the tears from her eyes, looked out the window at the bright, October sun, one of those rare days in the fall of the year, when the world is all golden. With crunchy leaves, and sunshine filtering through the leaves still on the trees, with the softest of breezes, with the scent of burning leaves still in the air. “Last year, on this day, we had a party for Grandma,” she thought, “last year she was ninety-six; she'll never be one- hundred now, there will be no more celebrations with the relatives and friends, no more’ flowers.” Last year she lay here in this very room, in her casket. The room was filled to overflowing with flowers; the church, where Gran had been so faithful, was filled with people, even though it was a rainy, winter day. “Uncle Lester said, “Blessed is the corpse the rain falls on,” she thought, “and I’ve only taken flowers once. I've never had the time.” And then she thought, “That's the only thing I do have -- Time!” Jen very quietly raised up, careful not to disturb Susan. She went out in the bright, warm, golden sunshine of October, and picked a bouquet of flowers; late blooming summer flowers that had escaped the frost, and glorious mums. The flowers were late that year. One whole year! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/608f3adf650ffdbd7537a0883ae05e0c.jpg a3cef72672176df55b80af09403c113c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (11) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 9 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Three MY “OUTSIDE INTEREST” Do you need an outside interest? “Yes”, say all the magazine experts. I know, because I’ve read this over and over. “Don’t allow yourself to become dull, unattractive, boring, all you need is an outside interest to make yourself more desirable to your husband, more loving to your children, more anything.” Including weary and exhausted! Anyway, after reading this for the umpteenth time, I decided maybe I did. So, I looked around the living room, at the comparative cleanliness, or neatness, considering the fact that school will be dismissed in forty-five minutes, this condition won’t last long. I’m not even looking at the doorway that goes into the downstairs bedroom - sewing room, den, catch-all room. One of the things about this particular room is the fact that it has a door. What Fibber McGee could put in this closet couldn’t begin to compare with the things that find their way into this room. So, if I want to say the living room is clean, don’t doubt it for a minute! You should see how it looks most of the time (no, on second thought, you shouldn’t see it then either!). To get back to my outside interest. First of all, you should know, I have four children. These are three boys, who are older and more babyish than the baby, who is a “her”, and is a very grown-up two year-old. Any mother could tell you that boys who are eleven and nine, aren’t really eleven and nine. They are somewhere between five and fifty, depending, of course, upon one’s actual age, because they always know more than their parents, and we're in our early thirty’s! So, they are between five and fifty depending! Now, our six year-old is six. There’s something so reassuring about a six year- old, who hasn’t yet started to school, and, so, for the time being, is a c-h-i-l-d. When school starts in the Fall, he will be a b-o-y, and soon will be eligible for the “5-50 club”, that all boys belong to. He will learn such interesting things - that mothers must not go into the bathroom for any reason (like rescuing two year-old sisters from the tub) if he’s in there; he'll learn that little boys go to the little boys room, and not to the ladies room http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fe7a0efbc714781b8f3fda188c680a8c.jpg d1496cf41751111a9232b88b64f123aa Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (12) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 10 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl with mother, The little five year-old next door is going to be so lonesome, because he will be the only pre-schooler left on the block, except of course for our two vear-old, Susie, who is a g-i-r-l. However, this morning he actually let Susie hug him, and then he said, “Mrs. C., she likes me!”’, so maybe he won't be so lonesome as we think. But, to get back to some of the aspects of the six year-old’s further education. He'll learn that the good fairy doesn’t really bring a dime for those teeth that come out, He'll learn to pull these loose teeth himself - preferably in school with twenty-five, or thirty, admiring pupils, and one rather bored teacher, rather than at home with no one ‘except Mother, (who has been through this before and can’t even be bored about it!), and two big brothers, who would probably like to pull it for him, and are bound to “egg” him on - to see if will bleed much I suppose - and Susie would probably be his most interested spectator, except that she will try and try to pull hers, and then be quite dismayed when they won't even wiggle! He’ll also learn that there really isn’t a Santa Claus, but on the 23rd of December, he’ll remind you that he didn’t write a letter, and “Is there still time?"; just in case you see. “And you must be sure to leave a treat for Santa and his nine reindeer.” Nine? “Did you forget to count Rudolph?” So far he won’t be at the sadistic stage and leave things like “mustard sandwiches”. That will come later - probably about the time Susie is four, or five, and quite shocked about the whole thing! But, most of all, he will learn the facts of life. Not the facts of life that we know as parents, or the facts that we’ve told him by the book, but the f-a-c-t-s as told by the first, or second, grade authority on such subjects. Every class has one, or more, so his education won’t be neglected. For the time being, he’s a little innocent, so to speak, and there are still three and one-half months left in this term. All things being relative, you know, so maybe I will have time to pursue an “outside interest”. At least for three and one-half months! I think there is something close to heavenly about two year-olds. They are big enough to need a great big hug, strong enough so they won’t break under such a hug, and sweet enough to deserve such a hug on fairly numerous occasions. Of all two year-olds, and after all, there are only two kinds - boys and girls - at least at our house that’s all we http://66.213.124.233/files/original/dbbb1ad71b82b15cc3c5c32b83b04cd6.jpg dd632b7fc190fccc62b2b60521dec795 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (13) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 11 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl count: the cat is a year old, the dog is six, of course the members of the club, "5-50" that is, will tell you the cat is really eight?, the dog is (?), because, "don't you remember mother, they don't count years like we do!" I always leave this to the club members to figure out because they wouldn't believe me anyway, and the six-year-old will only ask, "Why?", and I won't have time to answer if I'm going to pursue that "outside interest." Anyway, to get back to the two year-olds. I think the little girls are the sweetest. Boys are sweet, but there is always an imp in the eye when they give you a hug and kiss, but a little girl looks so angelic. Maybe we just think so after the experiences of three boys first. Our "fine sons. I'm quoting the doctor here, after three times of hearing "Mrs. C, you have a fine baby boy!", now really , could you blame me for not believing him when he said, "What did you want Mrs. C.?", (for thirty-six months I told him I wanted a girl), "You have a fine baby girl.", so I said, "No, I think it's another boy." "Now Mrs. C., would I tell you a story?" Well, I looked around, rather bewildered I suppose and considering the fact with glasses my vision is still not 20/20, and who wears glasses in the delivery room? - and said, "No, I don't think you'd fib, but are you sure?" Naive, wasn't I? So, he picked up little Susie by her heels, and told me to look for myself. Well, even with such poor vision and Susie being upside down, she definitely didn't resemble her brothers, so I believed him. After the second look (this time she was all wrapped up in a blanket, and I had my glasses on), I told the nurses to take real good care of her. I was sure I wouldn't be that lucky again, and after you hit the jackpot once, it is really pretty silly to try again. Besides, not only did she not resemble her brothers before being wrapped in the blanket, she didn't resemble them much wrapped up either. She had a deep crease on the bridge of her nose, and her poor little nose was spread flat, and half way across her face. She must have lain on it for all those months! And , if she had had a feather in all that black hair, she could have passed for a "red-skin" any time. The thought did cross my mind that the kids could play Cowboys and Indians now, in earnest. Where the boys had all been little picture babies, plump and eight pounds fair, and just the right amount of hair, she was a mere seven pound, six http://66.213.124.233/files/original/42dde8722ce911a54e518ccd2ef4d40a.jpg 2bfea44a54e642742c30f30d80e1ae59 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (14) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 12 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl ounce baby. She had the longest feet, and the scrawniest arms, and legs, and I couldn't help but think, "Well thank the Lord, it's a girl. At least we'd love her for being a she!" I shocked my husband with that remark, the nurses told him that her nose would be perfectly all right. He didn't think she was so scrawny, after all those few ounces did make a lot of difference, and if I didn't appreciate her, at least he did! Flat nose and all! We were very careful not to have any pictures taken of her until she was six weeks old, and then with a frilly bonnet, no one could see her nose very plainly anyway, everyone was too polite to mention it, and besides, she was such a good baby , and "Weren't you lucky, and on the fourth try!" We always shook our heads agreeably, beamed with parental pride at the praise of our littlest one, while trying to break up a fight between the two older ones, who were seven and nine, and all the while trying to create a feeling of goodwill toward our four year-old so he wouldn't be j-e-a-l-o-u-s of the new baby. As I look at her now, she has made remarkable progress since then. At two years and five days, she has a very interesting nose (like her mother), hazel eyes with brown and green specks (like her mother), straight, brown hair, and not much of it (like her mother), and everyone, but everyone agrees she's the image of her father! She can only say twenty-five words, but she can talk for an hour in church! Not only talk, she sings and patty-cakes, and directs the choir: she even, heaven forbid, does her version of the twist, and it is a pretty good version too - except - at church? But, as long as I sit in the back pew, maybe only half the people see her, and then they should be listening to the sermon anyway! We live a in a small community. Now, thirty, or forty-thousand more people know what I mean when I say, small community. There couldn't be too many more people than that that live in one, and it takes a person who lives in one to know just what I mean. It is nice to live in a small community, to know everyone except the last few families who have moved into town, and maybe we won't always be such a small community after all. Nice to not have to pack lunches, but have the kids walk the block, or two, to school and home for lunch. Nice to have your hubby come home for lunch too. Even if the the lunch hour at school is staggered so the second grader gets home at 11:15, the fourth grader at http://66.213.124.233/files/original/17fae0ace08be3981b722de31f218911.jpg f3680d624e2289cf73bd919ca9d2fcc8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (15) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 13 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl 11:30 and hubby dear anytime at all, just anytime at all! Somewhere along the line. I began to feel like a short order cook. Now, if I could just figure out how to feed them all the menu, keep it hot, ad infinitum, and exotic, like baked potatoes, steak, shrimp cocktail, etc., etc., etc., because after all , he "could pack peanut butter sandwiches", etc. etc., etc. I console myself with the fact that after today, there will only be seven more days of this routine, and then!, then I can have a big, noon-time meal. I'll do the baking in the morning, we'll eat punctually at 12:05 everyday, all summer (and he had jolly well better be here too!) the table will be a work of art, fresh flowers, and all, every day! The wash will be on the line for hours, in fact, it may even dry! All the housework will be completed (beds will be made!). And, after this leisurely 12:05 dinner. I say leisurely because did you ever watch members of the club (5-50) eat? It may be leisurely and then again, it may not. However, Daddy only has half an hour so we will have ample time., I'm sure, to practice the rudiments of "proper table manners". Then, after the repast, while the nine year-old stacks the dishes (ahem!), the eleven year-old washes the dishes (ahem, ahem!). Mother will have oodles of time (five minutes) to rest from the hectic morning (and it will be hectic I'm sure), before we will all leave for the pool. Speaking of the pool, I should get quite a tan this Summer, as little Susie will demand, and I do mean demand, full attention this year. For some reason, children think the big pool is the same depth as the wading pool, and invariably walk right in the eleven foot depth, if someone doesn't tag along every second. I guess I won't even need a new suit, the old one will do it I don't get wet, and doesn't look like I'll be getting wet! Where was I? Oh, yes, my "outside interest". My outside interest last year concerned getting over an attack of arthritis. So, the flower beds didn't get weeded, I only canned seventy-five quarts of string beans, instead of one-hundred. Our corn blew over, and then down, and the coons got into it, so I didn't have much for the freezer. We didn't have very nice strawberries, so I did make a lot of jam. By staying up till mid night several evenings. I did get Mother-daughter dresses made for the occasion of our family reunion. Of course, my cousin's wife helped some by sewing the buttons on Susie's http://66.213.124.233/files/original/68dfebb0a0568a3903cae205f6ca236a.jpg 4c684ee494cecdcc8be23c5558b3a53b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (16) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 14 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl dress for me as we were dressing to go to the reunion. Considering, though I think I did pretty well! I feel sorry, I really do, for people who've never lived in a small community. By small, I mean around one-thousand to fifteen hundred people - not including dogs and cats as some smart -aleck, city slicker will say. There is a sense of security, you know about living in a house that my grandparents bought fifty to sixty years ago. However, I don't believe I'd go so far as to say it is comforting. What it lacks in comfort, it makes up in charm, and quaintness, and believe me, until last Fall, it lacked a lot of comfort. Since then, we've torn up the "path" and the house has become much more modern. It'll take a small town reader to understand where the "path" went, and also to appreciate how wonderful it is to have a bath. This was our big project last Fall (but I can't call it an outside interest", can I?) My husband and I did all the work ourselves. He'll probably tell you he did it, but then being a man, he doesn't know any better. Granted, he tore out the existing wall, he did it with an ax, but who cleaned up all that mess? The kids and I, working until midnight, that's who! Whom? Granted, he built the new partition, using the salvaged 2 x 4's that had been in the old partition, that had been added thirty to forty years ago, and they were economy minded then too! So, it wasn't his fault if the wall isn't just exactly true, is it? Granted, he did all the plumbing, and and he did a good job of that - every time! You see we had a very cold winter, and the pipes froze, and he had to thaw them out with a blow torch and re-solder them. But, think of the plumbing bills we saved, and after all, these modern conveniences do require a certain amount of pampering. We didn't have that trouble, of course, with the "path", but, as I said, it was a mighty cold winter, and that kind of "outside interest" we can do without , thank you! Granted, he did all the finishing things, like putting up the plaster board, or dry- wall as we professionals call it, but who held the end of those big sheets? And then, I did all the rest of the work, like spackling, and hanging the wallpaper, and painting the woodwork. Mine shows! And it looks nice if I do say so myself, and I have to as no one else does! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c83a5535c5f50aeabd5c4ae011c679d0.jpg 33e94ff1f906c3c799a9eb90a4f3603c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (17) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 15 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl The things that a small-town wife has to learn to do! Wallpapering, sewing, taking care of a garden, canning and freezing the surplus and, in between, there is the PTA, the Women's Society of the church, the Church Circles, which must be supported by attendance and volunteer labor. Then, there is bowling and the Fraternal Orders, but the biggest volunteer group of all in a small town is the Fire Department. In our town, they are a select group of hard-working, young men! My husband would miss anything, I think, except a firemen's meeting, or a fire! It must be difficult being a city fireman, and getting PAID for your services! Think where the thrill would be if you were at the firehouse when the calls came in, and you didn't have a siren to blow. We only live two and one-half blocks from the fire department, and, if he isn't there when the siren stops, and it only blows three minutes, it's very upsetting! And of course, a volunteer must be ready to serve at a moment's notice, come all the proverbial things usually attributed to the Post Office department. they do an excellent job though and we are quite proud of them! If that siren just wouldn't blow as we are sitting down to eat one of those leisurely meals I was telling you about! Well, you can see, with all these activities, something is missing from my life, and it must be an outside activity - it has to be because I just glanced at another magazine, and it reminded me. Maybe during this coming summer I will take up painting in my spare time, or how about writing? I can't think of anything else that I could do. Postlude: The summer's half gone, and it's as good a time as any to sit down and evaluate my projects - my "outside interests". So far, I haven't gotten outside the house, honestly! Except to plant the garden (you see, I didn't have a baby this year and so it was my turn to plant the garden. thoughtful, isn't he! ) I have hoed the garden, and oh, those gorgeous flower beds I planned last May, in reality turned out to be three envelopes of seeds and I have been having zinnias as centerpieces for those leisurely, elegant, half-hour dinners at 12:05. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/51b1c79bf9e9635ae6f0761d2a1fc080.jpg 482a1c7abbef13f92642d2d002ad4a20 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (18) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 16 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl However, at last count, most of them are coming at 12:30, 1:30, or even as late as 2:30, and let me tell you, it is no small trick keeping those steaks, mashed potatoes, etc., etc., etc., warm until 2:30. Every once in awhile, I've been throwing in a few peanut butter sandwiches, just to keep in practice you know. I do get "outside" to hang up the wash, because so far, we've had a beautiful summer, and I need to exercise. I do get to pick the green sting beans, and yellow wax beans, and the golden ears of corn, and the peppers - that were supposed to go with tomatoes into homemade ketchup. Only, so far, we've had dozens of peppers, and the tomatoes won't be ripe for another two weeks. I have gotten outside to go swimming at least four times in the past six weeks, but so far, I really haven't needed that new suit as I really haven't gotten wet. One thing I forgot to take into account last Spring was Little League Baseball. Unfortunately, this has been my first encounter with organized sport activities for the younger set. I started off with a bang to make up for it, with a player on one team, and a husband coaching another team. So, instead of one practice night and two games a week, we have two practice nights, not the same night of course, and four games a week, except for the very few times when they play each other's teams. And, of course, they only play on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays, but lest your arithmetic and mine doesn't agree, let me add that to compensate for the fact that they only play certain evenings, and have too many games, some of these games are held at another park, (about three miles distant), and, since Dad is a coach and has to lug equipment around, Mother can walk. I thought the exercise would do me good, and since the mothers sponsor a refreshment stand, because they play two games a night, one should really support such a worthwhile cause, shouldn't one? Need I say more?! With the Summer's passing, the two year-old is getting older, of course, she can say twenty-eight words now, instead of twenty-five. Her new words are "home", only she says "no home", shaking her head contrary wise to indicate she doesn't wish to go there, "fish", (we are going to take a fishing trip to Canada and I'll bet that will be full of interesting activities, outside and otherwise), and "choo-choo". She's even learned to http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5a51c6f934e2288a167e51f3c3d02fec.jpg bf347aa14cbfd1b8d4cfb920995e5059 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (19) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 17 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl open the kitchen door so she can see it better and never wants to miss a single train. Not even the 9:55 PM one! She has almost enough hair for two little pigtails, and is quite a water-dog , which is the reason I never get a chance to get in the pool myself! The six year-old is gradually losing his innocence and is getting taller. With only three swimming lesson, he'd learned enough to dive for the "pennies" at the local water show, and came up with the "lucky silver dollar". Much to his brother's chagrin, but who do you think was the most proud?! The nine and eleven year-old boys have progressed even further into the 5-50 club, with the advent of Little League, as it seems to be not vaguely related to the softball we played in High School, lo, those many years ago. I'm sure you all know the line, it goes, "But Mother," and "You didn't Have TV?" All the painting I have done so far has consisted of the woodwork in the upstairs bedroom, which "No. 1" son so eagerly tackled. Now, I will have to paint the floors again to cover up the white spots (or else drip a few more and dare anyone to criticize my home decorating talents!) The sewing is still in the box. The dresses I cut out in March, for little Susie, are still pinned to the pattern. However, I did find the best bargain in the shopping center last week when I was shopping for school clothes, and so, I got ten yards of denim, and three different pieces of dark-tone cottons, which will be so practical for Fall you know I will get at them soon, as soon as I have time. Oh, yes! the cat was a "she" and blessed us with three darling little kittens. When I called the next door neighbor over to show her, she noticed how much the black and white one resembled her cat, which of course just happened to be a "him". Maybe we can give her all the kittens???? Too bad it's been such a dull summer! After our seven hundred each way, trip next month, with all the kids, to the fishing paradise of Canada (his words and he's been there three times without me). I'm sure that I will have something interesting to discuss at our next club meeting. Of course, I realize some people have camping trailers, or even station wagons, but our family enjoys (?) roughing it. So, leaving the cat, and her family, http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4f2d073ad37a23a960b4d7e5adcba3e1.jpg 2cc7cb5f924e3b186e35af95a16fcf9d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (20) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 18 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl and dog at home, we will jump into our late, very late - or is it early - model four-door sedan and take-off. Of course, it's pretty full with just four children to the back seat and the trunk is full of very necessary tools, for what I don't know, but we should be able to squeeze in a few items like: a week's supply of food - it's too far to the store and there aren't too many supermarkets I take it - three, our four suitcases should do us (he took the biggest one last year when he went by himself so if I share with him, the kids can share one, or two, so maybe we can get by with only three, life preservers for the kids (I'm not going out in the boat anyway, and Daddy wouldn't dream of falling in anyway). Blankets - it can get cold up there in the North Country. Of course, thirty-two degrees isn't too cold here in the "tropical Midwest"! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/066b5d4e33f27781f2e3b10dec8b641b.jpg 62c1ede7608ef8432f76c6163bdb7e3d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (21) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 19 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Four IN-BETWEEN DAYS Today is one of those "in-between" days. In-between winter and spring - with patches of snow and overcast skies promising rain, yet with a few spots of blue that may mean sunshine. The crocuses are blooming, the jonquils are in bud, and the grass looks green on the southern slopes and banks. One of those "in-between" days. Today I feel sort of "in-between" too. In-between the days when my children were young - toddlers - first graders and non-teenagers, yet still not grown, and the days to come when they will be young men and woman,with the problems of adult-hood still before them. Decisions of life work, life partners, life still ahead of them. I'm forced to realize that by the insuing statistics, my life is half finished, so as the optimist puts it, half begun! I think I feel more half finished than half begun though. A few weeks ago, I lost my father. Why is it supposed to be kinder to say he's lost than he's dead? I know to say he's dead has a terrible finality about it, but not as final sounding to me as the words, "She's lost her father". I would think, as Christians, we could not say we've "lost" someone. If we believe in the resurrection, we believe we will meet again, that someday we will all be together. Unless the God above is one of revengefulness - casting souls into the fiery depths for infractions of rules, saving only those passive, good souls who, like sheep, obey without questioning, who bleat out, "It's not my job! Not my responsibility, my task, my fault! It's your job , your responsibility, etc., etc., etc.". Does God sit on a majestic throne, judging everyone- separating the sheep from the goats, the grain from the clef? I wish I knew. Which was my father? Which is my husband? Which were my children? I refuse to accept the theory (how strange it looks written - like a willful child stamping her foot, refusing) that families will be separated for all eternity because of infractions of rules! How can God do this? http://66.213.124.233/files/original/07656387b687d9ab373351d0f67b3f03.jpg 50d4f8cd4ec39b8dbe717f688d56cfcf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (22) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 20 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl If God is a Heavenly Father concerned over the children he has populated the world with how can he bear to be separated with one of these souls? How could he say, "Get thee away I never knew thee!" ? How could he bear the pain of it? As a parent, I could think of nothing that any child could do that would make me feel this way. That sounds like a bold, harsh statement; but I believe I mean it. There are things they might do that I'm sure would break my heart, but I could not imagine casting them out - throwing their lives away as if they had never lived. And, what about the worth of man over a swallow or the lilies of the field? I wish I knew God better. I feel I do know him. Does that sound egotistical? You see, I believe lots of things really. It does sound a little mad - especially in the day and age of space flights, submarines, heart transplant, TV, and all the other scientific research. It almost sound unfathomable that people could still believe in Jesus of Nazareth, a carpenter's son who walked the dusty path of Israel two-thousand years ago! Could still believe the precepts he taught could, or do have bearing on our lives today, with all the insight we supposedly have. Maybe we neglect to take his life out of context. Maybe we neglect to be like one of ESOP's Fables, of one of the Grimm Brothers' fairy tales. maybe we should update the story. I find it hard to picture modern day performers in Jesus' parables. Maybe I'm speaking heretical, I don't know. Surely questions of the soul are no more sacred, or forbidden than considering heart transplants, kidney machines, brain surgery, plastic surgery, or whatever. Which, if not all, of the doomed political leaders today, in 1968, with the prestige of family fortunes behind them, could better play the part of the rich, young leader who wanted to be a disciple of Jesus, but could not pay the price of giving up his wealth and following him. Which of our fine white brothers would be anxious to have a Good Samaritan Negro, Mexican, Puerto Rican, minister to our wounds, load us in a Cadillac, and transport us to the nearest hospital and pay the going rate of those institutions for our http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fa3c30ee445041145aa51345c9e57f0e.jpg 17d82a7931bab2bfd92afea0cd8443a1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (23) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 21 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl care? Or, reverse the procedure if the reader would be one of the Negro, Mexican, Puerto Rican clan. Maybe this is why the Gospel seems to be losing in its impact on the people of today. The other characters of Jesus' time, his best friend - dead in the tomb - Jesus calling him forth, the woman who had touched his robes and became well, the lame, the blind, all these we have with us today. How do we minister to them? The "Great Society" has undertaken a project of anti-poverty. Perhaps they should remember Jesus' admonition, "The poor you have with you always". Perhaps he was talking only of those particular "poor folk", but certainly we have always had the poor, the shirtless, the uneducated, the unprincipled, the welfare cases. I'm reminded of a quote from years ago, when head lice in small communities was rather a prominent thing - "It's no disgrace to have head lice, only in keeping them!"; there should be a lesson in this for welfare recipients. As I said, it's one of those "in-between" days; weather wise, spiritually, physically. I'm either half finished with life, or half begun. It's too late already, for lots of things. To go to college, to have a career (other than homemaker and mother - I'm not sure I've done too hot a job with that one!), to be a ravishing beauty, to be one of the "jet set", one of the group - a Hippie. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5e7a589b69b7e81881c135c37575ec1d.jpg 61865db44e396434e97dcf353de395d2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (24) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 22 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Five A LETTER TO MR. BISHOP Note: the letter was found among the journals contained in this book. It is not known whether this handwritten copy is a rough draft, or the original. I have included it in this book because it contains information as to the background of family members, and feelings that I feel are important to understand just who Loraine Crowl was. Dear Mr. Bishop, Along with thousands of people, I caught my breath when I read the account you had written about your father's death. I've followed your articles each day they've appeared. The characters in your little story are so true-to-life. One can almost see them. And, you've made tears come to my eyes more than once. Today, when you spoke of the condolences you've received, the same words used over and over again, the cards from friends, and the fact that no tear had come for you this time, brought back very clearly my father's death, less than a year ago. My dad was the constant story-teller. He had a droll sense of humor at times, but told some back-slapping stories, of his many escapes as a child. He grew up in a small town, and surrounding countryside in Ohio. The pictures in the old photo album show him beside his brother's touring car, surrounded by kids. He taught school in a little, one-room, school house, as did my mother, often walking miles to, and from school. Later, he went to work at a bank, and then a factory during the Second World War. We lived on a farm, we never went hungry. We always had something to eat. My mother baked her own bread; we had a garden. We were kids. While I was in High School, we moved to town. Population probably one-hundred fifty to two-hundred. We had electricity and gas heat. We got rid of the ice box with the dripping pan, and got a refrigerator. In time, we got an electric iron and didn't have to heat the irons on the kerosene stove. We never did get a metal ironing board. My mother still has the wooden board somewhere. Anyway, somehow, the year passed, I got married, my brothers and sisters did. the grandchildren came; we've contributed four to the grandparent's brag- book". http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4879c3e4601156a8d50e3cbbf6ec5f65.jpg 8f5fb44b6219b45ccfcae234ea4ec8b8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (25) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 23 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Retirement came a few years ago to my dad. Retirement for some must be wonderful - for him it was pure anguish! By this time, my sister was living with them: with her Cerebral Palsied child. My brother, and his two small children were there too. My mother, who was in her sixty's was forced back in the role of cook, cleaning lady, clothes washer, and ironing lady for three little ones. My brother drank, my sister was working, my dad was beside himself! Part-time jobs helped, but they had no money for trips, and my mother's sense of duty wouldn't permit her to go, even on trips with us. Finally a trip was planned to Florida. My brother sent tickets for the train. They traded those in on plane tickets; one way. They didn't know how long they'd stay, but Social Security checks, in the next couple of months, would have allowed them enough for tickets home. The day arrived when they were to leave. I drove them to the airport, one snowy day in March. My dad had a cold - a pretty bad one - and he was subject to pneumonia. He walked to the gate for the departing plane. He was short of breath when he got there. He carried his new hat with the feather on the side, so it wouldn't get wet. He said they might stay until June; wasn't much sense in coming back to more of this stuff! We all smiled. My mother gets homesick if she's away overnight. We knew she wouldn't stay until June. W watched the plane taxi around to take off, and then we left the airport. We felt it was unlucky to watch it out of sight. A plane took off just as we were leaving the parking lot. It flew over us, and we wondered if it was theirs. That was on Monday. On Tuesday, we had the biggest snow of the year. Schools close in this part of the country when it snows like this. In consolidated school districts, the rural children are bussed in, and rural roads get pretty bad, with six to eight inches of snow. We all agreed it was good the folks were in Florida, where it was warmer. On Wednesday, the call came. Daddy had been sick when they got to Florida. They were to take him to the doctor on Tuesday. They had done that. He took tests, and wanted him to come to the hospital on Wednesday for more tests. On Tuesday night, he became quite ill. They took him to the hospital on Tuesday night. He had a light case of pneumonia. The phone call Wednesday was supposed to be reassuring. We knew he had pneumonia before. He'd had bronchial infections, etc.; he always got over them. He was our dad nothing would happen. The next phone call said they had found a severe anemia. There was something wrong somewhere. We all thought of Leukemia, but said it was probably not much of anything. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/11709d187c34f52812558e93c7cd70b1.jpg f50ea8ff3d314167fc94a7af171768c0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts:The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (26) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 24 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Then the phone calls became more frequent. My mother called, my brother called. In between we three girls took turns calling. An operation would be needed; he was seventy, but it was needed. The operation was over before they called again. they found an abscessed appendix. We couldn't believe that; yes it was an abscessed appendix! It had walled itself off somehow, and, occasionally, leaked its poison into his system. His blood had little oxygen in it. No wonder he had been so pale! Oh yes, they had found a couple of small tumors, up near the stomach. They were small, but malignant. The surgeon thought he got it all, Dad was doing fine. Then he had a coughing spell. The stitches tore loose, he had to go back to surgery. He was in intensive care. There was no change. No reason for us to go down there: nothing we could do, except call. Easter Sunday came - another operation. He'll be all right. We sent down summer things for my mother. She lived at the hospital. She packed her sandwich in the morning. My brother dropped her off on the way to work. He picked her up in the evening. She sat in the halls if they wouldn't let her in Dad's room. She visited other patients on the floor who were sick. She didn't need to know them. Anybody sick brought out the "mother " in my mother. In May, the call come. My dad would be coming home. He needed convalescent care. He could do that here. If he stayed there, he probably wouldn't be strong enough to come back for several months. They would charter a plane. We were to meet them at the airport, with an ambulance, and make arrangements to have him admitted to a hospital in Columbus. He would need surgical care again, and attention. We wondered how he could fly in such a shape. We met him at the airport. My mother looked fine when she got off the plane. It was early, we were late! We had also gotten lost. But, she looked fine. Thinner, but our mother. My dad was on a stretcher, being transferred from the plane to an ambulance. He was old! He was seventy, but looked one-hundred! His face was sunken and pale. He fingers were bony. He had left Ohio in March, weighing two-hundred to two-hundred ten pounds. He weighed one-hundred and thirty-eight when he got home. His eyes were bleary, and darted here and there. His hair was long on the sides and curly. He could barely talk above a whisper. Breath seemed like a very fragile thing to him. But, he was home in Ohio. He had made it this far. We smiled and kissed him, and told him he hadn't really had to wait until June, and clucked over him. We followed the ambulance to the hospital with misty eyes, but we couldn't cry; not yet. We saw him lifted into a hospital bed. He looked more rested. We took my mother home. The first time she'd been home alone without him for forty-eight years! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/002b86f479fd46255f788f23ecf65daf.jpg 70ba9c6468b360d890476882ce02b01c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts:The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (27) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 25 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl The next day, he was transferred to another hospital. The rotten abscess kept draining. It was ugly stuff, and you wondered how anyone could live with that stuff in them. Another operation was scheduled. We all went down. Now it was our turn to take Mother back and forth to the hospital. She was still packing sandwiches! The operation did the trick for the time being. He was finally on the road to recovery. We had bought a house. We had lived in the house my mother had grown-up in but we found another house; a very reasonably priced one, larger than my mother's old house. In the midst of all else, we were painting, papering, etc, etc, It would be awhile before my dad would be able to leave the hospital. Only then would my mother tell him of our plans. He didn't know how he'd be able to go back to the house with the three children, my sister, and my brother. He needed to be alone. They needed to be alone; they had not been for nearly forty-seven years! We were in the midst of papering when my mother stopped. Daddy would come home Saturday. He'd almost been in the hospital the ninety days Medicare allowed. It would be very close. This was Tuesday; Thursday we moved - four kids, a dog, a house-full of furniture and junk -just moved! The rooms weren't papered, some of the plumbing was in need of repair; we moved anyway! Friday, we moved my mother's things. Only part of them; they were going to camp out, so to speak. She would need all her time to nurse my dad, and didn't want very much. A sofa, chair, or two, a couple end tables, lamps, a rocking chair of my grandfather's was in the attic. We brought it down and polished it up. We brought my dad home on Saturday. It was June by this time, and he was home. To a house where birthdays, and Christmas', and picnics had been celebrated by our family for sixty-three year. The summer passed, and he was able to be up and around. He enjoyed riding in the car. It didn't seem to bother him. In August, we took him thirty-five miles to see his brother, who was celebrating their 50th anniversary. He sat in the car, and nieces, and nephew, from New York, Illinois, Pennsylvania, and California came to the car to see him. It was a milestone! The roses that bloomed by the bedroom window, bloomed again. Fall came. He was able to drive. He was still stiff, and bent over somewhat. He had gained thirty pounds, and he was getting a "spring" in his step. He was able to eat what he wanted. He bought a new suit, and a topcoat. Maybe he could finish that visit in Florida next Spring. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0682b03042e182139a0b871acc797182.jpg 1872a7a8104b783f414a55378e503b89 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (28) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 26 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Christmas came and we all trooped up for a very thankful Christmas in the old house. The grandchildren were there. Family get-togethers are like that; movies were taken. the traditional poinsettias were bright in the corner. After Christmas, a check-up revealed bleeding from the rectum, the doctors said it was probably hemorrhoids. They didn't seem concerned. One night, in January, it became severe. They thought it best to go to the hospital. He was scheduled to go the later part of January anyway. Just to be safe, he'd go early. I rode in the ambulance with them. He joked on the way with the driver. I sat in the emergency room, and found out how slow waiting can really be. Hours passed. Finally, the nurse said he would be admitted that evening. We could go up and say goodnight. Examinations, and tests, showed a tumor, or growth, inside the rectum. A colostomy would be performed. He hated the idea. We tried to cheer him up by telling him of people we'd heard about. Surgery was scheduled for the next week. The next week tests showed his heart wasn't strong enough. They'd wait a couple of weeks. We took books, and candy, and flowers. My mother packed her sandwiches, and stayed all day again. The twenty-first of February, surgery took place. For over five hours we waited. The nurse told us, finally, the surgeon would come up soon. When he came, he told us that the surgery had gone as expected. The growth had been malignant; it had also spread. Growths were present near, and on the aorta. Nothing could be done for that. My sister asked about radium. He said they'd have to wait and see. His wasn't strong enough of course, and the location would suggest only a few months- six or so. For the next two weeks, we visited him every day. He was conscience. He finally could eat a spoonful of Jell-O. One day, we went down and he had been moved to another room. A smaller one, with a very sick man in the other bed. it didn't bother my Dad - nothing much seemed to bother him. A few days later, I took my mother down. A couple of friends of mine road along. We would go shopping. They had brought my Dad's lunch while I was there. A dinner of steak, mashed potatoes, Jell-O, ice cream. He was so weak, he couldn't have lifted six spoonfuls. They left the lunch. He had eaten a couple of bites; my mother fed him the soupy ice cream. I talked with him a few minutes, kissed him on the forehead, and said I would see him in the morning. I left. We talked in the car, my friends and I, of the idea of feeding a sick man a dinner like that. Of how hospitals keep patients alive, of the agony we knew he'd go through while he was adjusting to life following a colostomy, of how little time he'd have before he'd start downhill again; of many things. It's the most wonderful thing in he world to have understanding friends! That evening, I told the children that Grandpa had steak and ice cream for dinner. That he'd sent them a kiss, and said he loved them. That evening I told my husband I didn't see how he could live much longer, and how I wished he didn't have to suffer so; That night, I cried. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/10e6207a2b6a47454090a3dadf93a097.jpg 10e56e941d8f97cfc6377e1b6e1f0200 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (29) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 27 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl The next morning, early, the phone rang. the head nurse, on the same floor, but different service, said my Dad had taken a turn for the worse, to come down as soon as possible. I called my mother, I called my sisters and my brother. My mother drank her morning tea as usual; my sisters were slow. It wouldn't have made a bit of difference, my Dad had already died when the nurse called. The surgeon met us in the hall. He took us to a consultation room and told us. He got us pills, which we didn't take. My mother was dry-eyed. My sisters were still, so was I. My brother didn't say a word. My mother asked if she could see him. The surgeon suggested not - she insisted! My younger sister went with her, I stayed in the hall a few minutes, and then went in. He had a look of absolute peace on his face, with maybe a hint of a smile at the corners of his mouth. He'd had a heart seizure, or attack. He'd known nothing of it. He was spared that final suffering. In the hall, his clothes were waiting in a shopping bag. The roses, and flowers, were on the cart too. We each picked something up and started to the elevator: each of us thinking our own thoughts. In the main floor lobby. I saw a friend, Margaret, the nurse. We cried together a few minutes. I tried to comfort her. I tried to comfort me. We got in the car. My brother found his cigarettes, my sister drove, and we went home. I stopped at the Post Office, where my husband worked, and told him it was over. We went on to Mother's and called relatives, and just sat there. The thoughts that passed my mind were thoughts of relief for the suffering that was finished, of all the emotions. I think there was one that most described it. There were tears only once, when I called my mother's sister, when she asked how we were, I cried and she knew. The cousins came again from Pennsylvania, Illinois, Indiana, Kentucky. My brother from Florida. the neighbors brought food , as is the custom in this part of the country. The funeral director went along with my mother's idea of having visiting hours at the house, instead of at the funeral home. And, he wore the brand new suit he'd so happily bought and never worn. The bedroom, where they had slept, was emptied of furniture. The flowers around the casket literally filled the room. And my Dad looked at peace. The hardest part for me was when they put the lid down. The room was completely empty then. My Dad was gone. Still, I didn't cry then. Nor did I cry during the service. I can remember my husband gripping my hand at the same instant I reached for his. The service was held at the church. It was very brief; the church was full. We walked out an got in the cars to drive to the cemetery. I was amazed to discover four folding chairs there; one was for me. We sat there in the cold, and heard the minister's words. We left very soon. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/51e80de589e3d7459ed9cfd78c378856.jpg a9c50feb7810dab84ffa0777c7ad4a70 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (30) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 28 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Beside my father's grave are my grandparents. Next to it, on one side, is a very dear friend. There is room for my mother, and two others. A sign of old age, I'm told is when you know more people in the cemetery than you do in town. At home, after the service, the cousins gathered once more for a tearful farewell. The coffee pots bubbled. Cousins wives, with their hats still on, did dishes so everyone could have something to eat before they left for their various homes. I think at one time, I counted sixty people. There are only three rooms downstairs in that house. My Dad would have enjoyed it! He would have had a joke to tell, a curl to twitch, a remark about someone's hat. He would have teased the grandchildren, scolded one of the cousins for not wearing boots. He would have enjoyed it. Strange as it sounds, I did. I had tears then; no none now. I have a terrible loneliness at times, and wish I could see him. sometimes, when I see a man about his age, and his build, with a fringe of white hair, I catch myself in time, before I go up and make an insane remark. When the roses bloomed last summer, beside the bedroom window, my mother took bouquets to the cemetery. I've only been a few times. My father is not there; I'm not sure where he is. I feel his presence at times. I think about him a great deal. I think of my mother, too, who's been alone for almost a year now. And I think that, by the very nature of things, I'll be in the same position someday. Either to go, or to remain. One of us will be left. That's each one's "thing" in life. And, how I will meet this, I don't know. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b971118c3ad144a5c883eef2627f848e.jpg d735fab1de4ebd3ac87031815180b8e0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (31) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 29 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Six WHO AM I ? The sun rose bright and warm this morning. The sky is that winter blue, the evergreen stands still and tall, no breeze is about. The snow crunches under foot. It looks cold and quiet and serene. It is cold! Our thermometer says Zero degrees, and, for the first day of March, in our area of the country, it is cold! Especially with six, or seven, inches of snow on the ground. It's plowed high on the side of the street, so it's hard for my little daughter to get around, to be able to cross the street. Last night seems far away. The shadows, and phantoms, I hope were vanished with the sun, but I'm not sure. Maybe, If I put them down in morning light, their mysterious power over me will be gone. I have reached a certain, happy relationship with my pencil and pad of paper. The typewriter doesn't suffice. I can't think and concentrate, at the same time. What I really mean to say, is that I can't compose my thoughts and concentrate on the typewriter, keep at the same pace. So, I write in longhand, trusting that sometime, I"ll be able to decipher it. My biggest problem is, I guess that I keep everything to myself. I always have. Last night, I wished so desperately to pour out my silly secrets, and fears, to my husband, but I couldn't. I never have been able to. This is the reason I write. I picture a time, after my death, when he's going through papers, and old reports, and things of that kind, and he'll come across the folder of my "manuscripts". He'll pull them out slowly. I think he'll read them. I'm not sure, but either way, my purpose will have been accomplished. He'll know, at last the silly secrets, and fears. And, if he scorns them, then why it really won't matter, because I will be past the point of being able to be laughed at, or ridiculed. I've been ridiculed, and laughed at, too long, and it still hurts too badly to expose myself. My biggest regret, along this line, is the fact that our oldest son is exactly the same as me. He keeps everything bottled-up too, and it hurts him so deeply. I wish I http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1a8840057482eec0803de1212a663d53.jpg 969b462a6847603e340a1091604c42c4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (32) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 30 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl could help him, but I can't relieve his torment by telling him how I've suffered. That's a strange word - the pencil seemed to write it alone - I guess I have suffered. And I think that this kind of suffering is the worst. I've had my share of physical suffering, maybe more than my share. This I could bear! Last night, when the scenes of my childhood flitted past my eyes, I was wide awake. I know somewhere there was an answer, but I didn't find it. It got away. It always does. And, finally, the long night ended. I was reminded of the prayer I used to say, "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray thee, Lord, my soul to keep, if I should die before I wake. I pray thee, Lord my soul to take". It must have bothered me, it does now. I taught my children to say only the first two lines, and then to say, "God bless everyone I love," naming all the relatives, and friends, and then everyone else in the world, "and make me a good child!" But, I've always had the feeling that I've deprived them of something, in a way. Maybe I've only kept the fears from them, and, if so, I'm glad. The fears! Lord, how I've hated those fears. Fear of dark, fear of death, fear of going places, fear of ridicule, fear of people's opinions about me. I was twenty-five years old before I could even think to myself about a person, "Go to Hell, I don't need you!" I still haven't been able to say it out loud. Someday, I just might. I don't know who I'll say it to first. This has certainly given me a certain amount of inner satisfaction, imaging their response. It's almost as good as telling them to their face. The trouble is, I really do like most people. I love to talk with sales ladies, I used to be one, and it's nice to have someone notice you, and be nice to you. I can catch the eye of another mother, coping with her small child, as I used to mine, and a recognition will pass between us, and she'll smile, and so will I. I don't really know if you can call that empathy, compassion, or just plain nosiness. I only know that that's the way I am. this bothers some of my friends, who are always asking, "Did you know that salesperson?", or woman or whatever. And then, that puzzled look comes over their faces. It's the same response my husband gives me. Some look in awe, so I guess I'm something of a "kook", because no one understands - except my oldest boy. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/060ba7c92f90841cc9e3541584ccdb65.jpg 1861f0403a606e157c039ad8bca26bef Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (33) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 31 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl I do love to talk with people. Any people, anywhere. I'm reminded of the by-line of one early TV program; "There are a million people in the Naked City, there are a million stories. This has been one of them''. I think that, when I drive down streets, and roads, and past houses. Maybe not a million, but hundreds. They all have stories. So do I, but I can't tell mine, and I don' think they can tell theirs. It's like two parallel lines extending, ad infinitum, going the same way, side by side, but never touching. Dear God, I don't want to be a parallel line! I wish I could tell my story to someone. I don't know why, I don't really know to whom, but I feel sometimes as if these layers and layers of reaction, responses, impulses, stimuli, must come out. Or does everyone carry around the muddle of their thinking until their dying day? There are times, dear pencil, as if I'm really afraid to trust you. Because, once it's written, I cannot recall it, and the chance of being read, and misinterpreted, would be as bad as saying things and having them misunderstood, or ridiculed. Other people seem to have such well-run lines, neat, orderly. Are their minds the same? I don't really think so. As I know some of those neat, orderly people. Houses always spic and span, children always clean, the blasted ironing always done, and not a dirty dish in the house. i can't believe their minds are this tidy. Maybe they have better control over theirs than I do. I've thought of writing this as a story. Changing names, especially mine, and trying to palm it off as an imaginary story. My imagination isn't this powerful, but maybe someone else would think so. I don't really know what I'll do with it. but, here goes - most stories start off with either a very happy, or very unhappy, childhood. I wish I could remember my childhood, but I don't think I ever had one. I can remember almost to when I was two, and I can't remember a childhood as such. It certainly wasn't unhappy. It certainly wasn't a joyous occasion. I never remember enjoying it because I was always waiting for another time. The other time has never come. Will it ever? I don't know, I've done the same thing with my children, never fully enjoying the ages they are - always trying to picture "another time." I've lost all the memories that I wish I could remember. Certain times stick out in my mind, but they are http://66.213.124.233/files/original/291a6789fac398dc2fb0cbe4994ddb23.jpg 68ccde2fc7137282d6d40001c10e3b2a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (34) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 32 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl few. What happens to the days? I guess I've wished them away -always waiting for "another time." I could put on a stoic face, and keep the tears of agony to the time when I'm alone. My husband doesn't like to see me cry. Or anyone. He had sisters who used this for their own means. There have been times, when I've screamed inside of me, to him, to please say "go ahead and cry, cry all you want!" I know he never will. It's the way he is. He just doesn't think anyone needs emotional release this way, and he just doesn't understand me. The trouble started last night over the same thing. It's usually always the same thing and it always ends the same way. Only last night, I didn't fight back after he went to sleep. I didn't toss and turn, or turn on the light, but I accepted things. I had the sensation they say a dying man has of seeing things, and scenes pass before my eyes. I wondered if each of us, complex humans that we are, all have such an inner-turmoil. My husband doesn't. Things are so simple for him. things are black and white - there's no middle gray anywhere. He has come to accept some of "gray" in his own life. He's learned to accept the fact of "breakdowns" in his own family, and in mine, but not in ours. But, he looks on these cases as weaknesses of the individual. I don't think he will ever have a nervous breakdown. I sometimes don't think he has nerves. i don't know what sustains him; sheer physical strength, I suppose, guts, no spiritual fallacies. Oh, he believes in God, but not in Heaven. It's all here and now with him. It's rather disconcerting really. He hates to go to funerals. It's all over in his estimation. There's nothing left. No hope, no thought of heavenly rewards, or threats of eternal damnation with him. It's here and now, and he's the master of the situation. It's really very sad! He doesn't need people. I crave people. Or books, except of course, for the face that books have a happier ending, most of the time. Either a good book, or a visit with someone, or a telephone conversation will work the same therapy on me. It's an intrusion to him. Maybe he's got a simpler mind, or a single track one. But, these things aren't important to him. People, books, music, solitude. If he spends five, or ten minutes alone, he goes to sleep. Just shuts his eyes and goes to sleep. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/773767a638266d0d179eec9e8c18d206.jpg b7fddba91079d8eca055dcd4d06d4af4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (35) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 33 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl So many things came to mind last night. I can't hardly remember them this morning. So many scenes of growing up - "Growing UP" to what? That's certainly a strange phrase - Growing Up. It presupposes you are smaller, or shorter, then you grow up, straight and tall. We have a lot of strange phrases in the English language. "Grow up", how often we say this to children - "Grow up and act your age!" - most of the time, that's exactly what they are doing. Acting their age, their physical age. I like "maturing" better. It sounds more like a flower opening. It sounds more like a cycle of events, instead of physically growing up. I guess the problem basically hinges on the fact that I didn't have much of a childhood. I went to stay with elderly grandparents when I was two. I think, sometimes, I've lived for a hundred years! The stories they told me were like the fairy tales read to other children, by their parents. The time was one, mid- depression, and in a very small town, so things like sanitary sewers, bathrooms, refrigerators, kerosene lamps, ice boxes, quilting blocks, hand-knitted mittens, and kerosene ovens seemed to me to be mixed up. See, normally the generation who lived with kerosene lamps would have been my grandparents. My mother's generation would have lived with the ice boxes, and the quilting blocks, and the mittens being knitted, and the bread rising in the pans to be baked in the kerosene ovens. so, I guess you'd say I was a composite, and it's all mixed up. I had a friend when I stayed with my grandparents. Her parents were the right age. She had store-bought clothes, and a bathroom, and a fireplace, and a refrigerator that made ice cubes, with pop stored in it. How I envied her! My goal, even yet, is the fireplace, and the store-bought clothes. I wanted all these things so desperately, when I was a child. I'd go back to stay with my parents part of the time. They lived in the house with no electricity. I was in High School before they moved. It was finally to a house with electricity - but still no bath. To this day, they don't have one. We finally installed one, five or six years ago. It's still new to me. I've always wondered why they didn't move, years before they finally did. I guess it's habit. I don't think it was love of the place. I though when we http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b53c8f6bc40f907c08d7970e1ba0d22d.jpg a18bd901645a08aaa56480faa5c29fbf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (36) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 34 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl moved to town, it would be a whole new world. It wasn't. It was still the coal stove in the corner, still the slop bucket in the corner to empty dish water and plate scrapings into and the kerosene stove in the kitchen. Still, the two-piece pad irons, heated over the stove. But, we did have electricity. They've finally installed water in the kitchen, an electric range, a refrigerator and a freezer, a dryer and gas space heaters. It's almost up to date. But, my folks aren't. Whether it's habit or whether they like it, they've lived in this house as long as they lived in the one in the country. I still live in my grandparent's house. We didn't have much company. Of course, in the Depression years, I don't suppose people went visiting much. One of those fears I had was traveling. I was in Jr. High before I went to the nearest city - twenty miles away! I may have gone before that, but I can't remember. Things big have always frightened me. I still don't accept this as a manner of course. It's still an excursion, still has an element of fear, uncertainty about it. I still see intrigue lurking in corners, and doorways, still manage to get lost, so to speak, in unfamiliar stores -still consider it alien ground. I've been a small -town girl too long. Oh, I go all right. Go into town for meetings, and visit art galleries, shop, etc. My husband doesn't take me. I go alone, or with women friends. I take the children. They romp on the escalator, and self-serve elevators, to their hearts' content. They've never worried about being lost, or being stolen by Gypsies, or murdered in the doorways by dope addicts. As I said, though, we didn't go much, and we didn't have much company.I did travel to another state a couple of times. My grandparents went to visit my aunt, and I could go too. As I grew older, it meant joys without end. This town had a movie house, middle-sized stores, sidewalks that were broad enough, and smooth enough, to skate on. I made friends across the street, and down the street. We drank lovely Pepsi's by the carton - full! Ate potato chips and pretzels. Played Ping-Pong. Blissful summer days. Those were the days of my childhood, I think. the only days, and they came much later, about eleven, or twelve, and ended suddenly with the death of my grandfather and trip back to the house I grew up in. The absence of that dearly loved, familiar figure, http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3b7fa5bc33c48a8fc6e07bf19b62be95.jpg d691b6ae005922a208aceaa5e502f19b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (37) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 35 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl upon whose lap I loved to sit, and rub my cheek in his scratchy, wool sweater, duck to one side as he spit tobacco - most always unerringly in the Chase & Sandborn coffee can. Reach in his pocket for a pink peppermint lozenge. Beg for a nickel to run to the corner store for an ice cream cone, whose last remarks, as I went our the door, were always, "Remember who you are". I never asked who I was. I never knew who I was. Only that was his grandchild, and my grandmother's grandchild. My brothers and sisters I hardly missed. I didn't know them to miss them. You cannot miss what you do not know, and I didn't know them. I can still sometimes still hear, "Remember who you are". I still do not know, but I don't know whom to ask. I guess I must find this answer alone. Things changed then. I went home to stay. My grandmother wasn't well, my older sister, who was out of school, went to stay with her, and took my bed, and my dresser drawer. Strange, I can only remember one dresser drawer. I guess that held all my belongings. These were never many. There still aren't. Back I went to the house in the country. Back to the family I hardly knew. I had lived with them during school terms all the time. But, I waited on weekends, and summer vacations, to go to town. I waited on those nickels, those laps to sit in. The pampering I suppose I got. I never remember being called in the mornings, except Sundays. Sundays we went to Sunday School and church. We walked , unless it was terribly inclement. then, my grandfather got out the Model A and took us. He always came after us. Always drove up after everyone was gone. My grandmother was always the last one out of the church. I never knew if it was because he was always late, and she waited on him, or thought she'd be late so he waited on her. I never knew. I guess it doesn't make any difference now. I waited all the time I lived in the country, with a sort of detached aloofness. I probably was hard to live with. I know of no teenager that isn't. I had Rheumatic Fever. Spent months in bed. My mother was a good nurse. But, she never talked to me. No on ever really does. I think. We spent days together, me waiting for the school bus. She doing things around the house. It was winter, so we were living in only part of the house. She did play the piano. She played beautifully! She didn't teach me though. I taught myself. I had lessons once, when I was a little girl. We must have had some money then. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/032fed2f59763521863c5b60d2438129.jpg 04b79667b5f1b1d3e93462cdad8ab550 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (38) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 36 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Then with the war, my father changed jobs. We didn't have anything much for a long time. I'm sure we ate. We kept chickens, and a few cows. I remember they butchered a pig once in awhile. My mother canned the meat. We had a big garden and raised our own potatoes. My mother made our bread. The pantry always had big crocks of milk sitting in it. Scraping the cream as it rose. How often do you scrape? I have no idea. I didn't learn. I did learn to bake bread. It's one of my accomplishments to this day. Only now, I make sweet rolls. I made too many loaves of bread then. It seems so strange that I can remember so few times working. My grandmother was the mistress of her home. She didn't ask for help, or tell me to help. She'd wash out my clothes, wash my hair, scrub and clean. She was surprised that I know so little about how to do anything in later years. No one rally ever taught me. I haven't done a very good job of teaching myself. School progressed. I like people, as I've said, and I liked school. I never really was anybody's best friend. No one else was as interested in books as I was. I didn't really have to study harder. I had parts in school plays. Went to basketball games. Was never elected cheerleader, they always picked someone more petite, and graceful. Had a few honors in school. Worked part-time. We'd moved to town by this time; not the town where my grandmother lived, but close to it. I could go back and forth on the Greyhound Bus. I hated those trips. I was always afraid I'd miss the bus. When it finally came around the curve, I'd run to the stop. Then, i was always afraid the driver wouldn't stop at the right station. Once one took me ten miles past my destination. I cried and cried, called my mother, who sent a neighbor after me, and caught up with me on my way, walking back home. It was as hard to accept a favor then as it is now. I'm always afraid it will be an imposition. After graduation, I could have gone to any one of several colleges, but we didn't have guidance teachers then. My heart was set on dress design. Some silly, romantic kid's idea. I could have gone on to any college of Liberal Arts, and should have. I had met my future husband by this time. We enjoyed a friendly, friendship. I suppose, in all honesty, I wanted a friend - he wanted a sweetheart. I had fallen madly in, and, http://66.213.124.233/files/original/89c6c0bde6dae93ae8fc5dc838ec23d7.jpg f284dc2fbf5f5cb1010c7f14ccba9e7d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (39) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 37 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl disillusioned, out of love just before meeting him. I would have followed this first love to the end of the earth. Only he didn't ask. He was embarrassed at my overtones of affection. He tolerated my playing all these romantic love songs of the day on the piano. He had his obvious faults. My parents didn't like him much. They could see through him. I couldn't see a thing! It was a very short-lived romance. As summer romances are apt to be. I was introduced to my husband by one of the girls I was working with that summer. I, in turn, introduced her to her future husband! We did a lot of double dating. She "had" to get married; we had a big church wedding. Part of the time, after I was out of school, and working in the little town, I lived with my grandmother again. She was in her eighties by now. Never the less, she called me for work every morning. Fixed my lunch at noon when I walked home. Waited supper till all hours if I was late because of visiting, or just plain talking. Washed out my lingerie, ironed my clothes - and I practically ran away! I guess I did run away before we were married - ran back to my parents' because I thought I should be there. Couldn't be both places, close to my husband's work. He came home for lunch, and we played at housekeeping and married life. I finally learned to drive. worked at a job, one and one half weeks, and that's been the only time since we've been married. As I've said before I never really had anyone teach me to do housework. I keep looking to tomorrow's projects, and seem never to get today's projects finished. We've reached the middle thirty's and with forty's breathing down our necks, I can't enjoy today. I'm too fat. The dreams, and aspirations, of that crazy, mixed-up kid of twenty years ago are actually centuries ago. Our four children have had their share of measles, mumps, chicken pox; not Rheumatic Fever. And, I suppose as a mother, I didn't sit down and talk with them either. My grandmother died five year ago , at the age of ninety-six. We finally moved out of our house in the country. Came back and lived with her. We had just the three children then. Our little girl came after. Grandma was still cleaning her own room, and doing my dishes , when she died. We still live in Grandma's house.It's never been mine. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7732c38338257781d7cd6da932cf835d.jpg aa3939ce9b78b77318114f34d4938df8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (40) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 38 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl or ours, probably, never will. I trim her rose bushes in the spring, transplant her tulips, and jonquils, every three or four years. We did plant some trees that are ours. But the house hasn't changed that much. But, if I have deep, and ponderous, thoughts, my friend, the pencil, and I write them down. I've lived too long to explain any of my wishes, desires, or thoughts, to anyone else. I haven't gotten the nerve to tell anyone to "Go to Hell". or "Jump in the lake", and likely never will. If I open my mouth to contradict anyone at a meeting , or to voice an opinion, I blush, and my heart pounds. We go to church every Sunday, don't miss a one. Only my husband goes too - we usually are the last ones out the door though, come to think of it. Same church, same door. The words of my grandfather come back. "Remember who you are!" Who am I? God, I wish I knew! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/aa0165dbc466986d1859b55313f6aba3.jpg 74afdf7bf5f3edba24019d1d3dd406d9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (41) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 39 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Seven WHERE IS HOME? I knew then that I would never forget. All my life, I'd waited to hear them . Every Fall, my brother would talk of them. Only after the war came, and my oldest brother left for the army - only then did they not mention them. I'm talking of the geese of course, the wild geese flying down from the North - flying south in the Fall. Flying to the warmth, and the sunshine, of the South. Leaving their home in Canada, flying the miles over our part of Ohio - going to only they know where, and once I heard them. I used to dream of it when I was a little girl; dream of the north reaches of our hemisphere, wonder at the unknown expanse of country; wonder if I'd ever go there to see the towering pines, and the crystal blue lakes, to feel the spray of sun against my face, to see only trees, lake and sky, in one broad sweep, with no one else in this panorama. I saw it once, one early summer morning, many years later, standing on the edge of the dock. I felt an aloneness that spoke of the grandeur of nature. The sun had just risen, across the lake, the water was so calm, that, after I had taken a picture of this, there was a perfect reflection in the water, so that I still wonder which is real and which is the reflection. I think I know. I think the picture is real the way it was printed, but I always wonder if perhaps the printers may not have made a mistake. It is so perfect that it is really hard to tell. I'd never seen a lake so still before, and I've seen one so still since. The was picking up a rock, here and there, at my feet as its rays were diffused through branches of the pines behind me. I felt suspended in space. It was so still. Not a fish rippled the calmness of the lake, and I do not think that ever a bird's song broke the stillness of the morning. You can drink beauty; absorb it through the very pores of your being; wrap yourself in beauty. I did that morning in the land where the wild geese fly home in the Fall. Then, things changed. We returned to Ohio from our vacation. the Canadians call them "holidays". I like their word better! You cannot vacate your mind - only your place in busy whirl of complex world. For two weeks, or only a week, or even a http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e191463150cbb3c59fb19c39fe9237bb.jpg 52e24e31c7479f9da05c81908f5190d1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (42) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 40 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl few days, the world that depends upon your presence must do without you. You are vacating that spot. But, the idea of a holiday presupposes you with hope of festivity, rollicking good times, a spirit of living free as the birds - rise with the sun, eat when you wish, sleep when you like. So a holiday is far more enjoyable than a vacation. Coming back to our mundane working world. I brought the peacefulness of that early morning stillness with me, wrapped around me like a blanket - protecting me from the coldness of the world. The beauty of that morning was captured forever on the film in my camera, but also imprinted in my mind. We've returned to Canada for many years since then. We return in the summer, after the geese of course. I've never heard them fly North. I wonder, do they sound different flying North? Are they going home, home to the blue, blue lakes, the giant pines, the serenity of the North Woods? Or, is it like my picture? The reality is in the turning Southland. Which way is home, my heart do you know? Or, will you know someday? When you've heard the geese once more? Does my heart search for the quiet solitude of the almost wilderness of the North, or is the reality of my life in the hustle and bustle of a household evidenced of my husband, four children, one dog, several cats, and many friends? Which is the reflection, which is the reality? Is not the tranquility of the Northland lake reflected in my Ohio home life? Just as my reflection is seen in the bountiful lakes of the North. Who can tell me which is which? I think I know, but then again, maybe someone has turned the negative of my life upside down so I do not know. The children grow. They grow fast. Time cannot stand still and the season have changed many times. I did not know the geese fly North the first time I heard them! When I heard them, I was standing with my father. He had been so very, very ill. He had been in the land where the geese must fly, in the sunshine of the South. He flew down, much faster than geese of course! From our spot in Ohio it is a four-hour trip. Very little flying time. Just walking from desk to boarding area and back to the desk on arrival. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/150306ddcee44337a48b7971fc4f2365.jpg 3dde50ac59abfe76a9b7e3b5ddf6321f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (43) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 41 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl When he came back, he came by plane. The short weeks of this trip had taken a toll of years of his life. He was an old man. a man who had lived with pain; had battled death, had survived. He needed time for his body to mend from several operations, from a foe that had staked a claim on his life. A foe that would be relentless; a foe which is Cancer unsuccessful. The ally's name is Heart Disease and Heart Disease cheated Cancer for my father's life. I think wistfully if one of them should be the victor for his life, I'm glad it was a heart attack. But, of course, when we heard the geese, my father and I, we did not know of the coming battle. It was a night that must be very common in this small town of Ohio, in the middle of Fall. Someone in the next house was burning leaves. The smoke you could smell; nothing could smell like leaves burning in the Fall! Except of course, leaves burning. The air was crisp and clean, but in our town, the darkness cannot be felt with our electric lights, our street lights, with automobile headlights. The silence cannot be felt with the slamming of car doors and house doors; up and down the street someone's dog is barking, some child gives a yell! How to define the yell? Who really knows? We heard the geese winging their way through the darkness, their leader directing their flight in his own manner. Flying South to the warmth, and the sunshine. I had not heard them before. My father did not hear them again. In the spring, before the jonquils and the tulips, before the lilacs and the lilies blossom, before the frogs began their nightly sounds - in the spring, my father lost his battle with his foe named Cancer, even though the true victor was a heart attack. The geese flew North again that spring, I'm sure. And many seasons have changed since. Who knows the true home of the wild geese, my heart, do you? And knows the true home of the soul? I felt my father's presence - not at the cemetery, not in the spot where his monument sits, engraved with the only accounts of any of our lives that tells the story of our lives. Born : January 11, 1896 Died: March 7, 1968 Age 72 years, 1 month, 28 days http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2182bad0da75d6ac8f9207e5cad813ff.jpg a258599028579271a5295c32c3b90e82 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (44) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 42 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl But, which is the true picture of my heart? Which is the reflection? And, is it like my picture of the lake; can it be turned upside down so the reflection is the actuality, and the reality is the reflection? Who knows? I only know my father is not there; not in the narrow grave! I do not know where he is! I do not know my heart's destination . Whether my heart seeks to go home again, or whether it's true destination lies many miles away. Is the wild goose going home to the North, or going home to the South? Oh, I know the scientists know. The bird's home would be the place of his birth, and instinctively they return there. Do they take their little holiday then in the North, or the South? Are our lives our "holidays"? do we go "home" when we die, or do we go on a great adventure? Instinctively we look forward to a homecoming in the future, a gathering of the "class" so to speak. We want to feel that those who have gone ahead of us are waiting for us. Much as the leader of the wild geese calls to his followers to follow. I have not heard the geese since that night. But, today I saw them! Flying South in a sky that forecasts the winter ahead. Gray, November days, with the ground covered with leaves. Soon, we will have snow, and if it is deep enough, you cannot see the graves of all who have gone before, only the markers standing. Today, I saw the geese for the first time. I couldn't hear them, but they were flying in a not too straight formation; flying South. To the warmth, and the sunshine. Maybe in the spring. I will either hear, or see, them flying North. Only they can tell you which direction is home to them. Maybe someday I will know in which direction my heart's home will like. Which is the truth, which is the reflection? I think I know, But I'm never sure; if the negative of my life was printed in the right perspective! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2474ee028346b529b59be641e4d19d0a.jpg 29b5a0fb1d877fdbf8b4139f0e34cff0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (45) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 43 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Eight MY ROOM I like my room. It's gold, and brown, and rusty orange. It's like the early morning sun, streaming through yesterday's rain streaked, winter windows, before spring cleaning. It's the braided rug- reminiscent of days gone by when home-braided rugs were means of economy. It's the pattern in the old-fashioned oak rocker-bought at an auction years ago, that rocked three babies. It's the green plants growing profusely in the window. The ones that make living center pieces at the table, or maybe arranged on the piano. They really get around, those little plants from the 10 cent store. I like my piano. It's funny about my piano. For years I've liked to play. We even once had an old piano, given to us by a former minister's wife. This is a new one. A Spinet with warm shades of Honey Walnut. That's a new name. You usually hear Honey Maple. But, this is soft Honey Walnut streaked here and there with the grain of Walnut. My piano-a gift of love. Many hours I've spent in the few months we've had it. Playing my soul out. Tempestuous, beguiling, tenderly. Music from me. Love songs for my husband, pop songs for the children, classics to remember from days gone by- all during the quiet hours when they've all gone to school, and to work. Just me-in my room, at my piano. I say my room when it's really everyone's. It invites you to just walk in. What more should a room do? It has memories- oh, so many memories! Gifts, Christmas'. Only one here, but it's still home. My room, my house, my family, my town, my state, my country! How wonderful to say my, when it all belongs to everyone! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7a9b8ccfd7f71b961a20d97641bcd5b2.jpg 0f291427211a3c0405cacc8337cc8fcf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (46) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 44 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Nine THE KISS It was the first time she had seen her husband cry! At least, in public. There had been one other time, a long, long time ago. But, then they had been alone, closed up in their own little world, during the hours that belong just to husbands and wives, in the kingdom of the bedroom. But, this was different. He sat on the sofa, with the children around him. Little Karen their pride and joy, on his lap. David and Pat their two youngest boys, sitting in almost stunned silence. Bill, their oldest, who, even at thirteen, would cry, sat motionless, but tears were streaming down his cheeks. The first thing that struck her eye was herhusband's clothes. "Why," she thought, "they're dirty!", and her fingers ached to wipe that streak of grease from his face. Even though he was a repairman, and had to get dirty, and greasy at times, he was usually quite immaculate. He never even liked to have the boys be "little-boy' dirty". And, here he was, greasy and all! She walked through the door and closed it. "Funny, she thought, "I didn't hear the door close, and neither did they!" She had no sense of having come from any particular place or room, the only sense of time, or being, she had centered around the five people sitting in her living room. She looked at her husband, as though he was one of her children, and with an exclamation of utter compassion, and abject sorrow, she swiftly crossed the room and sat on the arm of the sofa. She put her arms around him, and cradled his head on her breast. The children didn't notice her, but only sat, still staring with unseeing eyes. As she sat there, she wiped at the grease spots on her husband's face and brushed them away with her fingertips, much as she had down hundred of times for the children. His sobs were subsiding now, and her arms drew him closer, even closer, his face bowed down, the tears drying on his face. With a sigh of spent relief, he raised his head and looked straight at her. Without a word, she kissed him on his lips, one long, http://66.213.124.233/files/original/096826d74423e9ec3ca12e9ebe09ee16.jpg 16ee873690a317281d4377b828bd8a0d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (47) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 45 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl agonizing final kiss. A kiss to last him until eternity, and to last her throughout eternity, and she was gone. Her husband sat still, as he had been sitting since he first heard the news. He had not seen her, but had somehow felt her presence, and he gently ran his fingers over his lips. He had not seen her, but felt her fingers on his face, and the wonder and knowledge of what he had felt filled his whole being, so sorrow and grief seemed to vanish and with a sense of lightness of spirit, he raised his head once more. Mirrored in his eyes was an unfathomable smile. With a sigh he spoke the words - the sound -were the first ones heard and as he spoke, the mood of despair lifted. Somehow, though the echoes of time, a whole new world was opened to her loved ones, sitting in her living room - grieving over her death. It seemed like such a long time had passed. Bill was in high school now, and becoming the student his father, and his mother too, had known he could, and would be someday. He had made friends of the boys and girls he had always known, but, somehow, had not really known. A smile had come to stay on his face, the dark scowling from bitterness, pettiness and persecution, had somehow long vanished. It seemed Bill had changed, practically overnight. Since the time of his mother's death, several years before, in fact. His teachers noticed it first. A child of temperament, often in trouble because of inattention, and lack of attention, he had settled down into quite a remarkable young lad. His grades, that had been failing, had risen until he was an honor student. His sullen disposition had changed, and with it the animosity that several teachers held toward him changed, and was gone. A comradeship sprang up between the teachers and Bill. The school psychologist said it was undoubtedly caused by his sudden maturing but was dumbfounded to explain how it worked in just the manner it had. Usually, cases regressed even further into despondence, and he would have supposed Bill would have somehow, he was still unable to explain either premonition, of the actual happenings. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8269515dfecfabd9a33a87d5d512cd32.jpg 46a6829a0631cc1b6b299147ad5ce3d6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (48) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 46 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Tonight was the Science Fair. Bill had worked long and hard on his project. He was very interested in science, always looking for an answer, as if it would be found in a test tube. Anyway, he was at peace with himself, working on his experiments, and on his second love - art. It seemed he could almost speak through his fingertips, the beauty he created at such a young age was very strange; almost ethereal landscapes, captured through his memory's eye, from distant places seen on various family trips. Always to the wilderness, or to the far away places. And always Bill was able to capture and elusive beauty that is nature. Always it was an odd, imaginative canvas, as though an extraordinary vision was granted to him - a time from another time. Tonight, however, he received a special award on the district level and, with a proud, but somehow quiet ease, he acknowledged his receiving his award. His father was there, his sandy hair sprinkled with some gray; he often smiled at the gray with a melancholy smile of remembrance of how she always disliked her gray hairs. The whole family had laughed at Mom's gray hairs; he had always liked them and would never let her "touch them up". She would tease about his receding hair on his forehead, and say that whenever it receded another one-half inch, she would like it too. Unconsciously, his hand stole up and touched the bald spots on either temple. It has receded the half inch, he thought, and with just a slight smile, he thought of how she would have loved it. And, with a tug of his heart, he wondered how gray her hair would have been now. His mind went back to that evening so long, yet such a short time ago. A lifetime ago, he thought. And,still his heart was warmed and set at peace by the fleeting touch on his lips. He glanced at his side, almost expecting to see her there, expecting that his remembering might have conjured her up. The lady on his right was the wife of one of his customer though. He quickly glanced to the left, where David, Pat and Karen sat. Karen was growing up so fast. Nine years old now, and looking more and more like her mother. The shade of her hair, the lift of her chin, her hazel eyes that turned green when she was angry. Her nimble fingers that loved to play the piano. His little ray of sunshine he thought. Pat with his freckles, and his serious nature, was thirteen. Pat's natural http://66.213.124.233/files/original/828929afee93f888306296a602712b47.jpg 9aabaa50ea40d54271b0ee93a3e3c828 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (49) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 47 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl bend seemed to be the ministry. His seriousness about the church, at such an early age, was remarkable. The boy's questions, and study about the church, and it's history, had long since amazed him, and caused quite a few lifted eyebrows among the ministers when a new one came, as they quite often do in the Methodist Church. The boy seemed to find a solace there, he did have to admit it. He himself did Sundays when he sat in the choir loft. the peace he found there was precious to him also. with the new church, he found he could concentrate more readily. Somehow, in the old church, the shaft of early morning sunlight had always touched the spot where his wife's casket had laid among the flowers. The beauty of the flowers, the sunlight through the stained-glass windows was almost too much for him though, and he was quite happy when the new church was completed. This picture he could see in his mind's eye, and that was enough. And, the spot in front of the Chancel in the new church had not as yet held the casket of a dear friend, let alone that of his beloved. With a shake of his head, to clear the reminiscing thoughts from it, he winked at David who had just caught his eye. He then centered his attention to the stage where his first-born son, now a tall, six-foot teenager was receiving his award, and once again, he felt the presence of his wife, felt her fingers curl within his, felt an almost imperceptive squeeze of his hand, felt her fingers touch almost fleetingly upon that spot - that spot on his temple. He could feel, as any married person can, the nearness, the way bodies touch each other, when two people sit side by side, as if she were sitting beside him in the auditorium, sharing Bill's achievement. sharing the whole family's pride in one of their members. He sat there motionless, staring at his empty hands, and the coat and shoes of the wife of one his customers. As Bill was walking from the stage to meet his family, he heard his mother's voice just once, calling him "Billy", but though he turned as quickly as he could, stopping so suddenly that he almost made the girl behind him fall, he couldn't see her. But when he saw his father, he knew that somehow his mother's presence had been there that evening, had shared with them this moment of achievement, was a justifiably proud of him as if she had been there in form, as well as in spirit, and as he held the paper, the http://66.213.124.233/files/original/69b5836983961886590423fda051df3a.jpg c145c220059b1821333d81ec6cd2008c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (50) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 48 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl paper so earnestly and tirelessly, worked for, he was startled to see a splotch, like a teardrop had fallen on the printed William. Time for mortals has a way of flying, even though the days go slowly, and the nights are filled with intolerable loss. However, the time called years hastened on. Somehow, he knew that she would not have minded him marrying again, but he just couldn't find a woman whom he could care for. Even with their mutual loss as a family, his children and he were very close. Much closer, and comfortable about it. They had not spent much time in mourning over their loss of wife and mother, it seemed their grief had lofted long ago, and the expectancy of the future closed around them, and the time called years passed. Bill went to college, to post-graduate work, and was well on his way to a brilliant future. His-self-assurance was amazing. He seemed to go along with the idea that he had reserves of strength to carry him on, like a man that knows exactly where he is going, and how he is going to get there, just the quite confidence that marked him as an outstanding young man, with quite a future ahead of him. David had finished high school with honors, his long ago skinniness had filled out, and he had become quite an athlete in his local school. He had become quite a vocalist too, singing in the A Capella Choir, and quite often sang in the church choir with his dad. Once, long ago, his childhood ambition had been to become a doctor. With the natural grace of all born athletes, and the nimbleness of his fingers, he was fast becoming a good, a very good, med-student. With the charm, and handsome features, he was blessed with when he was born, he had become quite a handsome young man. Quite a son to be proud of! Both boys had worked hard, hard, hard and long. Their father had not had much to help them with. Both boys were soon to be married. Pat was finishing college soon. He would enter theological school soon. His serious nature was still there. His impish grin, and the gleam in his eye, sometimes peeped through, and this only added to his charm! The freckles were still there, and his blonde hair was somewhat darker. He had missed the boys when they left home to go to http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f0ce4dfda1f71c9804ef73516fa4f3cd.jpg 2f34b2b8067a0e07168e2d9c6482c64e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (51) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 49 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl college, and with his sensitive nature, he might have had quite a time of it, but with his presevering nature, he had been able to adjust to these changes. Karen had become quite a grown-up young lady. Her sunny personality had kept the whole family on an even keel. As the only female in a masculine household, she might have been quite a tomboy, but with a protectiveness few older brothers have, they had managed to keep her practically unspoiled. She had grown up in a small community that loved her, and she loved it in return. The town was just small enough, that quite a few people had known her from the time she was born. She had grown up with a realization of her loss of a mother, but with a deepening awareness of the love her remaining parent had for her. She could vaguely remember her mother. She could remember that at times her mother was cross, she made dresses for her, helped her write, and taught her to read at such a young age that she just couldn't remember learning. It seemed she always knew how, like she just knew a lot of things. All these things Karen could and did, remember. She could remember how her mother rocker her occasionally, even when she was a big girl of five! Of how she sang to her, and played games. These times over-shadowed the cross times in Karen's memory, but she did remember that mother got cross! Tonight, Karen was walking home slowly. She knew Mike would soon want an answer. He had asked her to marry him last night. She knew she would say yes, even at nineteen people are sure when they are in love, she thought. Gram had told her that her mother and father had been married at nineteen, and even the hardships that early marriages often entail, she knew they had been happy, and would not have changed a moment of it. She would tell her father as soon as she got home. She hoped he wouldn't be too lonesome, (how that word tugged at his heart-strings; she never realized, but it was a word she had used quite often as a small child). She knew her father liked Mike, he was so much like her dad. She was sure that her father would not object. Karen's favorite game, as a very small child, was one of pretending, and her favorite pretend partner was her mother. So, this day she talked to herself as she walked home, that lovely Fall day in September. She wouldn't have remembered it, but it was http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fa76a6c07593644209785dc455aaf852.jpg 32325e14446d8fbc05d3bcb0d4b1247d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (52) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 50 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl her mother's birthdate. She scuffed through the fallen leaves, and thought. " Oh, Mother, I wish you knew Mike. You would like him. I know you wouldn't mind if I were married, would you? I'll bet you and Mike's mother were friends when you were here though and she's so nice. She's almost a mother to me anyway. We can talk about the silliest things, and still be serious. I must ask Daddy if she knew you. You know, there are some things you just can't talk about with men. We'd like a Christmas wedding at the old church. They're going to tear it down in the spring. But, that's where you were married, and that's where I want to be. The boys will be married soon, and Pat is away at school. I'd like to finish college, but if we would happen to have a family very soon I'd have to quit. Remember, how I've always loved babies, I think I always wanted to have a baby sister or, or brother, and never did, but Mike and I would like to have lots and lots. The first girl, we'll name after you, if it wouldn't make Daddy too sad." Karen was very intent on her conversation and reached the corner of her street almost before she realized it. As she turned the corner, her "talk" with her mother concluded with, "Oh, and yes, Mother, Mike says he thinks my great-grandmother's wedding band will be fine." As she opened the door, she stood back just a moment, as if to let someone else enter first. Her father happened to glance up as she came in, and somehow, the sunlight and shadows made two of Karen, only one was much older. The realization hit him then, that the children were almost all grown, the boys were on their own, had been in fact, and the approaching marriages would soon be here. This boy Mike, that Karen was interested in, was a good boy, good worker, he had known him all his life. He wondered if Karen was seriously interested, and then the expression of her face, an unguarded expression told him all there was to tell. He slowly put the paper down, and held out his arms. She shyly came to him, and together, they sat on the sofa. Karen impishly perched on his knee, and started her carefully rehearsed speech. One look at her father's face told her that further conversation would certainly be unnecessary. As she flung her arms around him, and giggled like a four-year-old, somehow, again her dad had felt his wife's presence; her breath against his ear, and over his daughter's laughter, and talking and planning, he heard his wife say, "You've done your job, not too much longer now, not http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8d41ccc6d7b27bcdfe448a6f25ba2ab7.jpg 31a4c9020e7209172f32ed1097688974 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (54) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 52 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Ten SO IT GOES IN DREAMS Every girl, while she is growing up had dreams of the family she will have some day. It starts with naming dolls, and probably because the dolls are usually girl dolls, our babies-to-be are girls also. At least in my case they were. In my daydreams, there were four little daughters. Stairsteps, always immaculately dressed in frilly, white pinafores, with black, patent Mary Jane shoes, white gloves, and crisp little bonnets for church; velveteen snowsuits in the winter, and little short sets in the summer. You've seen the pictures in magazines yourself. You know what I mean. I even had these little girl children named, knew their personalities, their clothes practically made during these growing-up-days of mine. There would be Sharon - curly haired with dancing, brown eyes, pig-tailed Rebecca, with freckles on an up-turned nose; Ann and Susan would be composites of the other two, but with their own distinctive personality. all would be adorable, beautiful, mannerly little ladies - no resemblance to their tom-boyish mother in her younger years. With protruding front teeth, long-legged and with the the grace of a knobby-kneed calf instead of the graceful fawn, and with green, or rather hazel, eyes - nearsighted too - I would definitely not be expected to have such lovely children. So, for the father of these little cherubs, I imagined a husband patterned after some of the more famous Greek Gods, and as consolation and tribute to this wonderful man, I would produce - after these daughters - a son. For him. the would undoubtedly inherit my myopic vision, stumbling feet, and my rather low, alto voice. Enough that the girls be beauties. So it goes in dreams. As I became older, my dreams changed to thoughts of becoming a dress designer in a far-distant city, where the streets were paved with gold, and there were penthouses, glamorous nightclubs, and my fashions would become the most sought after in the world. After tiring of all this worldly fame, and having made my fortune, I would return to this little midwest village, and flaunt my hard-won, worldly gains in front of all my girlhood chums, who because of some reason or other, had never left this little town, and who http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a210551b6f43fc6c85f8de3ac73a5670.jpg a992368f058bf90ec545f2619fd4bbc5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (55) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 53 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl would turn just "green with envy" at the sight of my mink-coat, the foreign convertible, and of course, the fabulous wardrobe, the reason for my success. So it goes in dreams.. But. Lo and behold in my senior year of high school, I met the love-of-my-life, and, after dating rather steadily during our final school year, reality gradually crept into some of those dreams. For instance, my daughters-of-the future were going to have to be red-haired, more sturdily built, with definite freckles and fair complexions. No brown eyes either, and their temperaments might just become slightly fiery, which would be due of course, to their red hair! However, since this love-of-my-life was quite an athlete, I would compromise my dreams and we would have twin sons after the four girls. First of all, though, there would be college, then fashion school, them my career, which would have to be shortened to allow plenty of time, for the planning of six children would of course have to be considered. But. After graduation, our class took, what was known in those days, a senior trip. For seven wonderful days we toured the East! Over the Skyline Drive in Virginia we went to Washington, DC, Atlantic City, and wonder of wonders, New York City! Here, I found the widest streets, the tallest buildings, the hustle and bustle of the city. From the seventeenth floor of a mid-town hotel, the subways, the automat, Radio City, Music Hall, Rockefeller Center, shopping at Saks Fifth Avenue, riding the subway to Long Island to visit a cousin who had made it to the city! All the thrills, all the dreams coming true! And if, while riding around the city in a boat, we saw parts of the seamier side of any large city, if the apartment shared by my cousin with three other girls wasn't a penthouse apartment, and the rooms were smaller than I had imagined - if the stores were not any different than Columbus - only larger- certainly none of these reasons were enough to justify the sudden tarnishing of the streets of gold! Or was it? Maybe it was, because the love-of-my-life was graduating form another school while we were gone, and absence does make the heart grow fonder. Having seen through the tourist eyes, the sights of Washington, from the top of the Washington Monument, where the view of the White House also encompassed the view of some of the slums; visiting the Senate and the House of Representatives, and http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0db725bf8e2153897db83a2f2c36768e.jpg 8a21191a8e442823a91ec4db8eb3c4e9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (56) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 54 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl meeting congressmen in the halls, and watching from the visitor's gallery while these elected men, who run our country, as they were actually doing this, somehow, in memory's eye, they appear as somewhat weary businessmen who sometimes disagreed with each other, and the selfless dedication, one might suppose, to the service of this nation, was overshadowed by a great number of empty seats, and the affairs of state are sometimes quite repetitious and boring. Somehow, the majesty and excitement were missing, and so went a dream! And while we saw the Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty, and even a television studio; ate at a hotel dining room, and left the city that never sleeps at 4:00 am, had hamburgers for breakfast, somehow the streets didn't glitter nearly so bright at 4:00 am! "The sunrise over the East River", (or whichever river is mentioned in the novels of yesteryear) couldn't be seen for the buildings, and to a simple, small-town girl, the lure of seeking my fortune in this city had lost quite a bit of its magnetism. Even the river itself smelled mightily of fish - dead, as well as otherwise - and the seagulls flying overhead were beautiful, until one considered they were gliding so gracefully to pluck a piece of garbage floating on the surface. "Litterbugs" were active in those days too. And, so, in the midst of the soot and grime, in the city of my dreams, another dream was gone. In not too long a time, after working and saving for a small nest egg, the love-of my-life and I were married, in a typical small town wedding. On a beautiful Fall afternoon, in a gown of bridal satin, that I made myself, complete with train and a "something borrowed" veil, with flower girls and bridesmaids, and a white Bible - before a church, packed with friends and relatives, favorite uncles and aunts, little cousins -we repeated the vows that made us man and wife. And, for our honeymoon trip, as in all dreams, we went to Niagara Falls! We started "housekeeping" in a big, old, country farmhouse, with a well-stocked china cupboard - gifts of well-wishing friends and relations. That was the year of the famous "Snow-bowl" game between Ohio State and Michigan, and since the honeymoon was far from over, walking through the now covered yards, and drifts, to the car was http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6776272d03705329e03128538c619361.jpg ca0ae1ab31083496cda1ccf28ead8b1b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (57) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 55 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl fun! As well as piling comforters on the bed and snuggling down while outside the wind roared and the snow swirled. Spring came, and with it apple-blossoms in the old orchard, strawberries in the garden, and, on a rather cool, summer evening, toward the latter part of the summer, our first dream child arrived! Not brown-eyed , curly haired Sharon came to us that summer evening, but rather a little fellow, with an old, wizened-up face, and perfect toes and fingers, and a very loud voice. We named him Gerald William. To my husband, who the oldest child in his family, with three younger sisters, a dream came true! Two years later, on a hot, summer afternoon, during State Fair week, when traffic is at an all time high, Thomas David arrived to keep his brother company, and Rebecca left to join Sharon in Dreamland. Back from the hospital we went, to the farmhouse on the hill, and if I felt the arm of justice was a little heavy in the other direction, I had only to look at the two boys and realize how fortunate I was. So, time passed, and there really was so little time then to dream. Three years later, when we brought Douglas Patrick home, I packed the little gift dresses, and the frilly sweaters, and tied them with the ribbon of my dreams, and gave them away. Now, if the boys had not been the dream children I envisioned, in reality they are three very handsome sons. Jerry, the oldest, does have brown hair and eyes, and when he was a baby, it was even curly, and with a dimple in his cheek, and a twinkle in his eye, all five foot, six inches of him is solid muscle. Since he is only thirteen, I'm sure he will grow a few more inches, and while his voice is husky with change, I still can see the little blonde, curly haired boy he once was. Tom, at eleven, is quite an individual in his own right. He's our Little League ball player, and with the natural grace that born athletes seem to have, he would have been the one with the dancing feet, but with his "bandy-rooster" spunk, I feel his dancing feet are quite useful. He's the tease of the family, and with his blue eyes, and freckles on http://66.213.124.233/files/original/51e303c7615444d60a50bf73ff0d85e8.jpg 0f40b17db7f204c56a98bf8577f090a7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (58) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 56 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl his nose, he stands straight in his choir robe, and looks like all the little cherubic pictures of choir boys the world over. Douglas recently became a cub scout, which has been his burning ambition since the days of the den meetings when Jerry was a cub and I was a den mother. With a shock of blonde hair, and more freckles than skin, almost, stocky built, and with a grin that really does reach from ear to ear, he is at times, the far more serious-minded of them all. And now, when four men are dressed for church on Sunday morning, with their polished shoes gleaming, the bow ties in place, and the cuff links all found, and the crease in each trouser leg so straight, my heart contracts as I realize how fast they've grown - this family of mine, how long ago the old farmhouse in the country, the time when they were small, and how much farther away even the time when I dreamed dreams. And as I pull on my gloves, and straighten the latest "silly" hat, I glance down at Karen Susan, our soon to be five year-old. Our "little surprise" from a Heavenly Father who knew all the time the dreams of a foolish child who had to learn things like patience. Susan, in her black patent Mary Jane's, with little white gloves, a tiny purse over one arm, a doll baby usually clutched under an arm she's had the ruffles and the pinafores, but the new "shift" fashions some how seem to fit her personality better. And, while her hair is neither curly, nor long enough for pig-tails, the little girl bob some how fits that shade of brown, and with her hazel eyes, and a very sweet smile, she's still not too big to give an unexpected hug and kiss. And, when her brothers are in school, Susan and I have plenty of time for tea parties, time to make doll clothes, and if we do have to walk over and around the balls and bats, the trucks, the football shoes, and the bikes, somehow, just one tiny smile from Susan makes the sun shine brighter. We now live in an old house, not as big as it once was, in town. And, if once in a while the call of the country gets through to the boys, Susan and I maintain we like it in town. I'm sure the winter evenings would be far from lonesome anywhere with our gang around now, still, who knows what dreams are waiting? http://66.213.124.233/files/original/774845775e190b3b1e86abe3b38ca5e8.jpg 59095e8bad68d2ce86569efbd6f3f236 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (59) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 57 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Maybe someday curly haired Sharon and pig-tailed Rebecca, and little smiling Ann, will come to live with us, as did Jerry, Tom, Doug, and Susan. Somehow, I haven't thought of my dream children for a long time. For one thing, my heart is too full of the real-life children to spend much time thinking of what might have been. Which one of my three sons would I not have wanted to have, or could have done without? Not one! Because each of them, in their own, way, is such a wonderful gift from God. And each of them has such a large part of my heart. And, if our "little surprise', our most unexpected gift from God, had not come, I think, in time, I could have tucked all my dream daughters away. Tucked them away with a kiss and a sigh, to be sure, but away. Reality is such an unexpected thing, but when it comes, we thank God for both the reality and the ability to dream. For the loving care of a Heavenly father, who knows that the heart is blessed and warmed by the way our dreams go. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d5f1ae2c2061db6968f26e644cabdaf3.jpg 495de67d8f23f40fa92b5b398c59ecf5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (60) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 58 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Eleven HOLD FAST THESE THINGS The very things in life we cherish, are the most fleeting. Who of us has not yearned to be an artist, and portray a gorgeous sunset, or sunrise? Who has not yearned for the eloquence of a poet to describe a moment of pathos, tenderness, love, or hate? Yet, these moments are the most fleeting of our lives, and very few of us are a "Thoreau", a "Shakespeare", "DeVinci!" Most of us are simple folk, leading a complicated life, very small ducks in a very large river. How can we hold these intangibles - how can we share these unsharable moment of exquisite beauty, unquenchable desire, unbearable pain, if we do not first realize that these moments exist? When pursuing our every day vocations, we hurry to catch a bus in the rain, do we miss the rainbow in the other direction? With our minds full of "Get that train", "Tote that attache case," Lift that toll change", do we ignore the people closest to us? Are we, as housewives, fulfilling the creative urge of our children, when we scrub the floors, walls, the window, the clothes? Make the bed and light the light, Daddy will be home at 6:00 tonight! But, what about the children? Up at 8:00, breakfast, outside to play, clean up for lunch, take your nap, outside to play, take your bath, supper and so to bed, sleepy head. What a schedule for a pre-schooler - yet school days are not much better. With organized baseball, organized football, basketball, cub scout, boy scouts, brownies, girl scouts, 4-H, swimming lessons, dancing lessons, and ceramics, choir practice, and youth groups, the extra-curricular activities of many a grade school, or high school, student leaves no time for such mundane things as daydreaming, exploring attics (who has them?). cleaning cellars (who needs them?). Even mowing lawns - a good 50 cent per occupation in my youth has been vanquished by the power mower. Everyone has one of those, can't you tell on Saturday mornings? http://66.213.124.233/files/original/984399d1808ae22f73b00855234588b6.jpg cccf46b75c296e7f648f5f60a1b74ebf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (61) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 59 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl The frantic hustle, and bustle, of our everyday existence leaves little time for even a wish to do something creative! Yet, our whole being cries out for this. Some mark to make upon the world! Some influence felt by others to show - to prove that I exist! Perhaps it will never be a beautiful painting as the Mona Lisa, perhaps it will never be a Hoffman's Head of Chris, the Angeius. Perhaps not the children's Hour, "The Barefoot Boy", "The Ancient Mariner". perhaps not "Profiles in Courage". How then, can we, you and I, make an impression on the sands of time? Hold each fleeting moment of beauty. Guard it well, because it will not come again. This sunset will be like no other, and no other will ever be like it. Look out of your window some cold, winter morning, when there is a full moon. The shadows on the snow! the gray - blue - black of the sky, the stars are so close, and so large, and so bright! Every limb on each tree wears a powder-puff of snow. The frost has etched designs on the sun- porch windows! Walk outside. The snow glimmers, gleams, shines, crunches under foot. Your breath makes a halo around your head, like Santa Claus! Of course, to get the whole effect of this winter fantasy, you must get up early, very early, and you must not be going home, you must just have gotten up, because, otherwise, you will be tired and you will have seen too much, and done too much. But, in the morning, your mind is clean as the snow. You haven't yelled at the kids, fought with your husband, kicked at the dog. You have a whole , glorious, God-given day ahead of you! Enjoy it. Make it before the dogs start to bark, the cars start to idle, the kids start to yell, before the milkman cometh, also by yourself. Or, take a stroll in your own backyard, in the spring of the year. Come walk through ours with me. See the first violet there on the little bank, in front of the peony bushes. Their little stems are so short, too short to pick, leave them there, the fairies enjoy them too. The apple, and peach, trees have tight little buds, curled up like a mouse's ears. Soon, They will bloom, and the leaf out, with little parasols, the tulip and jonquil leaves look like little spears all lined up for battle. Look deep into each little clump of spears, the bud is curled up inside, waiting for the sun to get just a little warmer. One of our boys spent almost a half-hour, one spring, examining a single. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4876d9273c763c807b0aafe850c5bbf8.jpg 643f6efaea2ccc09dfe447d57e33c2c5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (62) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 60 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl jonquil from every angle. From one side he saw the jonquil, with a background of our tall, stately evergreen, so very green against such a blue sky. From another angle, he had as a background, the twisted, gnarly trunk of the mulberry, brown and bare, from yet another, he could see past the jonquil, the neighbor's yard, and then a field with a brown and white cow, slowly, and methodically, chewing her cud. I'm sure he saw all these things, because, after he left, I went out myself and down to a four year-old level (height wise) and I looked and looked, and looked. And I felt the southerly breeze, warm against my face, and was lucky enough to see a cardinal perched up in the evergreen. Maybe he'll never paint the pictures he saw there that day. By the time he's grown, he'll have forgotten. And I'm afraid I have not the talent, but oh, how I wish I had. ut, neither of us will forget. Someday, a scene will flit through his mind, very briefly, and a vague sense of having seen just one jonquil, before the "crowd of golden daffodils", against a green, green evergreen, against a blue, blue sky. Or, pet a small, furry kitten, just big enough to walk straight. Or, take a youngster to the zoo for the first time, when they're about four. Did you know elephants were so large, so huge, so just plain big! Or peacocks had so many different colors? Do you remember how the merry-go-round makes your stomach go down when you go up? Try it sometime! With a four year-old to remind you. We've seen it too many times, done it too many times. Walk in the summer dew, with little spider webs gleaming on the grass, walk barefoot so the grass can tickle those tired feet of yours. With civilization, and a Bath, instead of a "path", all those morning walks in the dew became unnecessary - what a shame! Pull a radish form the garden; don't worry about Strontium 90, or whatever, wipe the dirt on the backside of your jeans, chew like a bunny until you get to the leaves. rinse a few blades of crinkly lettuce off under the faucet if you must, but don't add any dressing. Put a little spoon of sugar down along the big vein of the leaf, wrap it tight and eat it. Good! Did you bring the one, big luscious strawberry in with you? Rinse if off, dip the end in the sugar bowl, hold it by the leaves and eat; eat it, all by yourself, and don't let the kids see you, or you'll have the sugar bowl to wash! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/baf233caa0ed517938078fa75a0ba6ff.jpg 55b5bbfe0c248700b2884fc5eb564008 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (63 ) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 61 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl These are the things that can instantly conjure up a picture in your mind, can make the sweetest perfume, can make you taste just one strawberry, can take any given number of years off anyone's age, and make them a child again. If. If we don't keep them too busy, make them too grown-up, too soon, steal from them the very things we should be giving them. Childhood, youth, and time to enjoy themselves. doing nothing, yet everything, filling the storehouse of their minds with all the beauty, joy, that sight, sound, smell, touch can bring, and then the awareness to enjoy. Hold these things fast. Next year, the eager six year-old will be a jaded seven year-old. The sunset tonight will be like no other, and no other will be like it. Look for the rainbow, it'll be there somewhere, it always is. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0a87a7e0447d7a974d7f329ab680f9ca.jpg 44788b5cfa51b1f05a898cdde037f543 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (64) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 62 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Twelve A Day Ends, Another Begins A day ended and another day begun. So she had taught herself to look at the complexity of this substance called "Life". up at 5:00 am, breakfast prepared for one, for two, for three, three more times before the four of them would leave; her first-born on a newspaper route, her husband, the other two boys, the little girl who always announced her presence at each day's, "Mommy, here me is!", and with her arms outstretched, a little actress beginning each day' performance with a smile on her impish little face. A day ended, another day begun - so has time marched across the pages of history, not in decades, generations, centuries, but as day's dawning, and the sun's setting, time and time again for all the days of creation, and even into eternity. The land that was here, will be here; the sea, the stars, and beyond, and we who are mortals , dare to presume, inflict our wishes, our fears, our demands upon our world as a child in a tantrum; kicking, hitting out, being hurt ourselves, and so, to solve our hurts, we seek to hurt others more. And, even as the child knows that more hitting and hurting really won't make him feel better, he thinks that in hurting someone else, it might. The tears, so sorely needed by children, and parents of our modern civilization, are not allowed to flow. No healing process is allowed. This kind of world we created in our time - the world we are leaving to you, the coming generation. With each day's downing, and sun's setting, we add to our world's problems of housing and food, we add misery to misery. May you, the new generation, use your time to the betterment of the world, to solve the unsolveable, to cure the incurable, to feed the hungry and house the homeless. As our Lord said, "If you have done it to one of the least of these, so ye have done it with me." Each day's dawning, each evening's sunset, even to eternity. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b3727674ae219755713b7a7e45003c23.jpg 719800079d512d660810f9045b91fc8b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (65) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 63 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Thirteen ONE WOMAN WRITES Today we all had coffee together. Janet, Verna, and I. Sometimes I feel we're the "Three Musketeers". We're not always of the same mind. But I do feel we have a kinship. Age, children who are contemporaries, maybe just three women who met. Certainly our backgrounds are not too similar. Age is certainly one factor. Our attitude toward age another similarity. Our children are close to the same age. At least three of Janet's and three of mine. One of Verna's and one of Janet's. We do go to the same church, PTA functions, etc. Anyway, our discussion today started over coffee as usual. It certainly got serious pretty quickly. How does one American housewife, Mrs. Average American Housewife, make herself known - her beliefs, her thoughts, her attitudes? How do you speak out against, or in favor of, politics, the Vietnam War - our teenage sons eventually facing the draft? How does one find the strength, and courage, to meet these issues. From where do we find our strength? Is our opinion of any value to anyone, save our families? The terrible circumstances of life in the late 1960's are certainly topics that should be dealt with on a different day than one like today. With the grass growing, the frogs singing in the creek beds, Verna hanging her wash on the line. Her cozy kitchen. But, on the other hand, what other kind of day could one bear to think of these things. Certainly not on a day of gloom and dreariness. Maybe God's answer to our questioning lies in the greening grass, the budding flowers, the peepers in the creek. Maybe the answer is one of hope and promise. The use of seedtime and harvest mentioned in the Old Testament. Maybe life goes on whether we are here, or not - whether we live and breath, and have our being. Our children will because of us. If the world we bequeath to them is the strife-torn, warring world, we've made it, and our parents made it then truly the sins of the parents will be visited, even to the sixth and seventh generation. With all the advances of civilization, we stall are living in a feudal era. Oh, the names might be different. We have the middle class, the upper class, the poverty stricken. We have http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a1d6c8450855165f1e28a0e9b61cfaba.jpg 2ae95a9958e15147dac2a98b9122c0cd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (66) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 64 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Advantages, and lack of advantages. But, how to solve the problems? We really wished we knew. To whom could we write? To whom protest? To whom congratulate? Where can we go? Where is the Utopia we could migrate to, to give our children freedom? Where can we go to give them peace? And, how crowded it would be with all the mothers of the world, wanting the same thing for their children! It seems so little really. A patch of blue, blue sky, a clothes line to talk over, the frogs in the creek, the sun shining brightly on a warm, warm March day, and, please, for every child, and every mother in the world. Please, may it one day be real. Amen. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/39995c760686c5ab2daf8a7c70c8ffc8.jpg ce81edde5f5e1bcd774b79d8925aabec Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (67) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 65 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Chapter Fourteen A LIFETIME IN A SPLIT SECOND A person's lifetime is but a split second in the passing of time. As a single second can change a person's life - either for good, or not so good - so can a person's life change the course of the world, although, not the destiny of the world. We're sent here for a purpose. That purpose is two-fold. To do what we can to influence others to do good, and in so doing we justify our existence here, and prepare a way for ourselves in the world to come. A person has only to look at the beauty, and glory, of nature to realize that a power greater than ourselves, made this world. It was no accident. And, when the world is destroyed, again it will be no accident. God has had a plan for this old world of ours since it was created, just as a the teacher has a plan for a day's activity in school. As we grow older, we realize we cannot slow down the passing of time, and it seems to pass more and more quickly. At four, or five, a day is a year, a week is a lifetime, and it's forever until Christmas. At ten, or twelve, it goes more quickly, however, High School is so far beyond the grasp of so many children, at that age, that a high school student is old! A high school student thinks that twenty-five is practically aged. And, a twenty-five year-old mother, or father, of a tiny infant realizes that the cycle is starting over, and that they must take the responsibility and raise a child to be an adult. The years go so fast, and then the children are grown, the grandchildren come, and then the great-great children. All of this expires in a time so brief in the passing of time, and centuries, that it may well be called a "split-second". Grown-up adults are always faces with a decision. Parents are faced with decisions every day. Not just one either. Usually they are many. It's a difficult thing to be able to respond quickly enough to insure the right decision. The time for right answers comes but is gone. parents must be always on guard to make sure they answer the questions right, at the right time. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d3e3f28182da97792a9c72ef4a41b82.jpg 578d569d467b321f556d5b6edd0b941d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (68) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 66 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl There are people who spend their entire life being busy at nothing. They are so busy all the time, they never have a free moment for anything of pleasure, and still, their lives may not have left any impression upon the world. There are others who aren't so busy that they cannot take a few minutes, now and then, to revel in the white fluffy clouds, in the clear blue sky to laugh with a child at the antics of a pup, to listen to a baby gurgling and cooing in a basket, and be thankful for all these blessings. The blessing of sight, of laughter, and of - with the help of God - creation. People are so much inclined today to look at the material side of life, and to hurry with the hustle and bustle, of the work to gain a material bank account. Then, in a split second disaster, it is gone. We, who live in a powerful nation, militarily speaking, and who blind ourselves with our armies, and navies, against the thought of aggression with some other powerful nation, are helpless against the forces of nature - hurricanes, tornadoes, floods, etc. Our weather bureau is doing a fine job of predicting the weather so that proper precautions can be taken, to guard against the loss of lives, but the aftermath of a storm still reveals thousands, and sometimes millions, of dollars worth of damage to homes, school, factories, and places of other business. We are helpless against the fury of nature. In another respect, we are helpless against the love of God. a mother can remember times when their children ask for something and she, absent-mindedly, says yes, only to discover a few minutes later she's said "yes" to request to do something altogether different than she thought she had heard. A person can hear God speaking to them through beautiful music, through the lives of other good, conscientious, people, through a minister's sermon every Sunday, and still not realize what they are saying yes, or no, to. Until, in some instances, it's almost too late! You've heard people say, "Christianity is all right I guess - and when I get a little older!" They don't stop to think they may not get any older. A faith in Christ, and in God, isn't a punishment for old age. It's definitely not in the same category of white http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e5577b9e942c686e7c111461312a42e8.jpg bf097d3592306c01d1e231c1af1db921 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts:The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (69) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 67 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl hair, glasses and dentures. It's a guide for everyday living, right now. Today! There may not be any tomorrows for me, it's today I'm concerned with. The day you open your heart to God, and let him take over your life, is one of the most glorious days in your entire life. Suddenly, everything is just all right. You know, you just know it is. Indecision may have dogged your footsteps for months, perhaps years, but suddenly the whole world is so much more glorious than you ever thought possible! All that is needed is to open the door when God knocks, and be willing to do as he commands. If he wants you to do something, and you are willing, he'll show you the way. Be sure of that, and be sure it only takes a split-second. Very few people wait until middle-age to marry. Yes, marriage is a wonderful climax to a courtship of two people in love. Conversion is a climax between a God who loves his children, and the children who experience the ability to love more deeply than they thought possible. June, 1956 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e07fef47ed1e43ca57c66d55f6206a64.jpg 49948c95d06345552ecc5d657162c26b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (70) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 68 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl CHRISTMAS '64 I did the shopping in the store, with bells and bows and carols in the air; I did the tree, did the wreath for the door, wrapped the presents, baked the cookies and more - then, why didn't I find Christmas? We went to church, like I knew we would, saw the tree, heard the sermon, and the children's songs, taught the lesson, made the gifts, did all we could, lit the candles, went caroling, just like we should - then, why didn't we find Christmas? Up till three, the night before, Old Santa had nothing on me that night; Spent hours, and dollars, on wrappings so bright, sewed each little snap with a thread so tight - Maybe this will make Christmas? Up at seven, the day's begun, the wrappings are littered the room a mess; the toys are clattering, clamoring, chattering, hanging, shooting, clanging, hammering; TV's blaring , no one caring - Who would even hear Christmas? The day has ended, thank the Good Lord! The relatives have all been visited, the gifts bestowed - deplored? The three old wise men, of yore, had nothing on us, with gifts of frankincense, myrrh and gold - They started gifts of Christmas! Now it's all over for another year: Settle back in your easy chair, let the dishes whirl in a new machine; Life is so easy, now, without a care, of pots and pans, all that work - My aren't we glad for Christmas? http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b35ecbe81c45e588f46b1864fe77dd78.jpg c01f81219918f5388ccfab0b49898564 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl(71) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 69 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl And, if your heart doesn't go a-flutter, at my rhyme, rhythm, poetry; Perhaps it's obvious at your house, with not a creature stirring, not even a mouse - You might have had Christmas! No decoration expensive, with bows so lavish, no tree, no tinsel, no bulbs so bright; with only a candle to brighten the night - with only a creche for decoration, on the table a Bible - with only these, you had Christmas? Tell me, my friend, now it's over and done, the New Year's bells are soon to be rung; The partying's over, the gifts are exchanged, the tree's dismantled, the rooms rearranged, tell me, my friend - What happened to Christmas? http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b50e138ae9493ecec5cf866d770d89a6.jpg 648034a95cc6bc5ae4fabc12c22f895b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (72) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 70 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl NEVER IS FOREVER I walk in the silent rooms alone; the dust swirls at my feet; The one I loved is gone, Nobody's child am I, My youth, my past is gone. I walk in the silent rooms alone, the dust swirls at my feet; The silence echoes through these rooms, my memories bittersweet. How many years these walls have seen, Love and laughter linger here; Pain and sorrows there have been; The memories haunt and sear my empty heart. Nobody's child now am I, alone I must go on; My youth, my past they fly, and having flown, leaves like the down, my empty heart. My heritage surrounds me now, My life - by me all they stand; My manly sons, my daughter fair, Life's cycle moving , moving still, and I'm alone. Nobody's child I must remain. Through years of joy and pain; Through all of life with memories, never to feel again my Mother's love, her gentleness, nor hear her voice, nor see her smile, to feel her kiss, or her caress; Nobody's child and I'll forever be. Alone, I walk these empty rooms, the dust swirls around my feet; The silence echoes through the air, my memories bittersweet. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b5f0af23eaae4e996f4b35b8dad89e0f.jpg b1fac6c4a46eb545c654af5d0a5f9025 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (73) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 71 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl HAPPINESS Happiness is not a one-way street, Everyday there are trials to meet. When you are weary, And things just seem to go wrong. Just plan to greet it with a song! Rest and be thankful, Count all your blessings, Rest and be thankful, Count all your joys! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/708e5e236040efa61f432fcd2ce8730f.jpg 112de23ea454138ea80de0a3f9593661 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (74) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 72 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl A BABY'S SMILE A baby's smile, a sweet caress, Will give you pause for thankfulness, So look around you will find, All around you a halo of sunbeams! http://66.213.124.233/files/original/90981cbb019c666124ec3a47ba5d89c5.jpg 4c6b03048851cb1915fd599687d30d6f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (75) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 73 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl A MOTHER'S LOVE To Susie-Q from Mother (May 6, 1964) To my daughter - Karen Susan Today is a lovely spring day - 3 days before your birthday. In 5 days you will be 4 years old, and in the midst of the lovely, beautiful spring weather, your mother has the "blues", so to speak, and will write you a letter, I hope you never get. You see, in the midst of the beautiful spring, Mother's thoughts have been turning morbid (for me) thoughts. I waited so long for you Susie-Q, and do so want to see you grow up to become, a beautiful young lady, but sometimes, I get a little scared that I won't. You see Susie-Q, the world today is kind of funny. There are so many accidents, have been here in town even, that I never knew about when I was a child, maybe they were there and I didn't know, but anymore it seems there are so many accidents, and sicknesses, or diseases. All of these things are not pretty, my sweet, and your Daddy and I keep them from your brothers and you, which is how it should be, but sometimes things are too nice, too, and a person gets kind of worried , so today, I'm writing you a letter; to tell you how much I love you and all your your big brothers, and your Daddy too. Be the sweet, little girl you are now, all the rest of your life, "punkin"; remember how much you are loved, and will be loved in the times to come. Sometime in the future, your world of love and security may shake, but it won't fall apart, because the same God who made the birds, and the clouds, and the pretty green grass, and the kitty-kats, will still be loving you, and taking care of you, as he's taken care of Mommy and Daddy and the boys, and all the people who know, and love, you. So my little Susie-Q, daughter, be that good little girl. Keep reminding you big brothers, and your Daddy, how important love is, and all the hugs and kisses that go with it. Don't let them forget. And, next year, on your birthday, I'll write another letter, I hope, one you'll never receive, I hope. With all my love, You Mother http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1d0a4d649d1e3291e4915992111de028.jpg 542900c540cab7583b0750514fc4d60c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (76) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 74 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl LITTLE RUNT - A THANKSGIVING STORY BY DELLA LUTES Note: This story was found among Mother's journals. The name Della Lutes is believed to be her "pen" name. My father thought that it would be nice to include it in this collection, and I agree. Mother may, or may not, have included experiences and memories from her own childhood. This story may also, in fact, be the works of another writer and Mother may have copied it from something. Holidays in my childhood, some fifty years ago, in southern Michigan, were celebrated mostly by a foregathering of relatives and the generous consumption of good food. And so, on such holidays as fell in winter, the men tipped their chairs back against the wall of the front room, and swapped local history, while the women swung between the parlor bedroom, where they had laid their wraps, and sleeping children, and the kitchen, where they fell to and helped. Thanksgiving was the day of days for intimate family gatherings, and unstilted feasting. On Thanksgiving, my mother welcomed numbers; only numbers could provide suitable scope for her prowess as a cook. A young sow, once in early Fall, presented herself with a lively litter of thirteen husky pigs. All but the 13th! My father brought him into the house, scrawny, unable to stand on his little, spindling legs, blear-eyed, and pallid, and laid him on my mother's lap. "Runt", my father said succinctly. "Though maybe you'd like to put him in a little box or something". My mother placed an old apron on a chair, and laid "Little Runt" upon it. Then, she warmed some milk, stuck a finger in it, and let the little creature suck it off. This he did repeatedly until, satisfied and warmed, he feel asleep. In a few days, a bottle was substituted for fingers, and in a week, Little Runt not only had a chance, but was on way to normal pig life. He was given a small box near the kitchen door, and all day his contented grunts, and more demanding squeals, as mealtime http://66.213.124.233/files/original/85d3afd01d5c3a224c9686166548fca7.jpg d56a4f48d7f542e065cf3643110b4fe0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (77) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 75 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl grew near, were heard. I became my duty to dump the box, give him fresh straw, and see that he had water. "Fat him up," said my father eyeing Little Runt critically, "and we'll have him for Thanksgiving dinner. I've always wanted roast pig for Thanksgiving!" So, Little Runt was fed on sweet milk, fresh corn meal, and vegetables, and throve to a state of porcine beauty, beyond all rightful expectations, considering his early state. He tagged at my mother's skirts when she looked for eggs, and when she fed the hens, always sniffing at everything in his path, continually expressing his affection, gratitude and general satisfaction in life, with cheerful little grunts, or a high-pitched squeal. He allowed me to wash and scrub him until his skin was pink and smooth, and firm, and made no serious objection to the still-pink ribbon tied about his neck. With his little round-quirking nose, his small bright, watchful eyes, and his up-curled, wiry tail, Little Runt was a pig to be proud of. My father watched the process of his growth with evident approval. "going to look pretty good spread out on the dripping pan "long about the 29th!", observed my father, early in November. My mother made no reply, and, as for myself, I looked at my father with positive distaste. How could he be so cruel, actually smacking his lips at the thought of Little Runt spread out in a dripping pan! Poor Little Runt! I ran and grabbed him up, and held him, kicking, squealing, protesting, in my lap, glowering at my father as at an Ogre. "Just how," queried my father at another time, "do you make stuffing for roast pig?" For quite a few minutes my mother did not reply. The subject seemed to lack favor with her as it grew in the approval of my father. Surprised at her silence, he set his penetrating eyes upon her and said "Huh?" "Stuffing?", she repeated with apparent reluctance. "Oh, I make it 'bout the same as for turkey. Little more sage, maybe." http://66.213.124.233/files/original/07210374cbf62226298f9515adf89455.jpg 895f43c777b5ce6a0379f2f937a2d154 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (78) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 76 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl "Umm-mm", my father made pleasant reminiscent sounds in his throat, "Sage~! You picked the sage yet?" "Yes, " she replied, "long ago. Savory too, and all the herbs." "Put any onion in it?" "Yes," said my mother, shortly, "plenty of it!" And, then all of a sudden, Little Runt took to following my father about, his nose close to the heel of the man whose favor he seemed to think it vital that he should gain. At first, he was merely tolerated. "Get out of the way, you dad-rotted, blame little ole fool!" my father would exclaim, accompanying the admonition with a thrust of boot, designed to caution rather than to harm. But, within a short time, as Little Runt, with porcine stupidity, ignored his master's indifference, the companionship seemed to be encouraged. "Come along then , you old cuss fool." Father would invite lamentably, "you get underfoot and you'll get your tarnation nose knocked off!" And, into my father's voice crept an extra note of bravado when he referred to the succulent dish so soon to be served upon his plate. "You going to have anything besides roast pig?", he asked of my mother, in what was intended to be a casual tone. "Potatoes," replied my mother, "and squash, and boiled onions--." "I mean any - any other - meat?" He explained in a manner strongly hesitating for all of his forthright spirit. "I didn't know as just the - the pig 'a be enough." "Well," said my mother, judiciously, "I didn't know as 'twould be myself, seein' how your mouth's waterin' for it. So I thought I'd roast a turkey. Old Tom's good and fat." My father's face lightened "Maybe's well," he remarked, carelessly, "When you want him killed?" "Not yet, anyway", replied my mother, shortly, "You can kill him when you butcher the pig." http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3b1ee9865cc61059b40bbc99f790cf08.jpg d0b507cee66da3d16eba37f8a0971c86 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (79) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 77 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Abruptly, my father rose and went outside, where we heard him being vociferously greeted by Little Runt, with his won response made in loud and threatening, tones. My mother smiled with her eyes, but her lips wee tightly shut as she went on about her work of clearing away supper. After that my father talked loud, and often, of the Thanksgiving feast so rapidly approaching. He asked my mother if she was going to put a raw apple, or a cooked one, in Little Runt's mouth. With the imminent approval of the festal day, Father haunted the kitchen. He watched the filling of the cookie jars- gray stone for sugar cookies and a brown glazed one for molasses. He sampled each batch of doughnuts as it came from the kettle , and said they were not up to Mother's usual standards. He took, at my mother's invitation, repeated tastes of the mincemeat under preparation, and, with the air of a connoisseur, suggested the addition of wee bit more boiled cider, just a speck more of allspice, and finally, with a tentative glance at my mother's face, just a touch of brandy. Adding and mixing and stirring and tasting, together they brought the concoction to, what both were satisfied, was a state of perfection! Two days before Thanksgiving, my father beheaded Old Tom, filled the big brass kettle with boiling water, scalded and plucked him. the wing tips were cut off whole for brushing the hearth, and the tail feathers were finally gathered up and tied together in the form of a duster. He was then handed over to my mother, with the somewhat ostentatious remark, "There"s you turkey. I'll fetch the pig in tonight. Stub Obart's goin' to butcher him for me." As for my father, there was no understanding him. He had seemed, especially in the last few weeks, to love Little Runt. He had fondled him, scolded him, even called to him when not in sight! He scratched his back, and now he talked callously about cutting off his head. After supper that night he set off with Little Runt, squealing, kicking, protesting, in a box in the back of the prong, (a type of sleigh) it having snowed during the day. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d0e44e51f1d24c33e62730dea27c14b9.jpg f57484d3996fc38ba100a781123a83e7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts:The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (80) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 78 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl My mother and I sat close together by the evening lamp, she mending, I playing half-heartedly, with paper dolls. Our ears were strained to catch - in imagination only - the shrill cry of fear and pain, our eyes seeing crimson splotches on the sweet new snow . Along about 9:00, my father returned. "Where you want him?", he called lustily. "Put him in the cellar," my mother replied, "on the bench." She did not rise, she made no inquiries. She took me off to bed and sat with me until I slept. The little pig's carcass was brought up as soon as breakfast was over, and, at the sight of it it, I burst into tears and fled the kitchen. Time is no respector of emotions, and as the hours wore on, the tempo of activity increased. Potatoes were pared and left in a kettle of cold water. My father brought a huge Hubbard squash up from the sand pit in the cellar, and broke it into small pieces with an ax. He was not a handy man when it came to household procedures, but on this day he seemed unusually eager to make himself useful. At 2;00, we were all seated around the the board, the turkey, his crisp , juicy skin bursting here and there in the plenitude of his stuffed insides, before my mother at one end of the table, and the rosy brown, crackling-coated, well-rounded porcine frame before my father. The little pig's legs, now untied, squatted wantonly beneath his well- padded hams and shoulders, his golden body crouched upon the plate. Father, holding the knife above the riddled carcass, said with odd gusto, "Now, Missy, I'm going to cut you a nice juicy slice." My mother, struggling to control herself, said, "I don't care for any, thank you," and burst into tears. We all, with no accord, turned to look at her, the guests in astonishment, I, with streaming eyes and sobbing breath, and my father in consternation and apparent anger. "Well," he said, with what would seem to be a righteous indignation, "I was waiting to see if you was goin' to show some signs of feeling, 'Missy. Wait a minute." http://66.213.124.233/files/original/00a310f6e112a8801b63899af6f65afc.jpg ba77ba7bad8eac90ee4577c39b3fcc91 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts:The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (81) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 79 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl He threw down his napkin, shoved back his chair, dashed through the kitchen, snatched his hat from a nail, as he went all, it seemed, in one whirlwind of motion, his guests staring after him in rooted amazement. My mother wiped her eyes, and a shamed voice, said, "It was Little Runt. I fed him by hand - he t-tagged us around - I didn't see h-how he could - I d-don't know what he's up to." But her tearful, broken apology was interrupted by a confusion of the strangest sounds - a mingling of sharp, staccato squeals, the innervoice of a struggling pig, snuffles, and grunts, my father's voice raised in affectionate abuse, the back door opening. "Hol' your tongue, you tarnation fool-cus" - there he was, white hair flying hat awry, and in his arms, leg kicking snout wrinkling, small pink body squirming, was - sure as you live - Little Runt! "There!" said my father, wheezing a bit from exhaustion, "Now what you think?" Every chair had been pushed back. Food was cooling on the plates. I had flown from my chair to greet Little Runt and pull into my lap. "Why!", cried my mother gasping. "What - where - ?" "Well," said my father, flinging off his hat and smoothing hair and beard and beaming with satisfaction in his own exploits, "when I saw you [addressing my mother] were really bent on having roast pig for dinner [my mother lifted hands, opened her mouth, and remained silent], I figured I'd have to fix it some way to save Little Runt's hide. You see, [he now turned to his dumb-founded guests] this was the runt we raised by hand, and he took to following me around, so when it came time, I didn't have the heart to - so I took one of Stub Obart's instead." Then, with a swift turn from the still silent table, he addressed the contented, adventuring pig. "Come along now," he said, and executing a flank movement, caught Little Runt by his hind leg and hoisted him to his arms, admonishing him sonorously. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/70773aa536c24b2daddf86d7bf78522c.jpg 475cea18acae60a8ddbbaf858ebcf0b6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (82) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 80 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl "Thanksgiving for you all right, you fool runt, but hogs don't celebrate it in the house.", and, in an uproar of squeals and protesting kicks, Little Runt was born away. "Lije," said Uncle Frank, in his absence, "always was a sentimental old fool!' "Let me", urged my mother, politely ignoring the remark, "give you some more turkey." And so, as far as I can remember, Little Runt lived to a fat old age and died in his pen. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/84eea11c4d5e1515678c8bea3948565f.jpg 253bde0e68441eee6a319e6853020124 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts:The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (83) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 81 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl "My Manuscipts" A HISTORY OF THE STORIES I have tried to calculate approximate dates that these journals were written. Through the content of my mother's journals, and research done by my father, I have determined these dates to be as follows: CHILDHOOD MEMORIES: My grandfather, Douglas Gorsuch, died in 1943. It is not known when my mother wrote this story. Perhaps it was sometime in the late sixties, following the death of her father, Harold Roof, in 1968. HAPPY BIRTHDAY: Mother wrote this sometime in 1962. My great-grandmother, Minnie Gorsuch, passed away in 1961. MY OUTSIDE INTEREST: Mother wrote this story during the summer of 1962. IN BETWEEN DAYS: This story would have been written sometime during the Spring of 1968. Grandpa Roof passed away on March 7, 1968 A LETTER TO MR. BISHOP: This letter would have been written late 1968, or early 1969. WHO AM I?: This story was written in March, 1966. WHERE IS HOME?: According to the time frame that Mother speaks about, it appears that this story was written in the Fall of 1968, following the death of my Grandfather that prior March. MY ROOM: this story was written sometime during 1968. THE KISS: This story is fiction. I have spoken with my father about the times that I was now aware of, and it appears that she may have been writing from the perspective of what she wished for her children. The most amazing thing about this story is that we http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ed224ac996d6dc8a1ab0bf156932d85f.jpg 3be2985fb02b10fa6650593cfab1c410 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (84) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 82 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl really did sit in the living room, following her death, and felt much of the feelings that she described. We had not yet found these journals, and when we did, after reading them realized how eerie it was that she could almost foresee such a thing. The date that this was written was probably sometime during 1969 or 1970. Footnote: My oldest brother, Jerry (William) did marry a wonderful woman named Barbara Jo, and they have three beautiful daughters, Jessica Loraine, Jennifer Marie and Joslyn Dyann. My brother Tom (David) also married a wonderful woman Barbara Jean, and they have two beautiful daughters, Lindsay Anne and Loren Lea. My brother Doug (Patrick) married a woman named Kathy and they had a daughter named Amanda Lynn. Kathy and Doug later divorced and he re-married. His wife's name is DiAnna, and they have the first grandson, Gerald Kenneth Douglas Crowl (we call KC - he is blessed with two of his grandfather's names, Gerald and Kenneth and his father's). I, Karen (I go by Susan) was married and have no children. My husband and I also divorced. I have not remarried as of this writing. SO IT GOES IN DREAMS: According to the ages of myself, and my brothers, my mother would have written this sometime in the spring of 1965, shortly before my 5th birthday, which is May11. HOLD FAST THESE THINGS: This story must have been written in late 1969, or early 1970. Mother speaks of dancing lessons and that is when I was taking Ballet lessons with a friend of mine. I would have also been the last one in Grade School. A DAY ENDS, ANOTHER BEGINS" It is difficult to determine when this was written. The reference is made to our approximate ages so I am guessing that it was in the early 1960's. ONE WOMAN WRITES: Mother references in this story that it was written in the late 1960's. Her friends that she writes about were very dear to her. Janet passed away http://66.213.124.233/files/original/21fac32a92d92f13a99396610b2cec16.jpg f323ec185da21e91239a1d6f022c50ee Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (85) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to page 83 of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl many years ago, after my mother had died, and Verna is still alive and living in the same area. A LIFETIME IN A SPLIT SECOND: The date is know because Mother wrote it on a notepad with the date at the top. This is the only time that she had dated anything and the date written was June, 1956. CHRISTMAS '64: I do not know if Mother wrote this following Christmas, 1964 or if she wrote it later, remembering Christmas. NEVER IS FOREVER: Mother wrote this poem sometime following the death of my Grandmother, Edith Roof. Grandmother passed away July 7, 1970. HAPPINESS and A BABY'S SMILE: These are both poems that were found with these journals. It is not known when they were written. A MOTHER'S LOVE: This is a very personal letter that was found in the folder with these journals. I cried the first time that I read it, and I have cried each time after. I have included it with these journals because I feel that it is important to k now all of mother's feelings to fully understand her, and who she was. I hope that you, the reader, see the love that is there. I named it myself because I feel that she loved me so much, and this was her way of showing me that love, even though she hoped I would never see it. She wrote it to me before my birthday in 1964. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3ba8a045ad7a65ba37b830a3d4047b6c.jpg f315bdb142dbe3a94dfbc585d4c7f0f3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl (86) Description An account of the resource Corresponds to back cover of My Manuscripts: The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. Items in this collection generally contain genealogical information about the families, personal anecdotes, and images of family members. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource "My Manuscripts" The Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl Subject The topic of the resource Local History--Sunbury--Delaware County--Ohio Personal Narratives--Loraine Roof Crowl (1931-1975) Description An account of the resource From the Introduction of "My Manuscripts, the Personal Journals of Loraine Roof Crowl,": "I have compiled these journals in a book form, so that my mother's dream of someday becoming an author can finally come true...I have learned a great deal about the mother I lost at such a young age of 15. She was only 43 years old, a whole lifetime ahead of her." Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Author Loraine Roof Crowl Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1998 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Compiler: Karen Susan Crowl Bennett Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource Book Language A language of the resource English Type The nature or genre of the resource Text Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 31116841 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cbb16255d9301da3ed688b04e3d07089.jpg 68199e52a0a1d4bcd71887154fee23a4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 1] [corresponds to cover of I-DENTITY] THIS BICENTENNIAL YEAR OF 1976 In grateful acknowledgement of the sacrifices and perseverance of our forebears; I-DENTITY is dedicated to my children and to Longshore Posterity everywhere. Respectfully submitted by Maxine Longshore Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 1) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/11d43f37fd29252d2637acb971f5271f.jpg 70fd6c5c34492dcb0f446244dedb9579 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 2] [corresponds to page 1 of I-DENTITY] A FORWARD BY THE AUTHOR I-DENTITY was written to satisfy the hunger each of us has to know "who am I and where did I come from?" Perhaps the background will give a sense of direction to the foreground. The following is an explanation of the purpose of this work and is by no means an apology for it. A genealogy is simply an account of family ancestors and rel- atives with their pedigrees. No doubt some will find it dull, dry, boring-while others will think it exciting. In my research, I have found references to different families' occupat- ions, careers, and special projects which are included to add interest. Hopefully each Longshore family will find this work helpful whenever he would like to find out where Great, Great Uncle Harry lived and what he did for a living, who his wife was and how many kids did he have anyway, and why did he leave Ohio (or wherever) in the first place! You will not find all the answers but you may find some valuable clues. I have carefully researched and tried to validate all statements. However, by the very nature of the subject, some data has to be based on tradit- ion, hearsay, and the reliability of someone's memory. Even the census takers made mistakes in their recordings of names and birthdates, partly because at times the respondents themselves did not know how to spell their names, read, or write and oftentimes the early census takers themselves were just one step ahead of the illiterate. So please take any mistakes in stride and try to understand how it could happen even among very conscientious recorders; and make your own corrections and additions. The genuine history student no doubt will thrill as he fits his own ancestor into the proper time slot and location, and his imagination can run riot as he pictures his courageous OWN-striving for religious freedom, fighting the wars, clearing the wilderness, fleeing the Indians, burying their children, strugg- ling to stave off starvation and other privations. He can also envision happy times such as barn dances, family and community gatherings, games and contests, the plain simple family together- ness in work and recreation. Americans have always played, sung their songs, and danced, and most importantly - laughed! Many thanks to each of you who has cooperated so beautifully and contributed in any way. Special gratitude to my father-in-law, Lester Longshore, who patiently racked his brain to answer my persistent questions; Harold and Bessie Longshore who drove to Ohio from Iowa last fall special to bring their data on the Truman Longshore line, compiled in part by the late Homer Longshore and Matilda Longshore Rule; Claire Longshore Raybuck who helped me read tedious microfilm at the libraries; my husband, Russell, who tolerated my meanderings in the cemeteries, and my absent-mindedness while I was focusing on people, dates, and places of yesteryear; but most of all to my daughter, Janet Nuckles Mallett, who gave freely of her expertise and time to photocopy this story. I have loved every minute of this experience, especially the making of new friends. If in any way, my probings into family matters has offended anyone, please forgive. Respectfully Submitted, Maxine [Mrs. Russell] Longshore Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 2) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/73b61bc6a9498889f16655d263fc2418.jpg fd3042642b472775f92359a95f189a3b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 3] [corresponds to page 2 of I-DENTITY] SOURCES OF REFERENCE Family members Delaware County History of 1880 by Baskins History of Bucks County, Pa. by Davis (1905) Early Friends, Families of Upper Bucks by Roberts Memoranda and Diary of Thomas Ellwood Longshore (1835) 1800 Census of Bucks County, Pa. 1850 and 1860 Delaware County Census from Ohio Delaware County Tax Records of 1812 (Ohio) Various deeds and wills from Delaware County, Ohio Delaware County Vital Statistics Wills from Pa Books of Tombstone Inscriptions from Delaware County, Ohio and Muskingum County, Ohio Delaware County Atlas of 1860 Longshore Reunion Records from 1898 World Book Richard Skolnik's Great Heritage Books These various references were found at The Columbus Branch of The Latter Day Saints Library, Ohio Historical Center, Ohio State Library, Westerville Library, Columbus Library, Community Library in Sunbury, Delaware Library, Delaware County Courthouse, and the Probate Court in Doylestown, Pa., Cemeteries at Sunbury, Galena, Condit, and Westerville, Ohio Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 3) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2a62de8f11ee6dd0332df67191bae257.jpg 7138c919c010eca4ab9dbb5a1ce19926 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 4] [corresponds to page 3 of I-DENTITY] Index to the Longshore History Page 1 -11 Possible Pa. ancestry and background 12 Introduction of David Longshore, 1806 Ohio Emigrant 13 - 16 Early Delaware County History 17 Possible Euclydus (II) Longshore descendants 18 Introduction to David Longshore's children 19 IA John Longshore, David's 1st child 19 - 20 IB Introduction of Cyrus' (David's 2nd child) children and Cyrus Longshore's Will 20 Jonathon and Minor Longshore and Charles (Cyrus' sons) 21 Introduction of Charles Longshore's family (Cyrus' son) 21 Introduction of Minor Wm. "Tine" Longshore family (Chas' son) 22 - 24 Minor Longshore's family continued 25 Harlow A. Longshore, Cyrus' son 25 Isaac Newton "I. N." Longshore, Cyrus' son 32 Truman Longshore, Cyrus' son 32 Edson Longshore, Truman's son 32 - 36 William Armanthus Longshore branch (Truman's son) 37 - 43 Clem Longshore branch (Truman's son) 43 - 45 Dean Longshore branch (Truman's son) 46 May Longshore Clevenger (Truman's daughter) 47 - 49 Isaac Newton (Newt) Longshore (Truman's son) 50 - 51 Milo E. Longshore (Truman's son) 52 - 53 Nellie Longshore Clayton (Truman's daughter) 56 IC Warner Longshore, David's 3rd child 57 Norton Longshore, Warner (2nd) son 58 Harriet Longshore Ginn, Warner's 2nd child 58 Tammison Longshore Watters, Warner's 3rd child 59 Mary Longshore, Warner's 4th child 59 Harmon Longshore, Warner's 5th child 60 - 61 Warner Longshore (the 2nd), son of Harmon 61 ID Rachel Longshore Squires, 4th child of David 61 - 62 Longshore Reunion History 63 IE Sarah Longshore Carpenter, 5th child of David 64 IF Charles Longshore, 6th child of David 64 Eugenia Longshore Carpenter, daughter of Charles Longshore 64 - 70 Fred Carpenter Branch, son of Eugenia Carpenter 71 IG David Longshore, Jr., 7th child of David 71 IH 8th child of David's, a daughter, but no data Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 4) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a4ae93481c15ee9fa01cdf887de14547.jpg f5cb2eaefc385c20e9afb306d9601c2d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 5] [corresponds to page 4 of I-DENTITY] Organization and Numbering I have endeavored to keep the numbering system simple for easy, prompt reference. I will attempt to explain the method. The generations will start with Pennsylvania emigrant, David Longshore. Since this is a vertical genealogy; that is each ancestor's descendants follow his introduction, the Roman numerals will represent the generations and will be used for each family grouping. A generation is considered to be roughly a span of 30 years, but sometimes they overlap in the larger families. David Longshore's children will be Generation I, and each of his children will have a Capital letter in order of birth, to set them apart from the later generations. Following generations will have only the Roman numeral with an Aramaic numeral to indicate the birth sequence among the brothers and sisters. For example: David Longshore, emigrant from Pa. in 1806 Issue: I IA John Longshore IB Cyrus Longshore IC Warner Longshore ID Rachel Longshore IE Sarah Longshore IF Charles Longshore IG David Longshore, Jr. IH Daughter Longshore (?) Cyrus IB = second child of David (the first) Truman IIB4 = fourth child of Cyrus Clem IIIB3 = third child of Truman William Bryan IVB1 = first child of Clem Leona Longshore Pratt VB2 = 2nd child of Wm. Bryan Patti Ann Pratt VIB1 = 1st child of Leona Pratt The index will tell which page each family group is on, so the reader can turn immediately to the branch he is particu- larly interested in at the moment, without having to thumb through reams of irrelevant material. It is suggested that corrections and additions be made on the back of the corresponding sheets so as to keep the book legible and neat. Extra sheets can be inserted or added at the back. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 5) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/130e071d1e822d9430f534d139d414a3.jpg 202e6252ca170f84d2b2fdb9b37fc3d6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 6] [corresponds to page 5 of I-DENTITY] Possible Pennsylvania Beginnings of Longshores Robert Longshore "Robert Longshore, gentleman"! With all that this word connotes, WHY would Robert ever leave his established, secure, comfortable home in England, to delve into an unknown, untamed land? Perhaps his young blood raced at the thought of making his mark in America, the land of opportunity! Maybe he was simply an adventurous sort wishing to break the bonds of family and tradition. Could be, Robert was seeking religious freedom such as the Quaker, William Penn, had sought in America. Whatever his reasons, the real truth of it will never be known. It is known that many grossly exaggerated stories of America's wealth and opportunities had floated back to England and enticed folk there to migrate to the "land of the free". Consequently, thousands of Europeans sailed to America shortly after Robert's arrival in 1681. Most likely Robert Longshore, a surveyor, had already been commissioned as a deputy surveyor to Thomas Holme before he left his homeland, which would have assured him a measure of security. Robert Longshore did help Holme survey and plan the city of Philadelphia for William Penn. This beautiful port city along the Delaware River became known as the city of Brotherly Love, because its proprieter ruled it and the colony with fairness and love, allowing total freedom of worship. Penn endeavored to treat the Indians fairly also and did not incur their hatred as leaders in other colonies had done. There were 45,333 square miles in this grant of wilderness land which had been given to Penn at his request as settlement of an $80,000 debt owed by King Charles II of England to William Penn's father, Admiral Sir William Penn. William Penn wanted a refuge for himself and his Quaker followers away from the com- pulsory attendance to the church of England. Matter of fact, since he had been jailed several times because of his rebellion and religious fervor, he had become a nuisance to the Crown and an embarrassment to his father; therefore they were relieved to be rid of this rebel, William Penn. Robert Longshore, himself, could have been a part of this Quaker movement! At any rate, this city Robert had helped lay out soon became a cultural center and prospered. It rivaled Boston and was the capital of colonial Pa. Pennsylvania became a leader among the other 12 colonies, namely; Virginia, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, New Jersey, Delaware, Connecticut, Maryland, New York, New Hamp- shire, The Carolinas, and Georgia and became known as the Key- stone State because of its location. Pennsylvania and Maryland were the only two proprietary colonies, which meant they were owned by individuals. Robert Longshore situated himself in the center of Phila- delphia on the corner of Market and Front Streets. In due time, this founding father of the American Longshores met and wed Margaret Cock, a daughter of Pieter Larson Cock. Pieter had been among the first Swedish immigrants coming to Pa. in 1641. He was a collector of tolls, imports and exports, for the colonies. He also served a magistrate for New Sweden and later as a deputy governor. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 6) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/11601b86b27bfae312be2062cb2601a2.jpg 028fdece1a7a802ab19baf50ed7e6921 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 7] [corresponds to page 6 of I-DENTITY] Sometime after Robert and Margaret's union, he purchased 500 acres of land in Bristol Township, Bucks County, Pa. and settled there. Robert and Margaret probably were born about 1660, give or take a few years. There is no record to show how many children they presented to their new country but most likely they did their duty. A son, Euclydus I, was born about 1690. Not much is known of Euclydus I, except on Jan. 8, 1715, he married Alice Stackhouse (b1699) when she was but 16. Alice was a daughter of Thomas and Grace Heaton Stackhouse, one of 14 children. Alice's father was a descendant of Thomas Stack- house, who arrived on the boat "Welcome"in 1682, and her mother, a daughter of Robert and Alice Heaton of Middletown, Pa. It is said that the 1st generation children of the Stackhouses inter- married with the families of Clark, Stone, Wilson, Longshore, Copeland, Gilbert, Watson, Plumley, Cary, Haring, Janney, Mitchell, Stephenson, Tomlinson, and others and that their descendants are almost legion --. Euclydus I and Alice lived in Middletown, Pa., where he died in 1764. Issue of Euclydus I and Alice Stackhouse Longshore: Robert 10/13/1716 Grace 2/24/1717 - 1726 Thomas 9/13/1721 Margaret 4/21/1724 Alice 7/ 4/1726 Grace (2) 6/18/1728 Euclydus 12/ 4/1730 - 1732 Mary 10/30/1732 - 1734 * Euclydus II 4/27/1735 - 6/14/1804 This descension shows the high death rate among children at that time. Since only five of Euclydus I's children sur- vived him, out of nine produced, sorrow was no stranger to Euclydus and Alice. At this period in the country's history, manpower was needed and so large families were desirable to help with the work, usually on a farm where they could raise their own food; and to offset the death toll. Because of frequent childbirth, hard work, hardships, lack of medical attention, women too fell prey to the grim reaper, and it was not uncommon at all for a man to have two, three, four wives in his life- time. The family line is picked up through Euclydus II and it seems he was the most prolific of the Longshores, fathering 22 children, 11 by each wife. No one could accuse him of showing favoritism! Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 7) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d37ebf74d0785a18f8b5a11fe20af378.jpg 11a07fc19d198b724e1928d5692f95f9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 8] [corresponds to page 7 of I-DENTITY] Issue of Euclydus II and Susannah VanHorn who were married 1760 The children's names all started with an "A". Their religion was Quaker. 1 Abner b 1762 m(c)1789 Sarah Powers d 1848 2 Asher b 1764 d before [illegible] 3 Asa b 1766 (c) d before 1804 4 Anna (Gilbert VanHorn) b 1768 (c) 5 Alice (Isiah VanHorn - Cremer) b 1769 (c) m1.1787 2.? 6 Abigal (Minor - Scout) b 1776 7 A 8 A 9 A 10 A 11 A At age 45, Euclydus II on 5/11/1780, married Sarah Gillam, the daughter of Lucas and Anna (Dungan) Gillam, also a Quaker. 1 Sarah d infant 2 Euclydus III 1781 - 1838 md Sarah Cox 1802 3 Margaret 1783 - 1855 md Slack 4 Abraham 1785 md Rhoda Skelton 1807 md Mary White [illegible] 5 Mary 1787 6 Joseph 1788 7 Grace 1790 - d a young woman 8 Rachel L. 1792 - 1865 md Valentine Dickinson 1811 9 Thomas Canby 1794 md Jane Moved-Franklin, 10 James 1797 md Frances 1815 11 _______ The following are copies of the wills of Euclydus I and Euclydus II; Will of Euclydus Longshore I - 1760 Be it remembered that I, Euclydus Longshore of Middletown, in the County of Bucks and Province of Pennsylvania --- Being weak of body but of sound mind and memory and calling to mind the mortality of this body as also the uncertainity of time do make my last will and testament touching what temporal matters it hath pleased Almighty God to bless me withal in manner and form, following viz: But first and principally recommend my soul into the hands of Almighty God that gave it. Next my will is that my body be decently buried at the discretion of my dear and well beloved wife. Next my will is that all my just debts and funeral expenses be duly paid and discharged by my executors herein and after named. Next to give and bequeath unto my beloved wife Alice Longshore all that my land and plantation whereon we now dwell with the rents, issues, and profits Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 8) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8a976954f6bf753295adcbb8c6a65a21.jpg b8611271fa17d358934be53dda817194 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 9] [corresponds to page 8 of I-DENTITY] thereof during her natural life that is to say the said land is to east and as far westward as the state road and after her decease my will is the above said land and plantation descend immediately unto my son, Euclydus Longshore, to whom I give and bequeath the sum of ____(blurred) to be enjoyed by him and his heirs and assigns forever also I give and bequeath unto my be- loved wife aforesaid, the sum of seventy pounds of lawful money of the province aforesaid to be paid her out of my personal estate as soon as payable after my decease. Next I give and bequeath unto my son Robert Longshore, all my wearing apparel and to be fully discharged of all my demands against him and further I give aforesaid unto him my said son Robert the full sum of four pound lawful money as aforesaid to be paid unto him his heirs or assigns in two full years after my decease Next I give and bequeath my daughter Margarate Atkinson two acres and twenty four ____(parcels or barchos) of land with the appurt- enances thereunto belonging situate at the northwest corner of my land adjoining upon N. Jhamba Cook and laid out by a draft survey by Evan Jonos and the same to be possessed and enjoyed by her and her heirs during her natural life from the day of my decease also my will is that after her decease the same land and premises descend unto my grandson Isaac Pearson and the same to be possessed and enjoyed by him the said Isaac Pearson and his heirs and assigns forever Next I give and bequeath unto my son Thomas Longshore all the residue and remaining part of my land and premises situate on the west side of the road leading from Bristol to Newtown supposed to be about fifty acres be the same more or less and the same to be possessed and enjoyed by him my said son Thomas his heirs and assigns forever provided he my said son Thomas render and pay unto his sister Margarate Atkinson aforesaid out of the value thereof of the full sum of five pound money aforesaid within the space of two years after my decease and also to pay aforesaid unto his sister Alice Lamb her heirs and assigns the sum of forty shillings money aforesaid yearly and every year for the space of four years after my decease also I give and bequeath unto my daughter Alice afore- said her heirs and assigns the full sum of four pound of money aforesaid to be paid out of my personal estate in two years after my decease and in order to enable my executors to discharge my last will as aforesaid; my will is that my executors hereafter named do sell all that my house and lot be the same and more or less which is now situate near the four lane ends adjoining George Walker's lot and the same to convey to the purchaser or purchasers as I myself might or could do was I personally present and the land and money arising therefrom be the same more or less to be taken from personal estate Also my will is that if any remains of my personal estate appears to be after all my debts and legacies are duly discharged that the same be divided one ____or half part to be paid unto my beloved wife Alice as her rightful property and the other half to be equally divided amongst all my surviving children, son or sons and daughter or daughters share and share alike Lastly I nominate constitute and appoint my trusty and well beloved wife and my esteemed friend Thomas Jienks Executor this my last will and testament hereby revoking and disannulling other other and former will or wills heretofore by me made ratifying this andthis only to be my last will and as aforesaid. In witness whereof I have hereforth set my hand and seal this eighth day of the eleventh month in the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred & Sixty Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 9) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/120ce1677187184c387846f3536df22c.jpg ebedbf7fa0126ebad4b76ee33d7fb2dd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 10] [corresponds to page 9 of I-DENTITY] Signed Sealed Published Declared to be the last will and testament of the testator in the presence of: Samuel Sykes, Sam Smith, S___ Cary Signed Euclydus Longshore 1760 Will of Euclydus Longshore (ll) Died 4/28/1804 This twenty eighth day of the fourth month in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and four I, Euclidus Longshore of Middletown in the County Bucks and state of Pennsylvania being of sound mind but through divine favor calling to mind the mortality of the body and that it is appointed for all men once to die, do make this my last will and testament touching the disposal of what temporal estate it hath pleased God to bless me with in this life recommending my spirit to God who gave it and my body to be decently buried at the discretion of my beloved wife and first my will is that all my just debts and funeral expenses be duly paid and dis- charged; secondly I give and bequeath unto my beloved wife Sarah Longshore all that land on the north side of the great road as it is now laid out likewise that house nearest the house where we live with about three acres of land on the south side of said road be the same more or less to be the same length of chain on the west end as it is; measuring from a large whitoak stump near the house to the north line formerly Woolstons and Martins to have and hold and to bequeath while she remains my widow or if necessity requireth, my will is that she sell the land or any part of said land that she may make her life com- fortable while in a state of widowhood,but if she should marry any other man and be in possession of said land my will is that the land be sold by my executors and divided amongst my eight youngest children and my will is that she my beloved wife may have twenty five pounds in lawful money two feather beds and bedding drawers, cupboards and the pewter; frying pan bake-iron and teakettle with all other articles necessary for keeping house; likewise that she my wife have ____(blurred) and one best cow two best hogs and all the poultry with my tin plate stove and my will is further that my wife have one best frame barrick (barouche, a 4 wheel carriage) and two loads of hay likewise that she have one half the grain that is growing and is gathered, with potatoes for house use; I likewise give and bequeath unto my son Abner Longshore the sum of twenty pounds ($70.00) to be paid one year after my decease I likewise be- queath all the remainder of my estate both real and personal to my eleven other children namely Anna VanHorn, Alice Cremer, Aby Scout, Euclydus, Margaret, Abraham, Joseph, Grace, Rachel, Thomas, and James Longshore, and the same to be sold and equally divided amongst them as they arrive at age but my will is that my three married daughters named Anna Alice and Abi have a de- duction made out of their legacy the amount standing against them; likewise my will is that my son Euclydus have his legacy paid at the discretion of my executors; --- For the due performance hereof I nominate and appoint my beloved friends Simon Gillam and James Wildman to be my true and lawful Exceutor of this will and testament hereby revoking disannulling and making void all other wills Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 10) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1a42c3bd3344db6fcfb12c41b286792d.jpg 8bb9ded208bc6981e0ea733dfe23e825 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 11] [corresponds to page 10 of I-DENTITY] heretofore by me made ratifying and confirming this only to be my last will and testament. Signed seal'd and declared by the said Euclydus Longshore to be his last will and testament in the presence of us John Blakely) William Gillam) Euclydus Longshore and my will is that if any of my younger children should die before they arrive to age or the possession of said estate that the same be divided amonst my last wife's children and likewise the small account I have standing against my son Abner Longshore be deducted out of his legacy before mentioned. Witness present Euclydus Longshore John Blakely William Gillam June 22, 1804 It is to be noted that only twelve of Euclydus II's 22 children survived him, attesting again to the high infant mor- tality rate. As late as 1900 and beyond, the infant mortality rate was 50%. Since most people in the 18th and 19th centuries had to make the caskets used by their family members, a supply in different sizes was generally kept made up ahead. Many infants succumbed to a disease called cholera infantum; typhoid, malaria, & tuberculosis also claimed many lives. Not only did individual families supply their own coffins, they likewise dug the graves; so tragedy made a double impact on them in the early days. According to Thomas Ellwood Longshore, from whom most of the previous data has come and who supplied many records up to 1890, the following is from his compilation regarding Euclydus II's family: Some of Abner Longshore's descendants settled in Ohio Anna Longshore's daughter, Betty Atkinson, lived in Zanesville Margaret Longshore md James Slack Joseph Longshore md Joanna Kelley ch: Amos and Kelley Longshore Rachel Longshore md Valentine Dickerson ch: Sarah, William, John, Joseph, Elizabeth, Rebecca, Ann Dickerson Thomas Canby Longshore md Jane Gaine ch: Jane, Maria, Sally James Longshore md Sarah Roberts - owns a candy & con- fectioner's business in Columbus, Ohio Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 11) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/62a9eab1cec4c8b1a9a6b2f5c7b1b731.jpg 983aa69f92e6d75320b80247583bd253 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 12] [corresponds to page 11 of I-DENTITY] Abraham Longshore md Rhoda Skelton, dau of Joseph and Mary Carey Skelton, of Salvury, Bucks Co.,Pa. on 3/11/1807 ch: Sarah Ann, Joseph S., Mary, Thomas E., Carey, Isaac S., John Watson, William, Samuel C., Elizabeth S., Mary This author wishes to digress at this point from the direct line to follow a sideline. Euclydus Longshore II's son, Abraham's family, had some active, interesting, and distinguished members whose contributions to society will give some insight to the par- ticular line this compiler is pursuing. "Memoranda and Notes of the Longshore Family, Pioneers of Which Settled in Bucks Co., Pa." is also written by the same descendant, Thomas E. Longshore, son ofAbraham Longshore, and was compiled from tradition and the records he had found. Some of his data used in this narration heretofore has been paraphased but this item is verbatim. It will be of interest to the family today because it shows how Thomas E.'s grandfather's and father's families weathered the hard time of the late 1700s and early 1800s when this new country was suffering growing pains follow- ing its independence. Suffice it to say that these gentlemen did not serve in the Revolutionary War probably because they had such large families to support. Many of their descendants served in later wars, proving their patriotism. "Euclydus Longshore, our grandfather, from the impression I have received from different members of the family, was rather an easy, good-natured man with a kind of dry humor. He was of a light, sandy complexion with light brown hair. At the time, Father, (Abraham) was born (11/6/1785), I believe the family was living in a stone, one story house, north of John Watson's farm, in Middletown, Bucks Co.,Pa., on the south side of the road. Grandfather was not much of a farmer but things drifted anyhow. The children went to work as soon as old enough. Father went to James Wildman's to live at age 12, as a "taken" boy * He did not get along satisfactorily with old Adam Adams, their colored hired man, and refused to thresh in the barn with him because of being so abused. Father kept a daily diary as proof of his grievances so he could be freed from his indenture*. Euclydus, my grand- father, died when Father (Abraham) was 19. Father borrowed $1000. to purchase a farm and it was all he could do to pay interest. We all had to do what we could to save money by living poor and dressing in homespun clothing, eating mush, rye bread without butter or molasses, and potatoes, no tea or coffee, or sugar, or even lard, rye pie shortened with smoked pot-skimmings and dried apples so sour we made the less of it answer. Father had gone to school 3 months and learned to read, write, and cipher. He had a good memory and could sing 100 songs. He loved to read, mostly the Bible". (Abraham's father, Euclydus II, died in 1804) *"Apprenticeship in early days was serious business. Articles of indenture were drawn up with all the care of a conveyance of real estate and corresponding obligations of master and apprentice were specifically set forth." (Taken from Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 12) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0bf5856be8e5e376c222846850170d56.jpg f613cbfe25497bd778ac22e8ed64764d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 13] [corresponds to page 12 of I-DENTITY] an early history book). Many time the master was a tyrant dictating every breath his servant took, including his morals and use of his leisure time (what little there was). *Abraham was able by virtue of his diary to obtain a hearing and get out of his obligation to James Wildman. However, in some in- stances, apprenticeship served a good purpose when the "indenturee" was able to learn a trade as well as earn room and board. There were no public schools to teach a trade and most of the common people could not read or write so how else were they to learn! Too often though the masters abused and exploited the trainees. Issue of Abraham and Rhoda Skelton Longshore - 11 children Sarah Ann (Walker-Taylor) 12/26/1808 Joseph S. 9/18/1809 - 1879 Mary 8/16/1811 d @ 2 1/2 Y Thomas Ellwood 11/11/1812 Carey 8/ 1 1814 d 5/24/1888 Langhorne, Isaac S. 8/ 6/1816 d 5/24/1888 . . Pa. John Watson 5/ 5/1818 d 1839 Rock Is.Ill. William 1820 d infancy Samuel C. 11/ 2/1822 Elizabeth S. 4/28/1825 Mary 4/16/1829 The brothers, Carey and Isaac, died the same day, same hour, and buried same service at Friends Grounds in Woodbury, New Jersey Family of Abraham and Rhoda Skelton Longshore Children and Families 1 Sarah Ann md Holcomb Walker ch: Horace, Linford, Caroline, Anna Mary Walker 2 Joseph S. Longshore md Julia LaRue; he was an author, lecturer, and doctor of medicine; no ch. 4 Thomas E. Longshore md Hannah E. Myers ch: Channing md Maria Pierce ch: Elsie and Rudolph Longshore Lucretia md Rudolph Blankenship ch: Julia Blankenship 5 Carey Longshore md Matilda Holcomb ch: Elizabeth, single Sallie md Henry Morrell ch: Emma and Frederick Morrell Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 13) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/059286594f4fcff81341906f2646bd96.jpg b29ac05d96e5cd474c242a4e1f81ff9d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 14] [corresponds to page 13 of I-DENTITY] ch 3: Samuel md Adella LeCompt ch: William, Marian, Clinton, and Horace LeCompt 6 Isaac S. Longshore md Mary Burgess ch: Edward md Debora Smith, M.D. - no ch. Rhoda md Benjamin F. Knowles ch: Bertha and Rhoda Knowles Rhoda's I's second husband - George Mason ch: one son, lives in Kansas ____Mason Rachel md Israel Walton - no ch. Alfred md Mary ___?__ ch: Edward, Joseph, Debora, Emma Longshore 8 William Longshore md ____Hellings, no ch:; 2nd wife ____ ch: Abraham md Hannah Whitson ch: Oscar Longshore Abraham 2nd wife, Adeline Howell of N.Y. ch: H. Walker Longshore, lives in L.A., Cal. Elizabeth md Samuel Watson - no ch. 9 Samuel C. Longshore md Sarah Ann Case - no ch. Samuel's 2nd wife - Rebecca Reynolds - no ch. 10 Elizabeth S. Longshore md William Burgess ch: Frank C. Burgess md Lissie Baker ch: Stella Frank's 2nd wife, Addie Johnson, no ch. Anna Mary Burgess - b&d 1849 Alpheus Burgess (1851) md Ida I. Sheets ch: none Marianna Burgess (1853) unmarried William Watson Burgess (1855) md Mamie Roberts ch: none Charles A. Burgess (1851) md Mamie Roberts Henry Edwin Burgess (1859) unmarried (Of this large family, there was no progeny) 11 Anna Mary Longshore md Lambert H. Potts ch: Emerson J. Potts (1855) md Flora M. Jamieson ch: William Lambert Potts (1882) Charles Jamieson Potts (1887) Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 14) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/49096133c800d432dc4a295a8b77fcc3.jpg 330c12e654d1bc1ced804d2556f413ab Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 15] [corresponds to page 14 of I-DENTITY] Excerpt from HISTORY OF BUCKS CO., PA. by Davis - published 1905 Another son of Abraham Longshore "Among the prominent sons of Middletown, who live in history, Joseph S. Longshore, b 1809 d 1879, is entitled to a niche. He lost partial use of one leg when a boy and was lamed for life. Turning his attention to the medical profession, he graduated in medicine from the University of Pa. at age 24 and practiced several years at Attleborough (later named Langhorne). In 1850, he established a medical College in Philadelphia for women, the first of its kind in the world. He was also an ardent advocate of total abstinence and an active abolitionist, at a period when it required no little courage to declare oneself." Another historical excerpt, this time from EARLY FRIENDS, FAMILIES OF UPPER BUCKS" by Roberts about a daughter-in-law of Abraham Longshore. "Hannah Myers, daughter of Samuel and Pauline (Iden) Meyers, born in Sandy Springs, Md., 5/30/1819 d 10/18/1901. Graduated from Women's Medical College in Philadelphia, 1851. She was a pioneer woman physician, accumulated a modest forturn. Hannah married Thomas Ellwood Longshore 3/26/1841. He was a son of Abraham and Rhoda (Skelton) Longshore. He was born 11/11/1812 on a farm in Middletown Township, Bucks Co., Pa., died 8/19/1898 in Phil.; he and his wife having moved to that city in 1850. Children: Channing b 11/24/1842 md Sidney Maria Pierce; Lucretia Mott b 5/8/1845 md Rudolph Blankenship. Issue: Channing Longshore (sone of T.E. & Hannah Longshore) Studied medicine and practiced in Sheldon, Iowa ch: T. Ellwood Longshore b 1878 d 1879 Hannah Elsie Longshore b 1881 md Howard Garrett ch: Priscilla and Jane Garrett Rudolph Channing Longhsore b 1883 md Leila ____, lives in Montana ch: Dorothy Lucretia Mott Longshore (dau. of T.E. & Hannah Longshore) born in 1845 at New Lisbon, Ohio while mother was there on a visit to her parents. Lucretia was president of Pa. State Suffrage Association (1892-1908), 1st vice pres. of General Education of Women's Clubs (1912-1914) and a member of the New Century Club, Civic Club, etc. Lucretia md Rudolph Blankenship in 1867. He was one of the originators of the Citizen's Permanent Relief Committee and visited, as its representative, the famine regions of Russia in 1892. He was active in Reform Politics, and was elected as a county commissioner; also served as a Reform Mayor beginning in 1911." Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 15) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/53e4b2bd00a55757566297a5aa3d4385.jpg 8b637bd719a4646e0815dd0b02b7f2ca Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 16] [corresponds to page 15 of I-DENTITY] Again to deviate from the direct line, here is a presentation from another of Robert's descendants GENERAL AND FAMILY HISTORY OF THE WYOMING & LACKAWANNA VALLEYS, PA. Volume I (published 1906) "Longshore Family, long residents in Pa. Founder of family in Pa. was Robert Longshore, who came from England and settled at Front and Market Sts. in Phila- delphia; later moved to Bucks Co." The name of the person who sent in this biography to the previously mentioned book is not mentioned so there is no way to know which of Isaish Longshore's grandchildren wrote it - "Isaiah Longshore, grandfather, lived at Beach Haven, where he kept a hotel and boarding house, died at age 47 and buried there. Ch: A.B. b 1812 and Alfred R. Alfred was a justice of the peace, had 3 dau., d age 82 Y. A.B. Longshore, M.D. reared at Shickshinny, studied medi- cine with his uncle, A.B. Wildon, graduated from Jeffer- son Medical College in Philadelphia in 1843 with honors. Spoke both English and fluent German, d in 1875, age 63. Practiced medicine in mountain region in Wyoming County. Practice so extensive he called five of his students to assist him in this vast area. 8 ch. - Dr. Wm. R. Longshore only survivor." "Dr. Wm. R. Longshore, M.D., son of Ashbel B. and Maria J. (Righter) Longshore b 9/10/1838 in Beaver Meadows, Pa. Studied medicine at Jefferson Medical College and Pa. College of Medicine from which he graduated March, 1860. Worked as assistant in male department of Pa. Hospital for Insane under Dr. Kirkbride until 1862. Was Commander's assistant surgeon with rank of 1st Lt. in 147th Reg. Pa. Vol- unteers in Sept. 1863 and was promoted to surgeon and rank of major. A Mason. 1 child, Harry Carter Longshore, d at 14; adopted a dau., Jane Martin, md to Wallace Ellerslie Engle and she has a son, William Longshore Engle, who resides in Hazelton." These historic and biographic passages are used for one purpose - to show that some of the early Longshores were human- itarians; vitally interested in their country, in the healing arts, women's rights, foreign aid, and political reform. They were great contributors to their fellow man, be it on a local, state, or national scale; always ready to serve. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 16) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bb1a62d996303f8406641c1dd6f6f322.jpg 7f6b92dca05ff78af6f9e13d6e67d34d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 17] [corresponds to back of page 15 of I-DENTITY, a letter to Mrs. Maxine Longshore] 7224 E.17th St. N. Wichita, KS 67206 August 11, 1991 Dear Mrs. Longshore: join the DAR and wrote to two of her father's cousins, one a Davidson and one a Longshore. She didn't get to join but the letters she re- ceived were very helpful when I started my research. Incidentally, the Longshore cousin she wrote to was James C. who was loving at 1201 Hamlet St. in Columbus at the time. I don't know what year he died but he was elderly at the time-79-and only he and his sister Sarah were still alive. The reason that you don't find a complete list of the children of Euclydus and Susannah Van Horn is that they were married out of meeting. All of the children of that first marriage had names beginning with A. When Euclydus returned to the Quakers he took what children he could back with him and his son Abner was one of the witnesses at his marriage to Sarah Gillam. I was told recently by one of my earlier correspondents that another lady had told him that the David Longshore who married Elizaneth Warner was the son of Cyrus Longshore, who was marred to Mary David and waws the son of Thomas Longshore and Joanna Vance. Thomas Longshore was the son of euclydus Longshore and Alice Stackhouse and was born the 13th day of the 9th month 1721. He was married to Johanna Vance on the 10th day of the 4th month 1742 at the Middletown Monthly Meeting (LDS film 20403, pp.308-9). Thomas' will is file # 1162, Bucks Co., PA. It is dated 11 Jan 1777 and proved 13 Feb 1777. Johanna died between the writing of her will dated 22 d 4m 1792 and the probate date of 14 June 1794 and is file # 2535 Bucks. Co. Her parents are as yet unknown but she has a sister, Jane McLear. the first child of Thomas and Johanna was born less than nine months after their marriage and Thomas became angry with the reprimand of the Quakers. In his will, thomas mentions his wife Johanna, his sons Thomas, cyrus, and euclydus and his daughters, elizabeth Hunter and Margaret Wiley. I found deeds dated 14 Apr 1784, filed 27 Sept 1785, of Cyrus and wife mary and euclydus and wife Jane. They mention that the land came from their father, Thomas. Johanna in her will mentions her sister, Jane McLear, her son Euclydus, her daughters, Elizabeth Hunter (wife of Andrew) and her daughter Margaret Wiley, her grandson Amos (the son of thomas who later married Ann cox) and her granddaughter Jane (the daughter of Cyrus who later married Aaron Cox). These are known facts and I have written to the lady in Iowa to find out the facts on which she bases her conclusions. The death date given for David Longshore is 3 Nov 1859. The 1800 Tax list for Middletown Twp., Bucks Co. shows him as a single man. 20 Jan 1802 david Longshore of Middletown m. Elizabeth Weber/Warner, Isaac Hicks, J.P. then 1810 Tax list in delaware Co., 67A., Range 17, Twp 4, Section 1 and the same in 1814. I will let you know when I hear on what the lady has based her conclusions. Can you suggest any of the other descendants of the branch of David Longshore-Elizabeth Warner to whom I could write to bring other lines down to the present? Is it possible to secure copies of wills, obits, and the other pertinant data? I would pay copying costs if that would help. Sincerely, Elizabeth Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 17) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4ef9d0abbe09481dd8356b5fcb4c1c12.jpg 22658a0cca43488772ba80c4664845cf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 18] [corresponds to page 16 of I-DENTITY] To get back on the track - The Ohio progenitor of the Longshores is David Longshore. There is data to prove he came to Ohio in 1806; to Del. Co. with his brother, Euclydus (III), in 1808; purchased land in Delaware County in 1811. Many clues link David to the line of Robert, Euclydus I, Euclydus II; but actually there is no record found, as of this date, to prove a David Longshore, born Jan. 1779, was born to this line or any other line! This author is still researching on this puzzle and if additional information is ever unearthed, it will be attached at the end of the story. It is the considered opinion of this compiler that the "missing link" can be theorized as follows: Perhaps[underlined] David was the youngest child of Euclydus ** and ____Cox Longshore and possibly his mother died at his birth or shortly thereafter. In the con- fusion, his birth was never recorded. This thought is based on his birthdate of Jan. 25, 1779; the fact Euclydus II remarried on May 1780; and his first child by the second wife, Euclydus III, was born in 1781. Since all of the children by Euclydus II's first wife had names beginning with an "A", it could be that David did not like his "A____" name, whatever it was, and decided to use his other given name and change his image when he came to Ohio. At any rate, there is no hint of the "A" in any of his legal papers. The following excerpts are from biographies submitted by one of David's children (Charles) and one of his daughter-in-laws (Margaret) will bear out the fact David did come from Pa. in 1806 and settled in Delaware County, Ohio in 1808. From Baskins 1880 HISTORY OF DELAWARE COUNTY "Charles Longshore, farmer: P.O. Condit; is a son of David and Elizabeth (Warner) Longshore; his father was born in Pa. and came to Ohio in 1806, settling in Berkshire Township, west of Sunbury, on the farm now owned by Mrs. Grist, where he lived until his death; it was then a dense forest, there being but one house between Delaware and Johnstown, and that where George Gibson now resides; the only neighbor for some time was a brother; their first nights were spent in the woods around a fire, with a friendly Indian as company." "Margaret Longshore, P.O. Condit; was born July 2, 1804, a daughter of Christian and Sallie (Linderman) Young; her father settled in Ohio about 1816, and farmed near Galena until his death in 1838. She was married June 22, 1826, to Cyrus Longshore, by whom she has had six children, four are now living; her husband was born Nov. 24, 1804, in Muskingum Co., *Ohio, and came with his parents to Delaware Co. about 1808, settling west of Sunbury on a farm now owned by the Landon Brothers, and in 1836 on the farm owned by Mrs. (Margaret) Long- shore; he died May 3, 1870." Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 18) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c56b5fa37e5cfb313216765e9fdf9a80.jpg 71de748a3b709bf2a8ba0d5a6540b7a3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 19] [corresponds to page 17 of I-DENTITY] * There is a discrepancy about the place of Cyrus' birth; the 1850 and 1860 Delaware County Census, also his death record, state that he was born in Pa. It is possible David stopped in Muskingum County in 1806 where other relatives lived, on his way to central Ohio. This biography states he came to Delaware County in 1808, which is entirely plausible. Somewhere else there is a reference to David's having lived in Sunbury Township before purchasing his farm in 1811 in Berkshire Township. David Longshore was born three years after the birth of the United States of America, and ten years before George Washington became president in 1789. He arrived in Ohio during the term of Thomas Jefferson, and in Delaware County in time to ['Del. Co. in 1808' handwritten in margin] see Delaware City laid out in 1811, Columbus in 1812, and Sunbury in 1816 and just four years before the War of 1812. At that time Ohio was considered the Crossroads of the Nation. A big busines boom existed immediately following that war. The schedule of prices shown here will show the prosperity that lasted until 1819 when prices slid back to pre-war levels. Pre-war Prices Prices 1812 - 1819 hogs - $1.50 per 100# hogs - $4.00 per 100# oats - .50 per bu. oats - 1.00 per bu. corn - .50 per bu. corn - 1.00 per bu. flour - 1.00 per 100# flour - 4.00 per 100# hay - 10.00 per ton hay - 20.00 per ton Some prices nose-dived to below pre-war values, such as; corn sold for 10-12 cents per bu.; potatoes - 12 cents bu., etc. Rigid economy was practiced by all grades of society - even the wealthy drank rye coffee and distinguished men dressed in blue linsey pantaloons for a time. In 1820 in Columbus, Ohio, over one hundred parcels of real estate were advertised in one ad- vertisement of sheriff's sales! Gradually though the nation recuperated from the recession. One blessing for the white man was that he never again was bothered by the red man in these parts after 1812. David and Euclydus (III) purchased their 134 acres in Range 17, Twp. 4, Lot 4, from Thomas Brown for $268.67 1/2. The 1812 Tax record values it at 67 1/2 cents an acre! In 1816, it seems they sold half of this same land - 67 7/16 acres - for $400., tripling their money. Perhaps this is a further example of the inflation of that period. Later however, in 1819, a quit claim deed is recorded whereby Euclydus (III) and Sarah, of Muskingum County, transferred the east half of 134 7/8 acres for the sum of $202. to David Longshore. Reference to David, in Charles' biography, states that David lived on the land he settled until his death in 1858. At the time this farm was purchased in 1811, there were only 2000 people in the entire county! By 1850, there were 1557 persons in Berkshire Township but this dropped to 1392 in 1860. Nevertheless, it was not over- populated at that time. Following is a copy of the original land purchase by David and Euclydus and their wives. (Euclydus is spelled 2 different ways in this same deed) - Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 19) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/abf5809fefc04ed7f57cfa611a58dd9f.jpg 9b3027447b61446130f6f87a585f9e42 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 20] [corresponds to page 18 of I-DENTITY] Thomas Brown Deed to E. & D. Longshore "Know all men by these presents that I Thomas Brown of Berkshire in Delaware County & State of Ohio in consideration of two hundred & Sixty eight dollars eighty seven and an half cents paid me by Euclydus & David Longshore both of Sunbury in the county of aforesaid the receipt whereof I do hereby acknowledge do hereby give grant sell & convey unto the said Euclydes & David a certain tract of parcel of land lying & being in the first quarter of the fourth Township in the seventeenth Range of U.S. Military land in the State of Ohio & more particularly distinguished as the north part of lot no. eight in the western Tier of lots in the aforesaid quarter agreeable to a sur- vey thereof made by Joseph Eaton in 1806 reference thereto being had & to extend South from the whole length of the North line of the aforesaid lot so far as to contain one hundred and thirty four acres & seven eighths of an acre To have and to hold the afore granted premises to the said Euclydus & David & to their heirs & assigns to their use & Behalf forever & I do covenant with the said Euclydus & David & their heirs & assigns that I am lawfully seized in fee of the afore granted premises that they are free of all emcumbrances that I have good right to sell & convey the same to the aforesaid Euclydus & David & that I will warrant & defend the same premises to the said Euclydus Longshore & David Longshore & to their heirs & assigns forever against the lawful claims of all persons. In witness whereof I the said Thomas Brown & Betsey, my wife in token of her assent & release of dower in the premises have hereunto set our hands & seals the fourth day of Sept 1811 _____________________________________ In presence of Thomas Brown Sophronia Brown Betsy Brown Mary Thurston Be it remembered that on the 11th day of Feb., 1812, personally approved State of Ohio Thomas Brown & Betsey his wife who being Delaware, County examined separate & apart from her hus- band the each acknowledged the foregoing instrument to be their free act and deed -- In Witness whereof I have hereunto set my hand & seal the day above written Soloman Jones J P Received and recorded the forgoing deed this 14 day of Feb 1812 Mert Reuben Lamb, recorder Delaware County (Note) The preceding document was all hand written, of course, with no punctuation or abbreviation except that "and" was always written "&". Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 20) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b16c568ffa0a3cbf40b4c9b69272c1fb.jpg 8c1697673674c26e9ce392caaa2d29d8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 21] [corresponds to page 19 of I-DENTITY] From the description in this deed and comparison with a map of this area in 1811 and 1860, it is pretty well determined that David's farm lay west of Sunbury, beginning at the corner of St.Rt. 37 and Twp. Rt. 72, running along the southside of County Rt 72 as far as the Henry Beaver farm. At the corner of RT. 37, in more recent years, this area was known as the Burt Cornell farm, and the old brick house about 1/8 mile west of Rt. 37 on Co. Rt. 72 was the homestead. Remnants of this house still lay there up until about 10 years ago, when a new ranch-style house was built by that grove of trees, and some of that farmland was portioned into building lots. Jon-Jon's Restaurant is on the corner now of Rts. 37 & Twp. Rt. 72. David's son, John, owned land in this same territory which partially adjoined his father's and that land is now owned by the V.M. Green heirs. Before it came into the Green ownership, the land in the general area was owned by Griste and Landon families. The original land purchase passed from Longshore hands before 1860, probably at the time of David's decease in 1858. Coincidentally, before he had any know- ledge of where his ancestors had first settled, a descendant of David's, Russell Longshore, purchased an acreage across the road from the original plot and built a house on it 17 years ago (1959)! At the turn of the 19th century, the land where David took up abode could scarecely be seen for the trees; now the land can scarcely be seen for the houses, shopping center, and commercial buildings: Super highways have replaced the scenic byways and the accelerated pulse of modern civilization - even in this rural area - has supplanted the leisurely heart throb of nature and its wonders. But then, that's progress! Everyone enjoys the modern conveniences but they want the slower pace, and somehow oil and water just don't mix. "Despite technological advances, inventions, and explor- ations that would have seemed miraculous to our grandparents; indeed, that even seem miraculous to us, people are still people. Go back in time - or forward - ten years, a hundred, or a thousand - you'll find people loving, hating, desiring, and fearing the same things as thoday. You'll find people valuing the same things - success, status, comfort, friendship, love." An excerpt from THE MASTERY OF PEOPLE by Auren Uris. In this bicentennial year, it is popular to look back to "the good ole days" and see only the good part; especially when the TV announcer comes on with his "and this is the way it was, 200 years ago" accompanied by a fife and drum playing their version of "Yankee Doodle". A little tingle goes up the spine and one feels a yearning for the peace (?) of bygone days. It is easy then to forget the hardships the pioneers faced each day. It is doubtful if anyone of this generation could accurately define a pioneer hardship because no one nowadays has experienced it; so "starvation", "privation", "Indian massacre" are just words in today's vocabulary. But then, possibly, the pioneer could not define the words of this day, such as: "mugging", "freak-outs", "spaced out", "murder contracts", et cetera. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 21) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7d5ff9a59b4bb479a9c09b2a1f69b8b6.jpg cfabf20676c553fd6100e5d7fb0be4f9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 22] [corresponds to page 20 of I-DENTITY] Possible Eucyldus III Family Connections: Muskingum Co. Marriage Records (1804-1835) Longshore, Amos md Lydia Hopkins 4/13/1834 (Brushcreek Twp) Longshore, David to Sarah Ellen Butt 2/14/1826 Longshore, Thomas to Effie Boyd 4/ /1830 Longshore, Elizabeth to Benjamin Berry 1/24/1830 Longshore, Elizabeth to Morris Worstall 12/19/1833 (Brushcreek Twp) Longshore, Ruth to Benjamin Crane 1/ 4/1831 ___________ Longshore, Perry d 1865 A 20 Pvt Co B of 159th O.N.G. (Everhart's History of Muskingum Co.) publ 1882 p.308 ___________ "Bethel Cemetery, Newtown Twp, Muskingum Co., Ohio" In the book was the notation, "sons of Euclidus & S.E. Longshore", but it was not clear which names were the sons. David Longshore b 3/4/1804 d 3/5/1873 Mathilda Scott Longshore b 2/2/1817 d 7/28/1896 Burzellaw Longshore d 1/21/1895 age 26Y 11M 9D John W. Longshore d 11/4/1865 - 1Y12D Thomas Longshore 10/10/1807 d 10/12/1886 Effie Boyd Longshore 3/6/1803 d 4/30/1885 (Daughter of Robert Boyd, Revolutionary War soldier) Other Longshore researchers have additional information on this line, so it would be possible to follow through on this line, if interested. ________________________ And so it has been established that David and Elizabeth (Warner) Longshore emigrated to Ohio in 1806, and came to Del- aware County by 1808, lived in Sunbury (had to be township), and then settled on the farm west of town by 1811. Soon three more boys and three girls were added to the score making a total of eight. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 22) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/713608ad12373f48ae316d2ba98643c6.jpg 6039e6814d184f0e537fe159e866af12 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 23] [corresponds to page 21 of I-DENTITY] Zada Longshore, widow of Gail Longshore, contributed the following chart which had been given to Gail by Seth Longshore when Gail was asking him one day about the family history. "David & Sara* Longshore came from Vermont* 1806. Gail's great, great grandfather settled in brick house west of Sunbury." Charles: Eugenie (Carpenter) Warner: Harriett (Ginn), Norton, Allen Allie (Foster) Albert, Noah, Edith Minnie (Budd) Elmine (Youman) Veo, Otis, Gail Cyrus: Truman, Isaac Newton, Charles, Jonathan, Harlow May Clem Seth David Nell Edd Mark Minor Dean Will Sid I.N Molly Jane Milo Dell (This chart noted that David I had 3 daughters-; in major points it agrees with this compiler.) Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 23) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6f9ef8c81e5162618cf2ee38586f75d6.jpg eb4e9a33ea6d270e27529c1eb74f8298 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 24] [corresponds to page 22 of I-DENTITY] Family of David Longshore LONGSHORE DAVID b 1/25/1779 d 11/3/1858 Age 79Y 9M 8D md about 1802 to Elizabeth Warner (1/22/1783 d 8/8/1840 Age 57Y 6M 17D They emigrated from Pa. to Ohio in 1806 Settled in Del. Co. Berkshire Twp 1808 Issue: I I A John 1803-1877 b Pa. I B Cyrus 1804-1870 b Pa. I C Warner 1807-1892 b Ohio I D Rachel 1810-1852 b Ohio I E Sarah 1816- b Ohio I F Charles 1818-1904 b Ohio I G David Jr. 1822- b Ohio I H Girl ____ b Ohio Since this compiler has no data on the third girl, at present, all the descendants hereafter mentioned will stem from one of these seven children of David and Elizabeth's. After the first Elizabeth's death in 1840, David married another Elizabeth (Betsey Benton) and she survived him. Apparently David did not leave a will but following is an inventory or schedule of his property, which evidently was done room by room: David Longshore - Oliver Stark Administrator Dec., 10, 1858 12 month support ($200.) to widow Appraisal - 1 set of dishes, 2 chairs, 2 bureaus, brass clock, 1 stand, 1 lott of carpenting, 1 table & oil cloth, 1 pair andirons, 1 tar bucket, 1 cubboard, 1 bedquilt & old carpet, 1 kettle, 1 iron kettle, 2 iron kettles, 1 small brass kettle, 1 feather bed, 1 small brass kettle, 1 feather bed, 1 small brass kettle, feather bed, 1 bed- stead, 1 coverlid, 2 blankets, 2 bedquilts, 2 bedquilts, 4 bedquilts, 3 bedquilts, 1 bedstead, 1 chest of drawers, 1 looking glass, 1 lott of carpeting, 1 looking glass, 1 set of harness, 1 fanning mill, 1 saddle, 1 cream mare Sarah Carpenter (Fester Utley, Roswell F. Fowles, Norman Detrick, appraisors) Appraisal of all chattels & goods Schedule of personal property belonging to widow not accounted for: 1 bed & bedding, 1 table, 6 knives & 6 forks, 6 plates, 6 teacups & saucers, 12 spoons, 1 cook- stove, all clothing of widow & deceased, 6 chairs, library not to exceed $50., 1 family Bible, all ornaments of widow. Notes: S.Carpenter -$23.20; George Benton - $20.00 Personal property sold on Jan. 6, 1859 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 24) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4c4cd8ffd1d7141b626228fc8c4a12d0.jpg 2e308080c04bcc0c92310468cccfadc0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 25] [corresponds to page 23 of I-DENTITY] Sarah Carpenter, Alfred Benton, Norton Longshore, Cyrus Longshore, Alex McD Wlaker, J.D. Wilcox, Wm. McDaniel, David Longshore, J.W. Longshore, John Longshore,Charles Longshore Betsey Longshore received year allowance of $200. John Longshore, first child of David I A John b Pa in 1803 d 3/18/1877 (death due to a tumor) A 74 Clarinda ____ (b 1807 d 1871 b in N.Y.) d A 64 bd Sunbury,O. Issue: II 1 David b 1827 2 Aaron b 1829 d 1855 A 26Y 3 Hannah b 1842 d 1864 A 22 Y I B Cyrus b Pa in 1804 d 1870 of dropsy age 66 bd Trenton Cem. Margaret (Young) md 6/22/1826. To give a clear idea of Cyrus and Margaret's life, her biography is repeated here, although it was used earlier. "Margaret Longshore, P.O.Condit; was born July 2, 1804, a dau. of Christian and Sallie (Linderman) Young; her father settled in Ohio about 1816, and farmed near Galena until his death in 1838. She was married June 22, 1826, to Cyrus Longshore, by whom she has had six children, four are now living; her husband was born Nov. 24, 1804, in Muskingum Co., Ohio, and came with his parents to Delaware Co. about 1808, settling west of Sunbury on a farm owned by Mrs. (Margaret) Longshore; he died May 3, 1870" Issue: 11 six sons all born Ohio 1 - Jonathan Longshore 1827 - 2 - Minor Longshore 1829-1856 3 - Charles Longshore 1830-1921 4 - Truman Longshore 1833-1913 5 - Harlow A. Longshore 1835- 6 - Isaac Newton Longshore 1839-1920 Cyrus farmed east of Sunbury, between Condit and Vans Valley, on what is now State Route 605, on a farm now known as the Ted Gray farm. In the 1860 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 25) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6a2a8daec0f0c251efca429eb7848c9e.jpg ea9bbb3483b0ec632d9119f93a892a7a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 26] [corresponds to page 24 of I-DENTITY] Census, his worth was listed as $5775 Real Estate value and $1000 personal property, which compared to other listings was quite prosperous for farmers in the area. Tradition has it that an old Indian used to stop to visit Cyrus and to trade items for whiskey. The tavern was just about a half mile away where the Zieschang house is. The Indian told that there was a silver mine in that are but none was ever found. Cyrus Longshore's will follows: Will of Cyrus Longshore In the name of the benevolent Father of all I Cyrus Longshore in view of the certainty of Death and the uncertainty of life do make and publish this my last will and testament Item 1 I direct that after my decease all my just debts and funeral expenses be paid by my Executors out of my estate Item 2 I direct that my beloved wife Margaret Longshore have the entire use and controll of all my estate boath real and personal during her natural life Item 3 I direct that should the rents and incomes of my said estate be not sufficient for her maintainance and support in the style in which we are now living that said estate be sold and so much of the proceed as may be necessary used for her support as aforesaid Item 4 I direct that at the death of my said wife my estate that may be remaining be equally divided among my heirs as follows To wit my sons Charles Truman Harlo A. and Isaac Newton and the heirs of my deceased son J.W. Longshore Item 5 I hereby nominate and appoint my wife Margaret Long- shore and my son Truman Longshore my Executors of this my last will and testament In testimony whereof I have hereunto set my hand and seal this twenty fourth Day of April A.D. one thousand eight hundred and seventy Cyrus Longshore (his own signature) E.H. Dent John Sinkey We E.H. Dent and John Sinkey hereby certify that Cyrus Longshore signed the foregoing instrument in our presence as his will and that we signed the same in his presence as witnesses E.H. Dent John Sinkey This document was done in beautiful handwriting, with the punctuation (mostly by spacing), capitalization, and spelling popular in that period) _______________________________________________________________ Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 26) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2c62b1b41dc15a9f83beef37c870cc5c.jpg 17c4ad855bf6f45798f9e80a4c0ed68d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 27] [corresponds to page 25 of I-DENTITY] IIB 1 Jonathan Longshore - sone of Cyrus - b 1827 d ____ Born in Ohio md Clarissa Lewis 1852 (3/1) Delaware Co.,b 1833 Issue III 1 - Volney L. b 1853 2 - Truman D. b 1855 3 - Miles N. b 1857 4 - Ida B. b 1859 5 - Ada b 1859 IIB 2 Minor Longshore - son of Cyrus -b 1829 d 6/15/1856 A 27 md Sarah Clark in 1854 (11/16) in Delaware Co., Ohio Issue: III 1 - Harold IIB 3 Charles Longshore - sone of Cyrus - b 11/30/1830 d 3/19/1921 bd Marysville, Union Co., Ohio; he was a Civil War Veteran, lost a leg in the war and wore a wooden leg. md Susan Tracy (b Muskingum County, be Marysville). Susan was a dau of David Tracy II B - 3 Family of Charles Longshore (sone of Cyrus) Issue: III 1 - Sidney Longshore 2 - Mary E. Longshore 3 - Jane Longshore 4 - Bertha Longshore 5 - Minor William Longshore 6 - Molly Longshore 7 - Annie Longshore 8 - David Longshore Note - Glen (grandson of Minor (Tine) and his wife, Cheryl Longshore, of Salem, Oregon, are also researchers. They sent the information on the Charles (Cyrus' son) Longshore family, also the following pictures of Minor and Janetta Longshore and their young family. Glen's father, Irven Longshore, remembers his grandfather, Charles' wooden leg and the fact his father, Minor Wm. (Tine) played at Murphys's Hill near Sunbury, Ohio, as a boy. (The Murphys and Trenton Twp. Longshores lived on farms in the same community. It was always said the two families emigrated to Ohio about the same time. Although one of Charles' children was born in Ill. in 1858, and possibly the family lived there at that time, the family was listed in the Ohio 1860 census with Charles as a farmer worth $7200 real estate and $1000 personal worth; this rated as very prosperous at that time in the Delaware County farming community. His father's worth at that time was Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 27) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8c6d6d048f98dc824e6a5d1eb2ab6595.jpg e59ba6db314ef5a8b7d7eda4c4a3c7c4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 28] [corresponds to page 26 of I-DENTITY] estimated to be $5775. At any rate, it is known that Charles was married and a father at the time of the Civil War. Issue: III 1 - Sidney - no info on this 2 - Mary E. - b 1857 3 - Jane - b 1858 in Illinois md Sivey (1) & Arts (2) 4 - Bertha - b ____ md Raymer 5 - Minor Wm.-b 1861 (more about him later) 6 - Molly - b about 1856 d A 46 4/2/1903 (Longshore Reunion Book) md Jaunt Grandstaff. Molly d in Magnetic Springs, Ohio 7 - Annie - b 1871 in Harlem Twp. d A 46 on 11/9/1916 md David Gilbert (Bert) Meddles (d 1921) 8 - Bert - b ____ died age 14 IIB 3 Family of Charles Longshore (son of Cyrus) continued through Charles' son, Minor Wm. Longshore IIIB 5 Minor William (Tine) Longshore b 6/9/1861 in Union Co., O. d 3/29/1943 in Hardin Co., Ohio md Janetta Hites (dau. of Benjamin and Margaret McGinnis Hites - b 8/26/1870 d 4/6/1898 md Janetta in Richwood, Ohio and both Minor and Janetta are bd at Roundhead Cemetery, Roundhead, O. Janetta b McDonald Twp., Hardin Co., Ohio Minor was md before and his lst wife's and child's names are unknown but they are bd in Sunbury Cemetery. It is thought they were either typhoid or TB victims. Issue: IV 8 children 1 Florence May b 2/6/1899 d 7/8/1937 in Ridgeway, O. d Russell Point, O. Md Truman Dunn Herring in 1918 Issue: V Minor, Joan, Russell, Bob Herring 2 Sidney Ray Longshore b 4/28/1902 in McDonald Twp. Hardin Co., O. md Cloa Orth 12/24/1923 in Kenton, O. Issue: V Melvin Longshore 3 Carl Clayton Longshore b 5/9/1904 McDonald Twp spent a year in Kansas where he found his wife and brought her back here. At one time her family had lived in a sod house in his yard for exhibition. As a consequence, there was a big write-up about it in a Sunday Columbus Dispatch a couple years ago, and sightseers go to see it. Prospect, Ohio commissioned him and a crew of men to build one for display in the Park as a bicentennial exhibit. He built that one in 11 days. Carl md Florence Opal Symonton on 9/17/1927 in Colby, Kansas. 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Description An account of the resource [page 29] [corresponds to page 27 of I-DENTITY] Family of Minor William (Tine) Longshore continued ________________________________________________________________________ Issue: V - Vinita, Ralph, and Carlyne Longshore 1 Vinita b 1928 md Earl Tillman Issue: VI 1 Larry Tillman b 1948 2 Ralph Longshore b 1931 md Helen Oathodt Issue: VI 1 Randy b 1966 3 Carlyne Longshore b 3/24/1938 md Garry Massie No ch. 4 Ethel Longshore md Crew Ferguson Issue: VI Robert, Blanche, Dwight, Fred Ferguson IIIB 5 - IV 5 Unnamed Boy d age 10 da either 1907/08 6 Irven Roscoe Longshore b 9/19/1909, McDonald Twp, Hardin Co., Ohio md Vivian Mary Thomas on 6/11/1939 Glendora, Calif. Issue: V 1 Glen Longshore b Lives in Salem, Oregon md Cheryl Frad 7 Juanita Gertrude b 8/29/1911 in Huntsville, Ohio md Wilbur Barnhart Issue: V Patricia, Lester, Richard Barnhart 8 Perry Elwood Longshore b 5/1/1913 md June Harraman Issue: V 1 Harold Eugene Longshore b 9/28/1938 md Issue: VI 1 Cheryl Ann Longshore b 6/21/1958 in Kenton, O. md 5/14/1976 to Darrell Wampler (11/15/1956) son of Eugene and Doris Wampler 2 Linda Lee Longshore b 5/10/1960 in Marysville, Ohio 3 Gary Eugene Longshore b 12/11/1962 in Kenton 4 David Neil Longshore b 8/3/1964 b in Richwood 5 Harold Eugene Longshore, Jr. 7/28/1968 in Sunbury, O. 2 Barbara Longshore md Clifford Conley Issue: Timothy Wayne b about 1965, (adopted when an infant) Conley 3 Nancy Longshore md Bud Yoakam Issue: VI Mike, Tony, Penny Yoakam 4 Jeannie Longshore md Bob Hildreth Issue: VI Ricky and Robin 5 Minor LeRoy d infancy 6 Gary Lee Longshore died in infancy Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 29) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e181ee4757e9fbbd2146e75b7bc21766.jpg cc89123f3a3bcdb0eb6513868aa96014 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 30] [corresponds to page 28 of I-DENTITY] The Family of Cyrus (IB) continues. _________________________________________________________________________ Truman Longshore is the fourth son of Cyrus and should come next but because his line is so prolific, it seems best to skip him for the moment and compile his two younger brothers now. _________________________________________________________________________ II B 5 Harlow A. Longshore, fifth son of Cyrus, b 1835 d ____ He married Massa Linnabary ( b 1843) on 2/8/1864 According to deed transfers at Del. Co. C H in Ohio, Harlow and wife, Massa, purchased land from Sarah E. Longshore (probably Mrs. David Jr.) in 1866 and in 1870 sold this same land to Cyrus Longshore, his father. Evidently they then moved from the area and no further trace has been found to date, by this compiler. In the 1860 Census, he was age 25, living in his father's house, farming. II B 6 Issac Newton Longshore b 6/14/1839 d 5/11/1920 bd Trenton Md Angeline T. Bourne (1840-1936) on 11/23/1865. In the 1880 HISTORY OF DELAWARE CO. by Baskins, it says that I.N. Longshore was very active in the Christian Union Church (Bethel, in Licking Co.), of which he was an Elder and Superintendent of Sunday Schools. The biography also states he once carried mail from Johns- town to Newark daily for one year, worked as a carpen- ter for years, but mostly he farmed. Angeline was born in Ohio just one year after her parents, Almerian and Elizabeth (Jewett) Bourn who were born in Mass., came to Ohio in 1839. "After marriage, I.N. and Angeline settled on the old homestead where their resident still is (in 1880). (This is where the Harvey McElroy farm now is on Ross Rd., Trenton Twp.) In May of 1880, I.N. sold his farm for $1000. cash and soon after bought one of 47 acres at $60.00 an acre from A. C. Bowers; he also worked 83 acres of his mother's (Cyrus' and Margaret's) farm." In late years he retired to a house and lot in Condit across from the schoolhouse and cemetery. His son, Seth, then took over the farming. Issue III: Alvey Seth and Mark 1 - Alvey Seth b. 1867 died 1953 md Estella M. (1872-1952) both buried in Trenton Cemetery, Condit, Ohio. Seth was a farmer. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 30) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ba597d4719ac14eb1e648c6b7013d8da.jpg 38c5c0d66dad821d35e0dd98d97cf867 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 31] [corresponds to page 29 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the family of Isaac Newton, the 6th child of Cyrus, Seth and Estella Longshore family ________________________________________ Issue IV Eva, Von, Fern, and Iva Longshore 1 - Eva Longshore b 1891 on 10/26/1923 md Grover Gorsuch (d 1/28/1971) Issue V: 1 - Ceeta Gorsuch b 12/4/1927 md on 12/23/1951 to Lawrence J. Sillan live in Newark Issue VI: 1 - Robert Emory Sillan b 9/1952 2 - Diane Sillan b 1957 2 - Von Longshore b 1896 md Clifton Feasel 10/19/1922 live in Condit, Ohio no ch. [obituary: Lucile Bailey] 3 - Fern b 1893 d 1979 md. Harry Cornell on 6/19/1913 Harry died 1963 from effects of a paralyzing stroke a few years earlier. He was a school bus driver and later a railroader. They had lived in Trenton Twp., Mt. Vernon, and in late years during his invalidism, they lived with son, Alva, in Cincinnati, where Fern kept house for him and his motherless daughters. Harry died there. [obituary: Fern Elizabeth Cornell] Issue: V: Lucille Cornell and Alva Clay Cornell 1 - Lucille Cornell b 4/20/1914 md Dale Bailey 10/10/1934 They live in Trenton Twp. Dale Bailey recently retired as Landmark County Manager Issue: VI- Marvin, Joan, Mary Lou 1. Marvin Bailey b 8/20/1935 md Gwendolyn in 1955 Marvin is an employee of Landmark Inc. They live in Delaware, Ohio Issue: VII Bruce, Keith, Steve Bailey 1 - Bruce Bailey b 9/3/1956 2 - Keith Bailey b 9/5/1958 3 - Steve Bailey b 1/29/1960 2 - Joan Bailey b 5/20/1937 md Richard Moore on 5/29/1955, Richard farms near Johnstown Issue: VII Don, Carolyn, Dianne, Linda, Connie Moore Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 31) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b0c15855119594bdef3c68181b80d696.jpg cff7190d359eb7758094a9f605a0bfac Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 32] [corresponds to page 30 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the family of Isaac Newton, the 6th child of Cyrus-Family of Seth and Estella descendants. ____________________________________________________________________________ [obituary: Forest Dale Bailey] 3 - Mary Lou Bailey b 1/17/1940 md Ted C. Harper They live in Columbus Issue VI- 1 - Kenny Dale Harper b 4/23/1964 2 - Lee Orva Harper b 8/23/1965 II B 6 V 2 - Alva Clay Cornell b 9/26/1917 md Ruth McKenzie (III 1) on 2/19/1943 Issue VI- 1 - Charles David Cornell b 1/16/1944 to Ruth Alva and Ruth divorced Alva md Iola Frye (d in 1961) 2 - Alice Jean Cornell b 5/29/1953 3 - Phyllis Marie Cornell b 5/29/1953 Alva md Bina Von Bolborth on 1/3/1969 No children. They live in Cincinnati, Ohio IV 4 Iva Longshore b. md Harold Bailey on 9/30/1920 He farms. They live on Trenton Rd. in Harlem Twp. Delaware County, Ohio Issue V- Marcella Bailey 1 - Marcella Bailey b 5/9/1921 md Forrest Earl Edwards in 1937 Divorced Issue VI Forrest LeRoy (Jack Edwards b 11/19/1937 Marcella md2 George Lynn in 1942 and live Trenton Twp. Delaware County, Ohio Issue VI Carolyn Sue Lynn and Peggy Lorraine 1 - Carolyn Sue Lynn b 5/29/1947 md Robert Smith in 1965 Issue VII: 1 - Bobby Smith 2 - Jodie Smith 3 - Shelly Smith 4 - Jennifer Smith 2 - Peggy Lorraine Lynn b 9/28/1950 Md Robert Berridge live in Harlem Twp. Delaware County Issue VII: 1 - Valerie Berridge 2 - Patricia Berridge Issue III - Mark b. 1868- There is a great mystery in connection with Mark. As a young man, he suddenly decided to take a trip; later writing an affectionate letteer from Wisconsin to his parents expressing regret as to necessary for the trip but still not explaining it. He was never heard from again. His grieving family and fiance could only believe he had met with foul play somewhere. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 32) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/09737ba68ec6fd73d8ed1fea791d52ee.jpg 2e825cf1d4c6cc5520f6bde43b28d87e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 33] [corresponds to page 31 of I-DENTITY] Carlyle once said that "History is the essense of innumerable biographies". An appropriate follow-up might be a statement by Longfellow in which he said, "We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while we judge others by what they have done." Oft times later generations can be inspired by the achievements of those gone on before or be put on guard by their failures. We cannot rest on the laurels of our ancestors; neither are we held to account for their deeds; we can rise above or sink below their character, but the fact remains we are a composite of our ancestors and that is why Susie may "take after" Aunt Mary or Johnny after Uncle Joe or Granddad. Strange how the genes work _______________________________________________________________________________ After the death of Truman's 2nd wife, Lucretia, in 1881, Truman brought his motherless children back to Ohio and he never went out west again. The children were taken in by various family members until old enough to go on their own. Since Harriet (Longshore) and her husband, George Ginn, only had one child, Elmine, at home they took 14 year old Milo into their home. One day when Milo was near 18 years of age, he went downtown to get a loaf of bread for his aunt. Two years later he returned and tossed a loaf of bread on the table, saying, "Here's your loaf of bread!" The 2nd time he left he kept in contact with them. The Ginns also had been in Iowas for three years but George become so homesick they came back to Ohio. This was prior to Truman's tragedy. When Clem Longshore, along with his parents, Truman and Lucretia and their family were traveling out west from Ohio, they used a flat bed wagon. They had a team of horses, two cows, one sow, and a dog. On the wagon was a bed, dresser, and two stoves. The womenfolk rode on the wagon and drove the team while the father and sons walked. When they came to a cabin, it was customary for that family to provide accommodations for the travelers. They fed the family and livestock. The men of the house went outside and slept under the wagon with the traveling men while the women all slept inside the house. When the Longshores arrived at their destination, they turned the horses out to pasture. The horses ran off toward home with the dog. The dog made it on home but the horses stopped at the "big river". Later the horses were found beside a large river (which lay on the homeward route) which evidently they were reluctant to cross. A postcard informed the Longshores of the horses' whereabouts. Truman took a train to retrieve the horses. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 33) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e61228d997504f6f9d513c1853735df8.jpg c6582085e7ac492acfd285dd9a54aa07 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 34] [corresponds to page 32 of I-DENTITY] YOUR NAME You got it from your father, It was all he had to give, So it's yours to use and cherish For as long as you may live. If you abuse the watch he gave you, It can always be replaced, But a black mark on your name, Can never be erased. It was clean the day he gave it And a worthy name to bear, When you got it from your father There was no dishonor there. So make sure you guard it wisely, for After all is said and done, You'll be glad the name is spotless When you give it to your son. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 34) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ac4392b214a2ee952beb1bd76b1d4750.jpg f847dc84648d8df574e9d83d696dd32f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 35] [corresponds to page 34 of I-DENTITY] Truman Longshore Fourth Son of Cyrus Longshore II B4 The Truman Longshore line is being recorded out of sequence of Cyrus' sons because his family seemed to be more prolific, plus the fact he and most of his Ohio ancestors and their descendants remained or still live in the particular area where this compiler lives. Therefore, information is more accessible as well as personal knowledge and contact with the subjects and availability of resource material gives more insight to this line. Every effort has been made to research the other lines and all submitted material has been appreciated and used. Consequently an abundance of data follows: possibly Job 14:1-9 expresses what he may have felt at times: "Man is born of woman, is of few days, and full of trouble." Truman was one of the four, out of six, sons who survived his father, Cyrus; Jonathan and Minor having died before 1870. He and his mother, Margaret were executors of Cyrus' will. Truman was sort of a jack-of-all-trades, having farmed a great amount, he was a competent teamster, operated a sawmill and tile mill, et cetera. He must have been somewhat of an adventurer considering that he got around considerably for that day of poor traveling facilities. The railroad came to Delaware in 1851 and it was called the "Big Four" since it ran through Cleveland, Columbus, Cincinnati, and Indianapolis, and Truman could have used its accommodations some of the time. At any rate, get around he did, whether by horseback, carriage, stagecoach, covered wagon, or by rail. To travel by any of these methods required super desire, courage, a strong constitution, and perseverance! Truman may have been enticed to pursue greener pastures by the lectures of Horace Greeley who was a journalist and politician who went around over the country lecturing with the clarion call "Go west, young man!" hinting of riches and acclaim that lay just beyond for the going and claiming. It is known that some of Truman's Longshore cousins also answered this call and went West; perhaps forming a wagon train. Rumblings from some of the wives' grumblings are still being heard of, such as; "Haint no sense to it at all!" The women were content with their lot in life right where they were. The gold rush of 1849 (although Truman at 14 was too young to embark at that time) may have had some appeal although there is no record of any Longshore having found gold! Some of the Longshores must have found something they liked in Illinois and Iowa because some went and stayed. Most of them eventually came back to Ohio and their roots here. It is known that Truman found his first wife, Larusia Bouier, in Peoria, Illinois in 1859. Most likely he lived out there farming before and in the early part of his marriage. His son, Clem, many times told the story of his father's second move out to Illinois. They went by covered wagon. In the late fall, they turned the horses out to open pasture as was the custom there. The horses and dog must have been homesick because they ran off toward Ohio. Later the horses were found beside a large river (which lay on the homeward route) which evidently they were reluctant to cross. The dog left them (as compared to Ohio's at that time) and said that one time he harrowed corn all day and didn't get over the field. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 35) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/41696bccde1ad137f836b87582b81dde.jpg 029b32a32d257469a3158dfa70b6331e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 36] [corresponds to page 35 of I-DENTITY] It is thought that the first three of Truman's children were born in Ohio and the other five in Illinois. It is re- corded that Will was born in Ohio and that Clem was born in a log house on his grandfather Cyrus' farm - possibly the tenant house, in 1865. Truman was back in Ohio at that time and also in 1870 at the time of his father's death. Larusia had died the year before at age 35. She is buried at Condit, Ohio. In 1871, Truman married Lucretia [underlined] Peters. A copy of her father's biography follows: Also taken from Baskins 1880 Delaware County History -- Daniel H. Peters, farmer and stockraiser; P.O. Green, Licking County, Ohio is a son of William and Sarah (Bashford) Peters; his father was of English descent, and born in Maryland; his mother of Irish descent; her father was from Cork, Ireland. Mr. Peters's father emigrated to Ohio about 1816, and his grandfather came to America in 1808, and served awhile in the War of 1812. Mr. Peters was born Jun 26, 1820, in Pickaway County, Ohio and came to Licking Co., in April, 1822. Nov. 27, 1842, he was married to Miss R. Iles; she was born in Licking Co.; they had nine children - Sarah J., Lucretia, James W. Effie, Oliver, Emma, William P., Melissa, and Martha. His wife died Oct. 6, 1863; she was a member of the M.E. Church. Daniel was again married, in 1864, to Mary A., daughter of Edward and Mary Lake, by whom he had six children; five living - Rose D., Frank J., Milton H., Mark M., William S. and John M who died Nov. 21, 1869. He (Daniel) lived, after marriage in Licking Co. four years and then rented his present farm of 124 acres, which he bought two years afterward. About 1859, he learned the carpenter's trade, and has thus been enabled to make his own farm improvements; in 1864, he commenced dealing in Spanish merino sheep, which he supplies to those wanting at fair prices; he has filled his share of the township offices, and is now a member of the Christian Union Church, as are also five members of his family. He has served as Supt. of Sunday School for 25 yrs, and many years as Elder. This church now has membershp of 100. He is a member of Sparrow Lodge, No. 400, A.F.& M. According to a granddaughter, Daniel Peters score of children reached 17! (Daniel H. Peters: June 26, 1820 - Aug 23, 1900 Mary I. Iles: Jan. 17, 1840 - Nov. 10, 1900 b d in Wapello Cemetery, Iowa After 1871, Truman and Lucretia moved to Ill. with his family of three sons: William, Edson B., and Clem. Soon Dean, Mae, Newton, Milo, and Nellie joined the throng. But again tragedy struck when Lucretia died in 1881 at age 36. A broken man returend to Ohio with a ['covered' crossed out] wagon load of motherless children. Will, the eldest at 21, returned to the West and was married that fall. It is thought that he kept 2 year old Nellie and Newt, age 7. It is not known what 19 yr old Edson did but Clem at age 16 was old enough to do a man's work so he lived with his father's uncle, Warner and Cordelia and daughter, Mary, on the farm. Cordelia passed away in 1882 so then the spinster daughter, Mary, kept house for her father and Clem. Warner's daughter, Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 36) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ab7794617dbc7e7ef7a821adaec9013f.jpg 32bfdbcfb8354f1a365ddd75bba9523f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 37] [corresponds to page 36 of I-DENTITY] Harriett and her husband George Ginn, having only one (at home) child, Elmine aged 9, took five year old Milo to raise. Mae, who was eight went to live with a sister of Lucretia's in Mich. It is not known where Dean, aged 9, stayed, but when he turned 18 he went to Iowa where he settled. So, compassionate relatives "took in" the children and it was such a commendable thing to do. Everyone did the best they could but still the family circle was broken. However the family, though scattered hither and yon, remained close in spirit and all kept in touch, visiting each as often as possible. Most of them eventually settled in Central Ohio. Truman did not set up housekeeping again until Mae was old enough to keep house for him. He then purchased a place in Olive Green in 1886. At that time a Doc Foster and Truman became business partners in a tile mill. All went well until Doc decided to shoot himself dead in a tile kiln. Just one more upheaval in Truman's life. He lived to age 78 and died in 1913. All of his children lived long lives except Nellie, who died at 35. The others averaged out to over 78; Clem lived to be the oldest-passing on at age 90 in 1955. Reading of the trauma that went on in these families' lives reminds one of Elizabeth Akers Allen's poem: Rock Me to Sleep Backward, turn backward, O Time in your flight, Make me a child again, just for tonight! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth a few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;-- Rock me to sleep, Mother, - rock me to sleep! I am so weary of toil and of tears; Toil without recompense, Tears all in vain; Take them, and give me my childhood again! I have grown weary of dust and decay, - Weary of flinging my soul wealth away; Weary of sowing for others to reap; - Rock me to sleep, Mother, - rock me to sleep! Elizabeth Akers Allen's poem, "Rock Me to Sleep" 3rd verse Tired of the follow, the base, the untrue, Mother, O Mother, my heart calls for you! Many a summer the grass has grown green, Blossomed and faded, our faces between; Yet with strong yearning and passionate pain, Long I tonight for your presence again. Come from the silence so long and so deep; - Rock me to sleep, Mother, - rock me to sleep! Over my heart in the days that are flown, No love like mother love ever has shown; No other worship abides and endures, Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours; None like a mother can charm away pain From the sick soul, and the world-weary brain, Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 37) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/83ac7fd53847c343825d767c84f8b863.jpg ebe55ce4dbd6ed63a12f9ea500855242 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 38] [corresponds to page 37 of I-DENTITY] Slumber's soft calm o'er my heavy lids creep; - Rock me to sleep, Mother, - rock me to sleep! Come let your brown hair, just lighted with gold; Fall on your shoulders again, as of old; Let it drop over my forehead tonight, Shading my faint eyes away from the light; For with its sunny edged shadows once more, Happily will throng the sweet visions of yore; Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep; - Rock me to sleep, Mother, - rock me to sleep! Mother, dear Mother, the years have been long Since I last listened your lullaby song; Sing, then unto my soul it shall seem Womanhood's years have been only a dream; Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace, With your light lashes just sweeping my face, Never hereafter to wake or to weep; - Rock me to sleep, Mother, - rock me to sleep! This poem was found in McGuffey's Fifth Reader Revised. It is familiar to the scholars of that era. Many committed it to memory. The data on the Truman Longshore line was supplied mostly by Harold Longshore, son of Homer, and his mother, Bessie, who live in Wapello, Iowa. They have come to the Longshore reunions throughout the years whenever possible and every year recently. They have contributed greatly to the over-all effort to "keep in touch". The Family of Truman Longshore Fourth Son of Cyrus Longshore IB II 4 Truman Longshore b 11/6/1835 d 1/16/1913 md in 1859 to Larusia Bouier (from Peoria Ill.- b 1834 d 2/20/1869 A 35) both bd Trenton Cemetery, Condit, Ohio Issue III: 1 - William Armanthus Longshore 2 - Edson B. Longshore 3 - Steven Clement Longshore III- 2 Edson B. Longshore b 11/6/1863 d 7/19/1944 md Jane Ham in 1909 Jane died 7/22/1913 No issue Edson married Edna Ward on 8/21/1918 Edna d 8/4/1967 No issue Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus line, William Armanthus Longshore Branch. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 38) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/769a767aff84542cbcfa9dee9e5e85e9.jpg bbf70543fcf598a90fd0742bfaf7e5cb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 39] [corresponds to page 38 of I-DENTITY] III-1 William Armanthus Longshore (Will) b 10/6/1860 d 10/14/1934 Age 74 settled in Minnesota Most of his descendants live in that general area of Albertlea, Minnesota. md Amy Jane Peters (b 5/19/1862) on 10/6/1881 Will was a tall, big broad shouldered man It is thought that they kept his sister, Nellie and brother, Newt, for awhile. Will was a farmer; the first to raise field corn in the state of Minnesota.Prior to that, Minnesotans raised caffer corn. Will kept visiting Ohio and taking back samples of Ohio corn seed until finally he got a crop started there. Issue IV: - Earl Francis, Louella May, Esther Longshore 1 - Earl Francis Longshore b 12/17/1885 d 7/26/1954 Md Merry Christmas Miller (b 12/25/1885) on Christmas Day, 1905 Issue V: - Beverly Elise, Lois, Miller, William Miller, and Rondald Longshore V-1 Beverly Elise Longshore b 3/8/1907 md 9/29/1925 to Victor James Christensen (b 4/4/1907) Issue: VI - Jeanne Marie, Lloyd LeRoy, Leslie James, Dale Lincoln Christensen VI - 1 Jeanne Marie Christensen b 4/29/1927 md on 2/14/1945 to Carl B. Matthies (b 6/1922) Issue VII: - Steven Carl and Wendy Jeanne Matthies VII - 1 Steven Carl Matthies b 10/15/1945 md on 4/9/1966 to Mary Bruder 2-Wendy Jeanne Matthies b 2/18/1950 VI - 2 Lloyd LeRoy Christensen b 7/13/1930 on 9/19/1954 md Geraldine Bogan Schutz (b 11/10/1934) Issue VII- 1 - Brian Scott Christensen b 9/7/1955 2 - David Loyd Christensen b 6/7/1959 3 - Mark Allen Christensen b 5/7/1962 VI-3 Leslie James Christensen b 7/13/1930 on 12/31/1950 md Yvonne Marie Amlet (b 7/6/1930) Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus line, William Armanthus Longshore Branch Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 39) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f35c34669303d07288af21741537aa7a.jpg 74d7e3f1bab0f71817a5e284ae792c54 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 40] [corresponds to page 39 of I-DENTITY] Issue: VII Cynthia Yvonne, Beth Ann, Leslie Jane, and Donna Ranae Christensen VII-1 Cynthia Yvonne Christensen b 9/30/1951 2 Beth Ann Christensen b 7/17/1953 3 Leslie Jane Christensen b 10/25/1958 4 Donna Ranae Christensen b 8/15/1962 VI- 4 Dale Lincoln Christensen b 9/4/1934 on 8/6/1955 md Martha Judith Bruder (b 6/28/1936) Issue VII Dean Dale and Dianne Lynn Christensen VII-1 Dean Dale Christensen b 12/23/1956 2 Dianne Lynn Christensen b 5/12/1958 V-2 Lois Miller Longshore b 4/29/1915, on 10/19/1933 md Luther LaVern Dillavou - live in Albertlea, Minn. Luther LaVern Dillavou (b 3/4/1906) Issue VI: Romelle Mae, Sandra Sue, Lois Geraldene, and Earl LaVern Dillavou VI-1 Romelle Mae Dillavou b 5/18/1936, on 5/28/1960 md Ernest H. Enderson (b 7/14/1931) - Romelle md her first husband, George Flattum on 7/18/1954, dv in 1957 - 2 children adopted by Ernest Enderson Issue VII - Gary Alvin, Constance Mae, Tomothy Ernest, and Patricia Jean Enderson VII-1 Gary Alvin (Flattum) Enderson b 4/29/1955 2 Constance Mae (Flattum) Enderson b 7/2/1956 3 Tomothy Ernest Enderson b 1/20/1961 4 Patricia Jean Enderson b 4/3/1962 VI-2 Sandra Sue Dillavou b 8/5/1937 on 12/26/1955 md Orin Roisen (b 3/8/1935) Issue VII- Julie Gayle, Donna Lee, David Orrin, and Roger LaVern Roisen VII- 1 Julie Galye [Gayle] Roisen b 7/10/1956 2 Donna Lee Roisen b 12/1/1957 3 David Orrin Roisen b 1/1/1959 4 Roger LaVern Roisen b 4/1/1962 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 40) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/98c09ac2c6c9291624dfa64f166b3906.jpg ebecc389dcedb019ee31a431d15fcb9e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 41] [corresponds to page 40 of I-DENTITY] Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus Longshore, William Armanthus Longshore Branch continued ______________________________________________________________________________ V 2 Clifford C. Hammer b 10/21/1920, on 12/10/1921 md Betty Jean LaValle (b 12/10/1921) Issue VI 1 - Annette Rae Hammer b 8/5/1941, on 6/9/1959 md Roger Alden Walberd (b 9/28/1939) Issue VII 1 - Richard Roger Walberd b 12/10/1961 2 - Suzanne K. Hammer b 1/17/1948 3 - Charles C. Hammer b 3/4/1951 Third child of Wm. A. & Amy J. (Peters) Longshore IV - 3 Esther Elma Longshore b 1/1/0/1893, on 7/18/1908 md Alonzo Wilson Cram (b 9/19/1888 - d 9/11/1955) Issue V: - Raymond Alonzo, Alma Beatrice, William Earl, Amy Jane, Cleon Forrest, Clayton Clair, and Marlene Rea Cram V - 1 Raymond Alonzo Cram b 11/26/1908, on 12/20/1933 md Esther Alvira Anderson (b4/5/1914- d 7/30/1968) Issue VI: 1- Lonene Cram b 10/11/1936 on 8/6/1957 md Vincent Novak (b 1/11/1934) 2- Jack Cram b 6/30/1938, on 11/29/1958 md Mary Alice Pearce (b10/7/1941) V - 2 Alma Beatrice Cram b 1/4/1911, on 3/19/1929 md Manly M. Olson (b 5/13/1909) Issue VI - Doreen, Richard, Arlan, Karelyn Olson 1 - Doreen VonDell Olson b 9/8/1930 on 7/29/1950 md Clifford H. Plaisance (b 9/8/1929) Issue VII 1 - Kim Clifford Plaisance b 8/18/1951 2 - Angelesque Dee Plaisance b 12/2/1954 2 - Richard Olson b 12/11/1931 on 8/9/1952 md Florence Young b 10/10/1931 Issue VII 1 - Cynthia Louise Olson b 7/27/1953 2 - Karen Ann Olson b 5/13/1956 3 - Julie Ann b 7/25/1958 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 41) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b7cc36b5cad544c95f46c26d1e42cbca.jpg ea0a62c518a0e18886ba8a760045ca62 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 42] [corresponds to page 41 of I-DENTITY] Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus line, William Armanthus Longshore Branch through the family of his daughter,Esther, his third and last child. _________________________________________________________________________ Issue VI cont. 3 -Arlan Craig Olson b 8/25/1936, on 6/8/1957 md yla Abbott (b 1/24/1937) Issue VII: 1 - Lisa Marie Olson b 4/11/1959 2 - Dayne Lynn Olson b 1/6/1961 4 -Karelyn Kay Olson b 12/2/1938, on 8/3/1958 md Keith Alan Porter (b 6/8/1937) Issue VII: 1 - Kristie Kay Porter b 7/2/1959 2 - Keith Alan Porter, Jr. b 1/14/1961 V - 3 William Earl Cram b 12/15/1915, on 9/22/1934 md Hazel Torgerson (b 10/13/1914) Issue VI: 1 - Lonna Byll Cram b 5/28/1937 d 3/12/1971 2 - Kath E. Cram b 10/7/1954 V - 4 Amy Jane b 5/13/1920 d 2/19/1926 V - 5 Cleon Forrest Cram b 6/11/1922, on 10/16/1942 md Harriett Christenson Issue VI: 1 - Marc A. Cram b 3/12/1946 2 - Todd A. Cram b 9/11/1947 3 - Carol Ann Cram b 7/7/1954 V - 6 Clayton Clair Cram b 9/25/1929, on 9/26/1950 md Marlys Evenson (b 9/20/1930) Issue VI: 1 - Nancy Jo Cram b 11/8/1951 2 - Jane Louise Cram b 11/1953 V - 7 Marlene Rea Cram b 7/7/1935 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 42) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d83c3a04a04ba12b0abffcc348bf03ac.jpg 284bb7517330dd4a91fa4471b8e8f080 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 43] [corresponds to page 42 of I-DENTITY] Line of Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus continued _________________________________________________________________ The Longshore train comes back to its Ohio source for a time and visits with the third son of Truman's, Clem Longshore. Depot - Sunbury, Ohio and nearby areas. Clem's three sons all live rural route Sunbury and their children have about all settled nearby. Clem Longshore was born in Ohio; at age 16, he came back from Illinois with his family as the result of his stepmother, Lucretia's death. He lived with his Uncle Warner's family in Trenton twp., Delaware County and worked on the farm there. Later he purchased the farm and remained there the rest of his 90 years. The farm is now owned and operated by his son, Lester, who have lived on it all of his 76 years. Clem was a slightly built man, rather short in stature. Always in good humor. He was a devoted husband caring tenderly for his wife Ella, during her invalidism several years,before her death. He was a widower for 24 years. He enjoyed traveling. His daughter-in-laws were as fond of him as his sons as he treated them with respect. His grandchildren adored him. On his 77th birthday he ice skated on the creek (in February) on his farm (this creek was and still is the recreational spot for the whole family). His grandchildren loved to fish but did not want to clean the small fish so they would give them to Grandpa and he would clean them and fry them crisp and crunch them, bones and all! Although he visited each of his sons every day, he never caused any trouble because he never interfered in their business or took sides in any disagreements. Everyone loved to see him come. When his Great grandson, Jim, was born, Clem walked out across the plowed field (in May, 1954) to where his son, John, was working and announced, "Today I am a rich man" and then told of the birth of his first great grandson (with the Longshore name). This was when he was 89 and he could still get excited over the birth of a child! He enjoyed doing favors for people and many is the time he took someone to the doctor for regular treatments or took someone on an errand. He seemed to enjoy his retirement because he could and did make himself useful. In his late years, his granddaughter, Betty and her husband, Sam Watts, lived with Clem keeping house for him and caring for him when he needed it. His life after age 16was somewhat serene and certainly more settled than his father Truman's had been. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 43) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7616b7289281c3a8ac4cce8e17cb9292.jpg 8b485decb7972776d360c629b5eb5ab0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 44] [corresponds to page 43 of I-DENTITY] Family of Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus continued ____________________________________________________________ Steven Clement Longshore The third son of Truman Longshore III - 3 Steven Clement Longshore b 2/22/1865 in Trenton Twp, Delaware County, Ohio - d 10/27/1955 at him home at age 90. On 5/28/1895, md Ella Watts (b 8/2/1862 - d 2/21/1931).Ella was born in Genoa Twp. Delaware County, Ohio, daughter of John and Lavina Ginn Watts, one of eight children. (Ella's Great Great Grandfather (on her mother's side) was killed by the Indians, as well as his wife, daughter and 2 sons during the Revolutionary war. One son, Ella's Grandfather, was released by the Indians so he could tell the sad news.) Obituary of Clement Longshore "Steven Clement Longshore was born Feb. 22, 1865 in Trenton Township. He was the son of Truman and Lurusia Longshore. On May 28, 1895, Clem was united in marriage to Ella Watts. To this union four children were born: William, Bryan, James Lester, and John Glendon. One child died in infancy. His wife, Ella, preceded him in death. She died in 1931." "Clem was a farmer for his active lifetime. He was member of Vans Valley Methodist Church more than 50 years. He passed into the life eternal on Oct. 27, 1955 leaving to mourn his departure his 3 sons, 14 grandchildren, 6 greatgrandchildren and a host of other relatives and friends." Issue IV: William Bryan, James Lester, John Glendon 1 - William Bryan Longshore b 7/20/1896 Trenton Twp., Delaware County, Ohio on 9/2/1922 md Inez Born (b 3/9/1894 d 2/15/1985) Bill worked for 35 years as a foreman in Hamilton Milk Plant in Columbus.(later owned by Borden's) until retirement. Has lived most of his married life in Berkshire Twp., Delaware County, Ohio IV 2 James Lester Longshore b 4/23/1900 Trenton Twp., Delaware County, Ohio On 10/10/1921 md Ina Lillian Adams (b 11/25/1904 - d 4/10/1943). Ina was a daughter of Frank and Mary (Morrison) Adams, b in Ohio. Issue: V V - 1 - Ruth Evelyn Longshore b Columbus, Ohio b 8/1/1924 works as an accountantlives in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 44) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c6def2e0b4bb5596bf41dfe7597ddc80.jpg f0663b2701a3e566021d9dfc7de2fbda Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 45] [corresponds to page 44 of I-DENTITY] Family of Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus, James Lester and Ina (Adams) Longshore family ______________________________________________________________________ V - 2 Leona May Longshore b 7/25/1928 on 3/8/1949 md John Eli Pratt (b 11/2/1927) Mgr. of General Tire Store West in Columbus. they live in Hilliard, Ohio. Issue VI: 1 - Patti Ann Pratt (b 9/14/1959) Patti will be a senior at Hilliard High and recently (from a scholarship test) rated in the upper 2% of students in United States. 2 - Pamela Ruth Pratt b 8/27/1961 Leona and Ruth both were born in Columbus but moved to Berkshire Twp. in 1930. IV 2 James Lester Longshore b 4/23/1900 d 10/31/1988'Trenton Twp. Ohio. On 10/10/1921 md. Ina Lillian Adams (b 11/25/1904 d 4/10/1943 Ina was a daughter of Frank and Mary (Morrison) Adams, b in Ohio. Issue V: 7 children - Betty Ellen, James Russell, Violet May,Kenneth Lee, Dorothy Lurusia, Margaret Darlene, and Phillip Bruce Longshore. Lester md Beatrice (Glass) Goings (b 4/9/1918) on 6/9/1950 Beatrice had 3 children: Margaret Louise Going b 4/28/1938, in Pagetown, West Virginia, md Donald McGlothlin 12/5/1955 - dv in 1970 - Margaret md2 Jim Fish in 1972,Delaware Issue: Donald McGlothlin Jr. b 11/29/1956 1 - Donald md Teresa Issue: Delisha Dawn McGlothlin 2 - Drema Jean McGlothlin b 12/16/1965 Marjorie Carol Goings b 9/8/1939 md Delano Walker (b 4/10/1937) on 10/5/1955 - live on a farm near Condit in Trenton Twp. Issue: William LeRoy Walker b 1956 Bart Walker b 1960 Nancy L. Goings b 7/19/1942 md Elmer Clayton on 9/5/1958 - dv 1964 Issue: Linda, Michael, and Lisa Clayton Nancy Clayton md Eduardo Quijada Issue: Lisa (Clayton) Quijada b 2/5/1965 adopted by Eduardo Eduardo Quijada, Jr. (Sonny) b 1/25/1968 This family lives in Delaware, Ohio. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 45) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/21adc35b6c956a6e7d8a3dded758aa2b.jpg e4ce7f91fe042c7fbbf40b1a49294a1b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 46] [corresponds to page 45 of I-DENTITY] Line of Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus, Family of Clem and Ella Watts Longshore--Lester and Ina Adams Longshore family continued ________________________________________________________________________________ IV 2 V 1 - Betty Ellen Longshore b 11/7/1922 in Trenton Twp. md Charles (Sam) Watts (b 4/16/1919) on 3/17/1942 Sam Watts works for Nestle's Inc. and Betty for The Sunbury News. They live north of Sunbury on a farm. Issue: VI 1 - Steven Bruce Watts b 3/17/1951 Trenton Twp. Steve is a physical education teacher. He works Works with Columbus Parks & Recreation centers.Lives in Columbus, Ohio. 2 - Linda Rene Watts b 7/2/1954 Trenton Twp. md Larry Arthur DeMint on 4/28/1973 Larry is a brick mason contractor. Rene works for Farmers's Bank, Sunbury Issue: V 2- James Russell Longshore b 5/25/1925, on 3/26/1950 md Maxine (Linnabary) Nuckles (b 9/15/1919) Issue VI; Ina Claire, James William, and Craig Thomas Longshore Maxine had three children by a previous marriage: Charles Allen, Janet Carole, and Cheryl Lynne Nuckles VI - 1-Claire Longshore b 5/3/1951, on 8/5/1972 md John Kenneth Raybuck (b 11/19/1949) John is employed by Nationwide Insurance in Columbus. Claire teaches 2nd grade in Gahanna Elementery. They live in Gahanna, Ohio. Claire b Trenton twp. John born in Reynoldsville, Pennsylvania but grew up in Painesville, Ohio ch: Jennifer, Joshua, Betsy 2- James William Longshore b 5/17/1954 in Trenton Twp. Delaware County Employed by Cellar Lumber Co., Westerville. 3- Thomas Longshore b 6/15/1960 in Berkshire Twp. Delaware County, Ohio. Attends Big Walnut High School in sunbury Russell formerly farmed but is now a Landmark employee Russell's step-children: -- 1 Charles Allen Nuckles b 6/8/1938 md in 1958 to Barbara Jane Satterfield (b 8/1942) Reside in Simi, Calif. (near Los Angeles) Charles employed at Rocketdyn Aircraft Charles b Trenton Twp. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 46) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a2337e0d7b5ccf7c0f8463715d1ab5e7.jpg 139318b32819b034a1d18b4da8c8f0e4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 47] [corresponds to page 46 of I-DENTITY] Line of Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus, Family of Clem and Ella Watts Longshore-- Russell and Maxine (Linnabary) Longshore family continued ___________________________________________________________________________________ Issue: Dennis Ray Nuckles and Denise Kay Nuckles B 10/18/1958 in Sunbury, Ohio 2 Janet Carole Nuckles b 5/1/1943 in Sunbury md. Bradford Leo Freeman in 1961 dv 1969 Issue: Jeffrey Allen Freeman b 11/13/1961 in Sunbury Angela Eileen Freeman b 8/28/1964 in Westerville Janet md 2 Charles E. Mallett (7/11/1946) on 9/5/1975 - Live in Westerville 3- Cheryl Lynne Nuckles b 4/14/1946 in 1962 md Lawrence Hancock dv 10/1963 Issue: Gina Louise Hancock b 2/4/1963 Cheryl md 2 Edgar Belford 10/10/1964 dv 1970 Issue: Gina Belford (Ed adopted Gina Hancock) Michael Charles Belford b 11/5/1968 Cheryl md 3 Robert Harold Morgan (b 3/25/1945) Live in Whittier, California V 3 Violet Mae Longshore b 2/13/1927 Trenton Twp, in 1946 md Howard (Andy) Cline (b 9/24/1919) He is employed by Limbach Mechanical Contractors. This family lives in Lewis Center, near Delaware, Ohio Issue VI: Jerry Neal, Robert Dean, Larry Edward, Sandra Sue, Ronda Lou, Douglas Wesley 1 - Jerry Neal Cline b 4/26/1947 on 10/12/1968 md Jeanne Beale (b 7/28/1949) Jerry employed by PPG. Issue VII 1 - Jessica Jeanne Cline b 12/17/1974 2 - Jason Nathaniel Cline b 7//1976 2 - Robert Dean Cline 5/24/1949 on 8/2/1969 md Sharon Karshner (b 12/29/1949) They live in Westerville, Ohio and Bob is employed by Ohio Harvestore 3 - Larry Edward Cline b 12/22/1958 Attends Olentangy High School 4 - Sandra Sue Cline b 4/2/1964 student md. 5 - Ronda Lou Cline b 4/2/1964 student 6 - Douglas Wesley Cline b 3/26/1969 student V 4 Kenneth Lee Longshore b 9/16/1932 Trenton Twp., on 11/17/1957 md Julia Keller (b 9/19/1938) They live in Trenton Twp. where Kenny farms. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 47) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7a17fefbddfcbe6d9a18ccdf10e96ad3.jpg 65b15ca27e7b8f80203b5259cfbf0852 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 48] [corresponds to back of page 46 of I-DENTITY] [photo: Clem Longshore Family] L-R - William (Bill) and wife, Inez John and wife, Frances] Lester and 2nd wife, Bea Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 48) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/35b81dd110ff47c168a2d3f1c5896c5d.jpg fe5731934e67d50f5b8da67fcb4e79c0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 49] [corresponds to page 47 of I-DENTITY] Line of Truman Longshore, son of Cyrus, Family of Clem and Ella Watts Longshore-- Kenneth and Julia (Keller) Longshore family continued _______________________________________________________________________ Issue VI 1 - Peggy Jo Longshore 4/7/1960 attends B.W. High School 2 - Karen Lyn 10/28/1962 attends B.W. High School V-5 Dorothy Lurusia Longshore b 4/12/1934, Sunbury, Ohio On 8/2/1953 md. Howard Hale (b 5/19/1931 - 9/13/1969) Howard was a farmer in Trenton, where his sons are presently farming his farm. Dorothy is an employee of Dollar Federal Loan in Sunbury. Issue VI: 1 - Howard Wayne Hale b 11/18/1955 student at O.S.U. 2 - David Lee Hale b 9/25/1958 will attend O.S.U. this fall David recently received a unique honor when he was selected as one of four Outstanding Young Citizens in Ohio. He was honored at a ceremony at which Archie Griffin received a similar honor for Outstanding Adult Citizen in Ohio 3 - John Allen Hale b 4/24/1961 student at B.W. High V-6 Margaret Darlene Longshore b 9/20/1938, Sunbury, Ohio Rt #1 On 7/21/1956 md. Robert Kean (b 2/18/1937) Robert is an employee of PPG in Delaware.Darlene is employed by a Delaware bank. The family lives on Longshore Road in Trenton Twp. Issue VI: 1- Debora Marie Kean b 5/1/1957 An employee of Penney's Ins. Co. 2- Diana Esther Kean b 2/16/1960 A student at B.W. High V-7 Phillip Bruce Longshore b 4/17/1941 in Trenton Twp. On 7/18/1959 md Judy Barr (7/18/1942) Phil is a deputy sheriff for Delaware County Judy works for the Delaware Unemployment Bureau This family lives in Trenton Twp. Issue VI: 1-Bruce William Longshore b 5/7/1960 2-Todd Allen Longshore b 2/11/1961 3-Sherri Lynn Longshore b 10/5/1963 4-Heidi Lee Longshore b 1/4/1965 At this writing all are students at B.W. High Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 49) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fe2f089d112ec87504788510ce63843b.jpg 5d3ff24f59b381f88273b6b6bf0f7f99 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 50] [corresponds to page 48 of I-DENTITY] IV 3 Third child of Clem and Ella (Watts) Longshore John Glendon Longshore b 4/26/1904 Trenton Twp, on 6/26/1931 md Frances Simms (b 10/31/1907) A farmer presently. In early marriage, lived in Columbus and drove a City Transit Bus. He then moved to Trenton Twp. and farmed but after he sold his dairy cows, he worked as a custodian for Gahanna School System. He has now retired and resumed farming full time. This family also lives on Longshore Road in Trenton Twp., neighbors to his father's farm. Issue: V Donald, Shirley, Carole, Robert, Randy 1- Donald Wayne Longshore b 8/29/1933 on 7/22/1963 md. Diana VanderHout in Milwaukee. Donald is employed by Allis chalmers. This family now lives near Milwaukee, Wisconsin. 2- Shirley Ann Longshore b 2/9/1936 on 8/22/1959 md William Mertel (b 10/12/1935) live near Cleveland, Ohio. Bill is an Art teacher in a Jewish school. Shirley is a temporarily retired kindergarten teacher. Issue VI: 1 Lori Lynn Mertel b 5/17/1966 2 Lisa Ellen Mertel b 10/21/1969 Students 3- Carole Lynn Longshore b 6/28/1938 On 10/8/1966 md Melvin Bell (b 6/18/1939) Melvin's employed by Columbus & Southern Ohio Electric. This family lives near Columbus, Ohio (Gahanna) Issue VI: 1- Lisa Ann b 12/19/1968 4- Robert Lee Longshore b 8/3/1942 Bob farms in Trenton Twp 5- Randy Allen Longshore b 4/5/1952 on 6/8/1973 md Kathy Ann Fuller (b 5/10/1955) Randy is an employee of Landmark, Inc. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 50) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d55a7b8ef783fa9f4fe6ba3331cd90f8.jpg c1244d5f11349e979a15cfc1ce7a65de Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 51] [corresponds to page 49 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of Truman & Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line Jmaes Dean and Nancy Elizabeth (Ryan) Family ________________________________________________________________________________ III Descendants of Truman & Lucretia Peters Longshore Issue IV: James Dean, Estella May, Isaac Newton,Milo E. & Nellie V. Longshore 1- James Dean b 1/16/1872 d 4/7/1952 Age 80 After age 18 settled in Iowa Born Delaware County, Ohio On 10/30/1894 md. Nancy Elizabeth (Ryan) This is a copy from a clipping out of the Wapello, Iowa newspaper sent to the Longshore Reunion secretary at the time of Dean's death. Obituary James Dean Longshore Born Delaware County, Ohio January 26, 1872. At age 18 went to Iowa to farm. Married on October 30, 1894 to Nancy Elizabeth Ryan. Children: Mattie Melissa, Homer Russell, Ernest Cecil, Bertha May, Mabel Dean, Paul Marion, Lela Valentine, James Vernon, Rollo Raymond, and Leslie Lewis. Elizabeth, his wife, died June 24, 1930. Son of Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore. Lived with Paul. Three sisters and two brothers preceded in death. Survived by two sons,Homer and Paul, and daughter, Mrs. Mabel Murray (Oakville). Survived by two brothers, Milo of Keokuk, Iowa and Clem Longshore of Sunbury, Ohio. Died April 7, 1952. Issue V: 1- Mattie Melissa Longshore b 12/13/1895 d 12/18/1909 d age 14 2- Homer Russell Longshore b 7/3/1897 d 9/21/1971 md Bessie E. Wilson (b 3/18/1906) on 7/3/1927 Issue VI: Harold Dean Longshore b 3/7/1929 LiveS in Wapello, Iowa Both Homer and Harold worked for the state Highway Dept. 3- Ernest Cecil Longshore b 9/20/1898 d 12/8/1927 on 6/28/1921 md Lela May Gunnells b (5/1903) Issue VI: 1 Nellie May b 5/12/1922 d 7/11/1923 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 51) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/41316701d65b0c567f7247ebba678102.jpg 89116342bad039b116702de3503d7786 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 52] [corresponds to page 50 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of Truman & Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line James Dean and Nancy Elizabeth (Ryan) Family __________________________________________________________________________ 2-Marjorie Jean Longshore b 1926 Marjorie was just a little past 1 year of age when her father died, so her aunt adopted her More about this later. 4-Bertha May b 5/11/1903 d 8/13/1923 on 2/1/1922 md James J. McKinney b 12/4/1890 d 12/11/1927) No issue: 5-Mabel Dean Longshore b 10/20/1904 on 6/14/1922 md Ben Murray (b 2/28/1903 d 6/19/1975) Issue: VI 1- Marjorie Jean Murray (adopted 1930 from Lela (Gunnel) Longshore Marjorie Jean Murray b 10/21/1926, on 11/3/1944 md. Allan Gerst (b 3/30/1923) dv 1966. Issue VII: Marlan Allan, Karen Dean, Janice Marie, Lynette Kay Gerst 1-Marlan Allan Gerst b 9/12/1947 md 3/7/1970 to Phyllis Jean Hinrichs(b 8/22/1950) 2- Karen Dean Gerst b 11/1/1949 on 3/20/1970 md Ronald Humphrey (b 7/8/1947) 3-Janice Marie Gerst b 9/29/1951 on 12/20/1969 md Robert V. Hutchinson (b 12/5/1949) Issue VI: Children Nancy b 7/4/1970 Trudi Ann b 12/24/1973 4-Lynette Kay Gerst b 2/16/1954 Marjorie Jean (Murray-Gerst) md2 John Humphries (b 6/18/1924) on 9/22/1966 6.Paul Marion Longshore b 3/15/1906 d 3/12/1970 md on 11/28/1928 to Margaret Ellen Merrick (b 6/1/1903) Paul d age 64 Issue VI: Helen Pauline and Robert LeRoy Longshore 1 Helen Pauline b 1/19/1930 on 2/23/1952 md Richard W. Kenyon (b 6/1/1929) Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 52) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ba8b0e4520ebb40b132b710d6172e28a.jpg 884fa612547949acba0b9d56fc13b555 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 53] [corresponds to page 51 of I-DENTITY] Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line Dean Longshore branch- Family of Paul Marion Longshore family ___________________________________________________________________ Issue VII: 1- Paula Michelle Kenyon b 8/13/1956 2- Richard Bruce Longshore b 4/15/1958 2-Robert LeRoy Longshore b 11/3/1933 On 6/23/1957 md. Mary Lou Hutchcroft Issue VII 1-Kathleen Ann Longshore b 10/20/1958 2-Karen Michelle Longshore b 5/16/1966 7. Lela Valentine Longshore b 2/14/1908 d 2/21/1933 md Ernest Clayton (her 1st cousin) on 12/30/1926 (More on this later) d age 25 - Children: William D., Verlee, & Cecile 8. James Vernon Longshore b 11/16/1910 d 6/24/1929 Age 19 9. Leslie Lewis Longshore b 1/28/1916 d 1/29/1916 10. Rollo Raymond Longshore b 4/13/1918 d 4/14/1918 (Note- This completes the Dean & Elizabeth Ryan Longshore Branch) 10 children: namely - Mattie Melissa, Homer Russell, Ernest Cecil, Bertha May, Mabel Dean, Paul Marion,Lela Valentine, James Vernon, Rollo Vernon [sic Raymond] Longshore This family saw much tragedy as 2 died in infancy; 2 died as teenagers; and 3 in their 20's. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 53) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/aebc6118abae09b844b525f6837a96da.jpg 2f20b6e821a155532b1d7b10cb626c58 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 54] [corresponds to page 52 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line IB III __________________________________________________________________________________ IV 2 Estella Mae Longshore b 5/20/1873 d 9/24/1949 md 8/18/1897 to James C. Clevenger (b 3/31/1874 d 5/2/1947) Issue V: Perry T., Carl C., and Eva Louise Clevenger 1 Perry T. Clevenger b 12/19/1898 d 3/22/1924 of TB md 7/23/1921 to Everetta Weaver 2 Carl C. Clevenger b 9/23/1902 md 7/4/1923 d 1988 to Ruth Hazelet (d 7/17/1926) Carl md2 Lois Drutchell (b 1904) 8/20/1927 Carl and Lois formerly lived in Condit, Ohio and moved about 15 years ago to Marysville Carl worked many years as a house painter. He is now retired and the family lives in Marysville, Union Co., Ohio.He is a tall slender man. Issue VI: Bernard, Donna & Norma 1 Bernard Clevenger b 3/12/1928 on 12/16/1950 md Mildred VanLoon dv Issue VII: 1 James Edward Clevenger b 6/11/1952 Bernard Clevenger md2 Frances Pruett Dowis Issue VII: 2 Carla Ann Clevenger b 9/30/1960 2 Donna Mae Clevenger b 3/24/1930 on 8/21/1949 md Lee Crawford b 12/29/1953 Donna owns and manages a Nursing Home in Marysville. Lee Ann is a college student. 3. Norma La Vonne Clevenger b about 1932 Norma has an office job in Columbus, Ohio, lives in Marysville. 3 Eva Louis Clevenger b 12/10/1910 d 1/28/1934 of TB md on 7/22/1930 to Sherman Walter Weiser. It's been said that Jim and Mae clevenger were wonderful people. The kind who were always on hand when a family or neighbor crisis arose; to comfort the bereaved or ailing and to help in a physical sense. "Uncle" Jim always had a bit of candy for the children; endearing himself to them. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 54) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3e05464b3db971e0e6ad62c3614cdbf8.jpg e1cbad50e94a00e70fde41b0cb88f302 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 55] [corresponds to page 53 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line Isaac Newton (Newt) and Susan (Roberts) Longshore family ______________________ IB III 3 Isaac Newton Longshore b 9/15/1874 d 11/4/1944 At age 70 on 10/1/1897 md susan C. Roberts (b 5/6/1876 d 7/3/1917) Newt was a slightly built man, known as a good hostler and driver of horses; also farmed in Trenton Twp, then moved to Galena where he worked for the Bennett Lumber Co. Issue IV: Edward B., Ellen W., Alonzo J., Matilda May,William H, Charles, and Mary Frances Longshore. 1 Edward B. Longshore b 2/17/1898 on 12/20/1927 md Letha Huse (b 2/17/1898 d 1/26/1971) No Issue. 2 Ellen W. Longshore b 2/20/1900 on 8/20/1918 md Osco Green (b 12/1/1893 d 12/10/1960) Lived in Mansfield. Issue V: Pearl Louise, Harold Edward, & Beulah Mae Green 1 Pearl Louis Green b 4/8/1921 on 6/6/1942 md Clell Spearman Issue VI: 1 Joseph Allan Spearman b 8/27/1947 2 Kay Ellen Spearman b 11/22/1953 3 Betsy Jane Spearman b 10/17/1954 2 Harold Green b 2/3/1924 on 6/30/1946 md Martha Young (b 8/21/1928) Issue VI: 1 Roger Allan Green b 10/27/1947 2 Ralph Edward Green b 8/24/1949 3 Randy Lea Green b 11/9/1956 4 Robby Lynn Green b 8/23/1958 3 Buelah Mae Green b 4/5/1926 on 12/15/1953 md Clare Tucker Issue VI: 1 Thomas Randal Tucker b 12/18/1955 2 Jerry Eugene Tucker b 12/13/1961 3 Alonzo J. Longshore b 6/6/1902 d 5/6/1960 on 10/3/1923 md Zella Downing (b 5/9/1903) Lived in Mansfield area. Issue V: 1- Neland J. Longshore b 6/14/1924 on 9/1/1946 md Marilyn Ryner [sic Kyner] 4 Matilda Mae Longshore b 2/8/1905 on 6/12/1930 md Clyde Ruhl (b 10/12/1896) Lives in Mansfield, Ohio Issue V: Dale Arnold Ruhl, Robert Eugene, Ruth Irene, Ralph William, and Jean Ruhl 1-Dale Arnold Ruhl b 2/24/1933 d 3/25/1933 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 55) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/356ed2e8cc80a4bac0a0fe7f75daf83b.jpg 449978f142bed7fd805462cf325893a0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 56] [corresponds to page 54 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line Isaac Newton (Newt) and Susan (Roberts) Longshore family ______________________________________________________________________________ 2-Robert Eugene Ruhl b 7/14/1934 d 8/4/1934 3-Ruth Irene Ruhl b 3/9/1936 on 1/6/1956 md Ronald Dean Brubaker (b 7/17/1936) Issue VI: 1-Michelle Lynn Brubaker b 3/4/1962 2-Cynthia Kay Brubaker b 3/9/1963 3-Donald Douglas Brubaker b 6/14/1966 4-Ralph William Ruhl b 8/20/1939 on 4/29/1961 md Shirley Ludwig (b 12/18/1944) Issue VI: 1 Teresa Marie Ruhl b 8/12/1961 2 William Eugene Ruhl b 5/8/1966 5-Barbara Jean Ruhl b 2/3/1941 on 12/28/1963 md Donald L. Queen (b 10/15/1941) Issue VI: 1 David Harold Queen b 12/19/1966 2 Dianna Kay Queen b 4/27/1971 5 William H. Longshore b 1/20/1909 d 2/18/1930 d age 21 6 Charles Newton Longshore b 5/11/1912 on 11/4/1937 md Nellie DeBolt (b 10/23/1913) Always lived in Galena. Issue V: Juanita Louise, Robert Eugene, Norma Jean, James Lawrence, Charlene, Betty Longshore 1 Juanita Louise (Peggy) Longshore in 1958 md Norman Patrick Lafferty (b 11/21/1937) Issue VI: 1 Leslie Diane Lafferty b 2/25/1959 2 Judy Marie Lafferty b 10/7/1960 3 Michael Patrick Lafferty b 11/2/1961 4 Steven Edward Lafferty b/26/1972 2 Robert Eugene Longshore b 2/3/1946 d 9/14/1948 age 2 1/2 3 Norma Jean Longshore b 2/4/1948 on 11/26/1968 md John Barrick Bowmar (b 11/1/1943) 4 James Lawrence Longshore b 4/7/1949 on 6/18/1972 md Julia Silvers (b 9/15/1948) 5 Charlene Nancy Longshore b 1/14/1952 Died 12/24/1956 age 5 6 Betty Ann Longshore b 3/6/1955 on 12/14/1974 md Armando Munoz (b 8/27/1952) Issue VI: 1 Genaro Carlos Munoz b 1976 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 56) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/de4bcf326a1e69c8a22a09803bedd770.jpg 1ef83af66d0152683ae7cb29886ad8e9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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Description An account of the resource [page 57] [corresponds to page 55 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line Isaac Newton (Newt) and Susan (Roberts) Longshore family ____________________________________________________________________________ 7 (7th child of Isaac Newton & Susan Longshore) Mary Frances Longshore b 4/4/1914 on 2/24/1946 md Arthur Zimmerman (b 4/8/1911) Issue V: 1 Yvonne Sue Zimmerman b 6/18/1947 2 Garry Thomas Zimmerman b 10/28/1948 3 Carl Richard Zimmerman b 3/10/1951 Isaac Newton (Newt) Longshore md2 Eva Penin Green 11/27/1920 d 1/26/1938 Issue V:Earl Dean Longshore b 7/12/1921 on 11/4/1942 md Glenda Murray (Eva Green had 7 children by her previous marriage; William, Jessie, Ray & Roy, Ruby, Edison, and Almont Green) On 2/14/1940, Newt md3 Mildred White Bennett IB II4 III 4 Milo Ernest Longshore 4th child of Truman & Lucretia B 5/8/1867 d 6/17/1954 (A 87) bd Wapello Cemetery, Iowa On 12/10/1902 md Susan F. Wilcox (b 9/16/1881 d 5/14/1926) Issue IV: Leo H., Wilma Lucille, Hallie Rex, Dorothy Marie IV Longshore 1 Leo H. Longshore b 12/5/1903 d 10/8/1966 age 63 on 11/10/1926 md Sara Hoffman (b 8/7/1907) Issue V: Elva Jean, Wilma Maxine, Leo H., Jr., Bethene Audray Longshore 1 Elva Jean Longshore b 2/27/1930 on 3/27/1949 md Richard Hedrick (b 8/27/1928) Issue VI: 1 Lynn Diann Hedrick b 10/20/1956 2 Gail Ann Hedrick b 11/15/1957 2 Wilma Maxine Longshore b 10/3/1931 on 4/30/1950 md Don Harmon (b 9/14/1929) Issue VI: 1 Rebecca Ann Harmon b 5/8/1951 2 Dale Harmon b 3 Leo H. Longshore, Jr. b 4/27/1937 on 8/30/1958 md Patricia Fritzmoser (b 6/6/1938) Issue VI: 1 Nugent Michael Longshore b 7/22/1959 2 Patrick Douglas Longshore b 7/23/1961 3 Theresa Ann Longshore b 5/5/1963 4 Bethane Audray b 5/17/1939 2- Wilma Lucille Longshore b 3/11/1908 d 2/6/1909 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 57) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/265468ad570652618e0fb2707376a960.jpg 5267f44f6a89e956f909b0d1878e7854 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 58] [corresponds to page 56 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line Milo and Susan (Wilcox) Longshore family _________________________________________________________________________ 3- Hallie Rex Longshore, 3rd child of Milo & Susan b 11/21/1912 d 8/6/1941 on 4/24/1932 md Irene Knight (b 8/29/1910) Issue V: 1-Marrye Ann Longshore b 2/5/1933 on 8/27/1950 md Billie D. Hootman Issue VI: Billie D., Dana Marie,Deanna Lynn, & Erin Hootman 1- Billie C. Hootman, Jr. b 1/25/1952 d 1/27/1952 2- Dana Marie Hootman b 6/27/1953 md Patrick Bryan Conner on 5/5/1973 3- Deanna Lynn Hootman b 6/27/1953 on 6/5/1971 md Dennis Hess 4- Erin Hootman b 8/25/1960 2- Linda Irene Longshore b 6/1/1939 on 3/17/1962 md Clifford Eugene Barrett (b 4/27/1931) Issue VI: 1- Shawn Lee Longshore Barrett b 9/1/1959 2-Kelley Joe Barrett b 7/7/1962 3-Stacie Lynne Barrett b 11/22/1963 3- Rose Marie Longshore b 1/1/1942 on 6/12/1963 md Allen Neilsen Issue VI: 1-Rex Allen Neilsen b 6/12/1965 2-Jacalyn Suzette Neilsen b 9/27/1969 4- Hallie Rex Longshore, Jr. b 6/11/1940 on 6/11/1967 md Bonnie Lynne Gorrell Issue VI: 1-Joseph Carl Longshore b 1/16/1969 2-Jacob Longshore b 11/4/1970 Hallie Rex Longshore, Jr. was ordained into Zion Lutheran Church at Hiawatha, Iowa on 6/12/1966. 5- Dorothy Marie Longshore b 5/7/1919 in 1935 md Richard Paul Walker, dv Issue VI: 1-James Walker b 7/20/1937 d 12/5/1984 2- Sharon Kay Walker b 10/31/1940 on 2/7/1959 md William Brenner children Wm. Kent (Rocky) b 12/31/-- Rocky md Carol Lynn Hart 3/17/1989 in Indiana - Anita Louise b 8/4/1962 - Brigitte Ann Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 58) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4dfa23db7b71957201087cb195990ea3.jpg 20956b343f7b3a46a2866d04937670bb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 59] [corresponds to page 57 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Lngshore line through Milo and Susan (Wilcox) Longshore family--Dana Marie Walker and Robert Browning cont. _________________________________________________________________________________ 3- Dana Marie Walker b 8/24/1939 md Robert Browning Children: Kathleen b 11/30/58,Margaret (Peg) b 59 Thomas Oliver b 8/2/62,Jeannine Helene (Neena) 4- Vernia b 8/24/1942 (Janis Marie Mezykowski) md Frank F. Banicki Children: 1- John Joseph b 7/16/1960 md Margaret Barbera Children: Michael, Melissa 2- David Alan b 9/30/1961 md Margie Schrump Children: Jennifer, David Jr. 3- Ronald Stanley b 4/15/1963 md Kim Children: Matthew 4- Sharon Guadalupe b 7/9/1964 md James Critchlow Children: Jason, James Jr. 5- Barbara Jean b 7/17/1967 6- Thomas Michael b 9/6/1969 md Alma Children: Amanda 7- Daniel Edward b 10/22/1971 8- Ann Marie b 9/1978 md2 Coy Winters in 1948 dv 1952 Issue VI 5: Susan Winters md Phillip McClain Children Kellie, Kristie md3 Lawrence Cole in 7/28/1958 Issue VI: 6 - Martha Ann Cole b 10/6/1959 d 4/22/1989 3Children 7 - Lawrence Joseph Cole, Jr. b 1961 All the Walker children were born in South Bend, Indiana. Dorothy md Mr. Winters in 1948 and divorced in 1952. She married (2) Mr. Cole in 1958,he died in 1983. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 59) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c3d0a79ffe642963463a672a1a826acd.jpg 188b484c0b7c907308cc5cb4d4e00bcf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 60] [corresponds to page 58 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line ________________________________________________________________________ III V: Nellie V. Longshore - 5th child of Truman & Lucretia Longshore Nellie V. Longshore b 11/16/1879 d 7/4/1914 on 3/17/1898 md Virgil D. (b 12/14/1875 d 1955) Issue IV: Fred, Ethel, Ernest, Harvey, Dave, Forrest,Iva Maude Clayton 1-Fred Clayton b 4/16/1899 d 12/16/1918 age 19 2-Ethel Mae Clayton b 7/30/1900 d 1918 age 18 md William Evans in 1917 Issue: one daughter who died 3-Ernest T. Clayton b 2/15/1902 d 7/16/1979 on 12/20/1926 md Lela V. Longshore --daughter of Dean & Nancy Longshore--(b 2/14/1908 d 2/21/1933 age 25) Issue V: William D. Clayton, Verlee Clayton, Cecile Clayton 1-William D. Clayton b 4/10/1928 on 6/27/1959 md Isabelle Mae Belt (b 11/7/1930) Issue VI: 1 - Anita Marie Clayton b 8/28/1960 md Glenn Hunt 3/10/79 2 - Rebecca Diane Clayton b 6/27/1961 3- Tayna [sic Tanya] b 8/18/77 2a- Elizabeth Verlee Clayton b 11/10/1930 on 10/21/1945 md James D. Lance III, Jr. div Issue VI: James, Linda, Donald Lance 1- James Daniel Lance III b 1/5/1947 md 7/2/1966 to Marilyn Holbrook b 12/5/1951 Issue VII: 1 -Troy DeWayne Lance b 1/12/1967 2 -Samantha Ann Lance b 7/13/1971 2- Linda Lou Lance b 1/16/1948 md 10/15/1961 to Ernest Stanley Gayhart,Jr. (b 6/28/1944) Issue: VII 1-Diana Sue Gayhart b 1/20/1964 2-Brenda Kay Gayhart b 5/15/1965 3- Gayhart b 4/18/1969 3 - Donald Eugene Lance b 10/9/1949 md 2/14/1970 to Pamela Raley (b 2/5/1952) Issue VII: 1-Donald Eugene Patrick Lance b 11/1/1972 2b (Elizabeth) Verlee md2 Grady N. White on 9/2/1951 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 60) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/725c4bae218ce96825d0863ea6a7f40a.jpg 17d68a737d4b6a5b16aca225083d1b7a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 61] [corresponds to page 59 of I-DENTITY] Issue: VI 4 Michael Timothy White b 11/2/1951 5 Lilli Kathleen White b 8/29/1957 6 Grady Edward White b 10/15/1958 7 Tommy Dean White 9/26/1959 ['* ch: * ch:' handwritten in left margin] [page 67] [corresponds to page 53 of I-DENTITY] Truman & Lucretia Longshore Line (II) III Nellie V. Longshore Clayton (5th child) Issue: IV 3 Cecile Viola Clayton b 1/8/1933 on 5/6/1951 md Robert P. Ahr Issue: Robin Pauline Ahr b 4/21/1955 Charles William Ahr b 4/24/1956 Ted Anthony Ahr b 9/8/1972 IV 4 4th child of Nellie V. Longshore Clayton Harvey Clayton b 1/31/1905 d 6/24/1973 md on 2/28/1928 to Vergie Hubbard Issue: V Irene and Giles Letha Irene Clayton b 2/7/1929 md 9/18/1945 to Paul Poe Issue: VI 1 Donna Jean Poe b 3/3/1946 d 8/4/1962 (killed in auto accident) 2 Dale Poe b 10/8/1947 3 Eddie Poe b 1/5/1949 4 Garry Lee Poe b [photograph: unidentified] Giles Raymond Clayton b 5/20/1932 on 12/1/1952 md Jeane Law Issue: VI 1 Ronda clayton b md Issue: VII 2 Randy Clayton b 3 Sherry Clayton Harv md Louise Wilson of Iowa in 1935, no ch., dv. Harvey md Cora Hess (b 10/9/1914) on 5/12/1937 Issue: V Elmer, Arbutus, Merle, Ruth, Kathy Clayton 1 Elmer Clayton b 7/7/1938 on 9/5/1958 md Nancy Goings dv Issue: VI 1 Linda Sue Clayton b 12/6/1959 2 Michael Clayton b 9/5/1961 3 Lisa Sue b 2/5/1965 (later adopted by Eddie Quijada) ['- Nancy's 2nd husband' handwritten) Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 61) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/190625e7fd816917aac755332af2cda9.jpg 82ea4430f5ec743fd7eccf13d46a30a9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 62] [corresponds to page 60 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line - family of Harvey and Cora (Hess) cont. _______________________________________________ 2- Arbutus Clayton b 1/6/1940 on 10/25/1964 md Everett Swackhammer, a minister Issue VI: Eddie L. Swackhammer 3- Merle Clayton b 3/9/1942 md 8/16/1963 to Janet Harris Issue VI: 1 -Brenda Kay Clayton 4- Ruth Clayton b 7/30/1945 on 4/27/1964 md Roger Ingmire Issue VI: 1- Michelle 2- Melissa 3- Roger Allen 5- Kathy Clayton b 5/1/1951 md David Murphy IV 5 Fifth child of Nellie Longshore and Virgil Clayton Dave Clayton b 1/29/1907 on 12/20/1933 md Nellie Hubbard Issue V: 1- Erwin Edward Clayton b 6/7/1937 on 5/5/1961 md Mary Elizabeth Miller (b 8/13/1938) Issue VI: 1- Dennis Edward Clayton b 12/5/1965 2- David William b 6/5/1967 3- Denise Leanne b 12/5/1969 2- Janet Carole Clayton b 10/12/1938 on 11/9/1953 md William Callan (b 8/29/1938 d 2/18/77 Issue VII: 1- Deborah Lee Callan b 12/5/1954 md Gregory R 2/11/19 2- Robert Eugene Callan b 1/20/1958 md Diana Moss 5/28/1975 IV 6 Sixth child of Nellie Longshore and Virgil Clayton Forrest Alvy Clayton b 3/12/1909 d 7/16/1963 on 9/15/1934 md Erma Alberta Wilson- 12 children Issue V: Foresteen Alberta, Martha Joan, Doris Marie, Elva Elaine, Lola Mae, Patsy Lou, Ralph Franklin, Nancy Beth, Minnie Lea, John Delbert, Forrest Alvy, Jr., Shirley Louise 1- Foresteen Alberta b 7/22/1935 d 7/22/1935 2 - Martha Joan Clayton b 7/18/1936 d 3/28/1937 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 62) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d44f01f4c2c8c7f3ead5e4239d007fe3.jpg 8db036904aa947aa54dbc6fab5fa4b0d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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Description An account of the resource [page 63] [corresponds to page 61 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Truman and Lucretia (Peters) Longshore line - family of Nellie Longshore and Virgil Clayton ________________________________________________________________________________ 3- Doris Marie Clayton b 9/8/1937 4- Elva Elaine clayton b 11/20/1938 d. 4/1974 on 6/8/1957 md Donald Fry (b 8/20/1938) Issue: VI 1 - David clayton Fry b 5/3/1960 2 - Stanley Clarence Fry b 7/28/1965 3 - Donald Edward Fry II b 10/7/1966 4 - Sheldon Fry 5-Lola Mae b 12/3/1939 on 12/18/1957 md Pet Evans (10/3/1931) Issue VI: 1 - Foresteen JoAnne Evans b 10/7/1958 2 - Carolyn Marie Evans b 4/10/1963 3 - Harvey Allen b 6/10/1969 6 - Patsy Lou Clayton b 4/8/1941 on 11/19/1961 7 - Ralph Franklin Clayton b 5/4/1942 on 5/4/1942 md Barbara Stevens Issue VI: 1- JoAnne Elizabeth Clayton b 2/8/1962 8 - Nancy Beth Clayton b 4/25/1944 on 1/26/1961 md Tommy Perkins (b 3/4/1941) 9 - Minnie Lea b 11/18/1945 on 11/1963 md David Behrens 10 - John Delbert Clayton b 4/22/1948 on 10/17/1969 md Cathy Reichert 11 - Forrest Alvy Clayton Jr. b 9/11/1949 12 - Shirley Louise Clayton b 11/13/1950 Note - These tabulations complete the Cyrus and Margaret Young Longshore line. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 63) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1e618749dcaa78908b50389785f476d6.jpg 3e2f108a18075771e73af12322ed3a86 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 64] [corresponds to page 62 of I-DENTITY] Warner Longshore The Third Child of David and Elizabeth Longshore IC Warner Longshore b 10/18/1807 d 1/1/1892 age 84. Warner was born in Ohio and is buried beside his two wives in Sunbury Memorial Park, Sunbury, Ohio. He settled on a farm east of Sunbury in Trenton Twp, Delaware County, Ohio. This farm is still owned by a Longshore. Lester farms it at present, and his father, Clem, farmed it before him. The farm is situated on Longshore Road. Warner was quite active in the Vans Valley Methodist Church in his community and was a trustee there. His name appears on the church deed. His family of seven children all took part in the work of the church. He and his wife, Cordelia,"took in" his brother Cyrus' grandson, Clem, (Truman's son) at the time of Clem's stepmother's death. Warner and Mary Ann Buxton Longshore (b 11/24/1811 d 2/20/1846) Issue II: Norton, Elizabeth, Allen, Harriett, Tammison After Mary Ann's death, Warner md Cordelia Searles (b 1810 d 1882) on 6/1846 Cordelia was from New York. She died of heart disease Issue II: Mary and Harmon. II 1 Norton Longshore b 9/9/1832 d 2/2/1893 age 60 of pneumonia bd in Trenton Cemetery. Norton farmed on a farm located on what is now Meredith St. Rd. and it is still owned and occupied by a family member, Zada Longshore. Issue III: Edith, Noah, and Albert Longshore 1 - Edith H. Longshore b 7/3/1859 d 6/25/1864 age 5 2 - Noah D. Longshore b 1866 d 1890 bd Trenton Cemetery d age 24 taught school and worked in a nearby sawmill. He lived on what is now the Charlie Lane property North Old 3C Hwy. in Trenton Twp. He was killed in a saw mill accident. His leg was cut off and he bled to death. They had no children. 3 - Albert Longshore b 1857 in Illinois d 1921 a 64 md 8/28/1878 to Emma E. Wright (b 1859) She died of malarial fever bd. Trenton Cemetery. Issue IV: Otis (reared by his grandparents) 1- Otis H. Longshore b 1880 d 1927 never md lived in Cols. was a foreman for many years at Tellings-Mt. Vernon Ice Cream Plant in Columbus, working up until his death of a heart attack at age 46. Albert Longshore md2 Lizzy Curry on 11/20/1884 (d 3/16/1926) Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 64) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2a04381360213745f07ed689b18d8a24.jpg 1a79d5967649b5e84beb88559656d3f6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 65] [corresponds to page 63 of I-DENTITY] continuation of the Warner Longshore line - Norton and Zada Longshore family. _____________________________________________________________________________ Issue IV: Gail Norton Longshore b 9/30/1907 d 1961 following a few days' illness from a stroke. In 1919 md Zada Freas. Gail was in military training in Columbus for WWI when war ended. He always lived on and farmed the home place. Issue V: 1 Erma Louise Longshore b 2/25/1921 md Don Scott,(b 9/14/1919) from McConnelsville, OH. He was a paratrooper in England during WWII for 2 yrs. He was a school superintendent at a Cleveland, Ohio school until his recent retirement.Erma taught Commercial subjects at Northfield High in Ohio at that time. They now live in Johnson City, Tenn. Issue VI: 1- Randy Scott b 7/24/1949 b at Kirkersville, Ohio, md on 3/1/1969 to Carol Cooper Issue VII: 1-Stephanie b 6/22/1970 Randy Scott was a Marine and served in Japan for 2 yrs. He now lives in Memphis, Tennessee and works for the Naval Intelligence Corps. 2- Linda Scott b 11/3/1953 at Wooster, Ohio. Now teaches kindergarten at Northfield Elementary, near Cleveland, Ohio. The foregoing information was solicited from Zada Longshore _____________________________________________________________________ II 2 Elizabeth Longshore b 1834 d 3/3/1905 md Isaac DeWitt in 1855 (No further information on her.) II 3 Allen Longshore b 1837 d 12/28/1863, age 28 yrs. 11 mo in 1858 md Martha Forwood (b 1831 d 1863 age 32) Issue III: 1-Ella A. b 1859 d 1863, age 3, died 3 wks after father All this family were victims of typhoid fever. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 65) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f2a4b0548dfcaebbbcc522a6dce379b1.jpg a83821c64851f27d03e983ac2c0861af Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 66] [corresponds to back of page 63 of I-DENTITY] EZEKIEL BROWN Ezekiel Brown was born March 13, 1760 in Orange County, New York and died April 23, 1841, in Delaware County, Ohio at the home of his daughter, Nancy Brown Leonard. He was married to Jane Smith, Feb. 26, 1786. She was born Sept. 15, 1766 and died Aug. 19, 1821. In 1808 he came to Berkshire Township and settled on land a little northeast of where Galena now is. He came from Lycoming County, PA, where he had been elected to Congress for one or two terms. In 1776 he enlisted in the Revolutionary Army and joined the forces under Washington, just after the Battle of Trenton. He participated in several engagements. Two years later, while on a furlough to visit his home, then in what is now Lycoming Co., PA, he was unfortunately captured by the Indians. The incidents, as related by his daughter, Nancy Brown Leonard, are as follows. There had been numerous Indian alarms and the neighbors had gathered at Ezekiel's father's house; a strong, hewed log cabin, which was easy of defense. Here they awaited the onset of the savages, but they did not make the attack when expected. Instead they kept secreted in the neighborhood for days until the settlers, lulled into a false sense of security, went into their homes. As soon as the savages saw their plans succeeding, they rushed in upon the unsuspecting and defenseless settlers, and commenced their work of butchery. Ezekiel's father, mother, and sister's husband were ruthlessly murdered, and himself and sister with her seven children were carried into Indian captivity. The mother was separated from her children, and the children from each other. Ezekiel was forced to pass through the forms preceding adoption into the tribe. Three times during the journey to the main town of the Cayugas, near where Scipio, N.Y. now stands, he was forced to run the gauntlet. The first time, he received a severe wound from a tomahawk. The second time, less fortunate, he received a terrible blow from a war club which felled him to the ground in a fearfully mangled condition. His life seemed ended, but he finally recovered and proceeded with his captors to their destination, where, after another trial, he passed through the fearful ordeal unharmed and was adopted by a family who had lost a son in the war. He was afterwards taken to Canada where he found his sister, and a clue to the whereabouts of her children. He managed to become employed by a trader and bought his freedom,but the ties of kindred were too strong for him to leave his sister in captivity. He at once set about securing her release and that of her children. He had secured all of her seven children but two, when one boy came up with the Indians and claimed his mother, but she told him she was not his mother. He had changed so much and was so dirty she could not own him. She asked him if he had any brothers and he said he had and told their names and said he had an uncle, Ezekiel. Then she had to own him. They now had all the children but one boy twelve years old. It was nearing the time when Ezekiel hoped to return to his friends, that he learned a party of Indians with this boy was about to start for a distant point to hunt. If this should occur, he despaired of ever seeing the child again, and determined to kidnap the boy. Calling the Indians into the trader's cabin, he treated them to liquor. When they became drunk he pushed them out and the boy in, then barred the door and waited the issue. This treatment was not relished by the savages. The resented it by kicks and more forcible attacks upon the door. There were no signs of it yielding, so they had to leave the boy behind. But the lad had become enamored with the wild life of the woods and longed to be with his Indian friends. One day while out playing he saw his opportunity and his Uncle Ezekiel saw him running with all his might to regain his friends. With sinking heart and almost in despair, he started in pursuit. The boy was recaptured and with the whole family returned in 1783 to their friends in PA., after five years of Indian captivity. Seven years later, Ezekiel Brown moved to Ohio and in 1808 to Berkshire Township. Ezekiel Brown was my grandfather and your great grandfather. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 66) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/71b5b6479e59197afea7c5bd531dbf98.jpg 26b6569b272da4508d633d719b1dbc43 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 67] [corresponds to page 64 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Warner Longshore line - Harriet Longshore Ginn family __________________________________________________________________________ II 4 Harriett Longshore (1839-5/28/1918) d age 79, bd Galena md George Ginn (1839-11/11/1888) d age 49, This couple raised Milo, Truman's son, along with their three daughters. Issue: III Elmine, Minnie, Allie, and Greddie [Freddie] Ginn Elmine Ginn b 1867 d age 89 md in 1903 to Bert C. Youman (1868-1923) age 55 Issue IV: Zora Elizabeth Youman b 9/3/1904. Zora lived in Westerville, OH. Was educated at Otterbein College,rec'd a degree for teaching but graduated during the depression when there was no market for teachers. She then took a business course and became a secretary at Westerville High. As she says, a career she immensely enjoyed as it put her in touch with the school personnel as well as the students and she often was a confidant of these teenagers. Zora recently retired from her position as sec'y to the principal. She never married. 2. Minnie Ginn (1862-1933), d age 71 md Inman C. Budd (1865-8/6/1929), d age 61. bd Galena Issue IV: Madge Barrows (7/27/1920) 3. Allie Ginn (1850-1927), d age 77, md William Foster Issue V: Anabel and Mike Daugherty Burr Foster md Grace Dill Issue V: Dorothy Foster md Floyd Fickle 4. Freddie Ginn (12/1869-2/23/1871) d age 1 yr 2 months bd Galena II 5 Tammison (Tammy) b 1846, md in 1865 to Isaac Watters Issue III: Will Watters, Frank Watters (d 1915) in Toledo, Ohio, Eva Watters, Gertie Watters, Clinton Watters, Destimona Watters (d 1926) Mary Ann (Buxton) Longshore died in 1846. Warner married Cordelia Searles in 1846. II 6 Mary Longshore (1847-9/28/1926),bd in Sunbury Cemetery She never married, kept house for her father and Clem Longshore,her cousin, in the house where she was born. After Clem and Ella were married, she maintained an apartment within the house. II 7 Harmon Longshore (1851-10/8/1898) died age 46 of typhoid fever, md Abbie Ross (1852-4/4/1939) Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 67) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e6d757558c643d6482ddeda85be3c1e6.jpg 70f717275b80c5257d59937e13618c98 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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Description An account of the resource [page 68] [corresponds to page 65 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Warner Longshore line - Warner and Cordelia (Searles) Longshore family _________________________________________________________________________ Issue III: Wilbur, Bertha, Warner (II), Clarence,Florence, and Elsie Longshore; Florence, Warner, Clarence were born in Iowa. 1- Wilbur Longshore (1874-5/7/1948) married in 1900 to Edna Mann, dv. md2 Nettie Smith (2/20/1940) Issue IV: Abner Ross Longshore (4/21/1903- 7/1930) died age 27 2 - Bertha Longshore (1875-1952), d age 77, md George Reiselt (1856-1934) Issue IV: Howard Harmon Reiselt (7/1/1897) on 3/17/1917 md Sylvia Mae Huff Issue V: Bernard, Marjorie Jane, Barbara, Kenny,and Hilda Reiselt 1- Bernard Reiselt md Edna Mitchell, ch: Ronald,Clifford, Richard, & Edward Reiselt Issue VI: 1- Ronald Resielt md Nancy Overturf, ch David & Kevin 2- Clifford Reiselt md Sharon Grice, ch Bart Reiselt 3- Richard Reiselt md Mary Smith ch: Cindy Reiselt 4-Edward Reiselt md Sharon Grimes, ch: Jeff & Craig 5-Marjorie Jane Reiselt md Carl Harrington ch: Brenda Harrington md Myron Burdg, ch: Sarah,Julia, and Jason Burdg 6-Barbara Reiselt md Eugene Cahill, ch: Barb (Moller) and Linda (Scheiderer), ch: Tiffany 7- Kenny Reiselt md Charlene Armston, ch: Leslie Reiselt md Charleve Armston, ch: Leslie Reiselt md Susie Kandel 8- Hilda Reiselt md Carroll Kandel, ch: Terry Kandel Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 68) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c711f551a7a6a7840aafc22c90a0ae0d.jpg 034362549eccdefacdd5db89f824cb9f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 69] [corresponds to page 66 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of Warner Longshore Line - Warner and Cordelia (Searles) Longshore Family _____________________________________________________________________ 3. Warner Longshore -2 (1876-3/1/1940) md in 1899 to Alice Miles (1873-1/13/1928) Warner was a rather short, stocky built man, he worked as a log hauler, railroader, and lastly on the State Highway in Ohio. He lived in and around Galena most of his life. Issue IV: Dellena Wave, Kelley Miles, Clyde, Harold, Pearl, and Ralph Longshore 1-Dellena Wave Longshore (b & d 1904) 2- Kelly Miles Longshore (11/9/1905) about 1938 md Gertrude Davison. He was a railroader until retirement. They live in Tuscon, Arizona, no children 3- Clyde Longshore (1908-1975) md Soophia [Sophia] Miles on 12/6/1933;settled in Cardington, Ohio, where he farmed, ch: Marilyn Jean and James Longshore Issue V: 1- Marilyn Longshore (4/28/1938) md Richard Shoemaker, ch: Tony, Larry, and Cindy Shoemaker 2- James Longshore (6/8/1946) 4- Harold Longshore (1910) md Leota Millins [Mullins] in 1931. They live Rural Route Galena, retired from North American Aviation. Issue V: Harold Richard, Donna, Linda, & Larry Longshore 1 - Harold Richard Longshore (8/22/1932) md Jackie Marshall in 1952, dv., ch: Steven (10/29/1955) and Janet Longshore (2/6/1957) H. Richard Longshore md Dee ___, live in Dayton, Ohio, ch: Harold Richard, Jr. (5/3/1958), James (10/23/1960), and Penny Sue (9/3/1962) 2 - Donna Longshore (2/8/1938) md Andrew Gallick (7/18/1955), live Huntsville, Alabama, ch: Mark (3/31/1963), and Sheryl Gallick (1/16/1965) 3 - Linda Longshore (2/16/1944), on 9/13/1963 md Ray Downing (10/23/1943), live in Wash. C.H., Ohio ch: Kevin (4/27/1965) and Karin (12/19/1967) Downing Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 69) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6e55b81c36b3b6a56bac470065ff3c75.jpg 34bf1ceb2202162a9474d89035a2be18 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 70] [corresponds to back of page 67 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Warner Longshore line - Warner and Cordelia (Searles) Longshore family through Harold & Leota (Millin) Longshore family ____________________________________________________________________________ 4. Larry Michael Longshore (3/27/1951) in 1970 md Debbie Hunter (8/30/1955), live near Westerville ch: Gary Longshore (7/4/1970) III 6 Elsie b about 1884 md Roy Burnett dv She Lives in Cols. Also made her living as a seamstress in downtown stores in Columbus. Elsie, much later, md a Mr. Luminais, dv Issue IV: Frances Burnett b._ _ _ _ _ not married This completes the Warner (I) Longshore line ___________________________________________ Rachel Longshore The Fourth child of the founding father David Longshore (and wife, Elizabeth) I D There is not much evidence to support the fact Rachel Longshore was a child of David's, except it is known they had three daughters; that Rachel was born in the same age bracket;and in the Vital Statistics in Delaware County Library archives, a Rachel Longshore in 1836 md Tallman Squires. The Squires always knew there was a family connection, even though they were not able to trace it down,and in the early days of the Longshore Reunion, which began in 1898, they attended regularly. ___________________________________________________________ A history of how the Longshore Reunion all began follows: ___________________________________________________________ The Longshore Reunion idea was conceived on September 4,1897 at Condit, Ohio in the home of Mrs. Ida Longshore (widow of David's son, Charles). Her daughter, Eugenie Carpenter invited some folks into their home to celebrate Ida's 80th birthday. It was then the well-wishers present decided to organize an annual get-together beginning the next year, planning to have the first meeting in the home of I.N. Longshore the 2nd Thursday of August, 1898. The first Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 70) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bc1cdbd1244985acba09e3bbd9a5cc73.jpg ad29d5f1b90437aff1552aa8e6f6a555 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 71] [corresponds to page 68 of I-DENTITY] president was Seth Longshore, Secretary Burr Squires. The reunion date later was changed to the 2nd Sunday in August. (The old-timers frowned on social activity on Sunday) The reunion has met every year since, making this the 78th one. This Reunion has been a large factor in holding the families together, forming a nucleus, sort of. Although it was always held in central Ohio, since that is the scene that the emigrators picked way back in 1808; family members in various years have come from Iowa, Illinois, Indiana and Minnesota,as well as distant points in Ohio. For many years, the annual affair was held in different private homes; then in Galena Park where Charlie Longshore so faithfully reserved the tables for the picnic; then it met a few times in Mt. Vernon Municipal Park to be nearer the Mt. Vernon, Marion, and Mansfield contingent, but for the past 15 or so years, the group has voted to meet in the beautiful Centerburg Park facilities. It has shelter houses, horseshoe courts, basketball court, and playground equipment in a lush setting beside a little stream. It has been a tradition to serve ice cream in the afternoon following the business meeting. Although everyone is stuffed to the brim with the abundance of good food these excellent cooks turn out, there is always room made for this extra treat. In these days of deep freezers, et cetera, ice cream is not the thrill it once was, but yet the youngsters, who by then have run off their calories, look forward to this part of the program, and yes, even the oldsters enjoy it! Speaking of program, most likely everyone present can recall having taken part in it in one way or another. The program through the years has taken on every aspect in the entertainment field, and as one One that stands out is Bob Cline telling us "That's Good; That's Bad" well --- and Jim Longshore's tale about "No More Squoles". In this annual "talent show" there have been reminiscences by the senior members; guitar and accordian playing; trios and quartets; solos; tap dancing; patriotic readings; you name it, we've had it! Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 71) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9be4959ca7014911f3876c8e51785aba.jpg 5783eab8952dc30662f499e825e96d32 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 72] [corresponds to page 69 of I-DENTITY] Some of the young adults remember fun things in their play; such as walking the logs at the Galena Park, or the annual dousing someone's sure to get in the babbling brook at Centerburg Park. Those on the Park Reserve Committee could tell of some near fights over the saving of the shelter houses - times when they have had to spend the night lying or sitting on one of the tables in order to keep it! It is on a first-come-first-served basis for the early bird gets the shelter house. Best of all is the visiting and renewing of old acquaintances and the making of new firends among relatives. "Auld Lang Syne", "Till We Meet Again" ! There were 43 present in that first select group, 19 of them, Longshore by name, but all related or family connected: Mrs Ida (Charles) Longshore Charlie Longshore, Richwood Mrs Eugenie (Longshore) Carpenter Mrs. Harriett Gin, Galena Mrs. Della Carpenter Miss Elmine Ginn Mr. & Mrs. Fred Carpenter Mrs. Minnie Budd Chelsea, Clyde, Kenneth Madge Budd & Frank Carpenter Mrs. Wm. Foster,Sunbury Mr. & Mrs. Seth Longshore, Johnstown Zora, Burr, Wilma Foster Eva,Von, Fern, Iva John Squires, Chesterville Mr. & Mrs. I.N. Longshore, Sunbury Burr Squires Mr. & Mrs. James White Eden Mr. & Mrs. Arton Squires Miss Mary Longshore Vans Valley Mr. & Mrs. Ervin Squires Mr. & Mrs. Clement Longshore Mr. & Mrs. James Clevenger Bryan Longshore Mrs. Abbie Longshore, Galena Florence, Elsie, Clarence Longshore In 1898, 48 were present Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 72) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3f3b04358df381f702361acfabf2e852.jpg 616af58566d06e3c9a590ab5b23615f0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 73] [corresponds to page 70 of I-DENTITY] Sarah Longshore The Fifth child of the founding father David Longshore (and wife, Elizabeth) I E Sarah Longshore b 18116 - on 1/28/1836 md Hiram Carpenter in Delaware, Co. Ohio The 1840 census shows the family had 2 children 1 boy, and 1 girl Charles Longshore The Sixth child of the founding father David Longshore (and wife, Elizabeth) I F Charles Longshore b 1818 d 8/1894 a 76, in 1840 md Ida Sharp (b 1817 d 8/23/1901 d a 83) three years afer the birthday party in her honor which start the Longshore Reunion. Ida had a very tragic life, having borne 5 children, three of whom died as young men and one as a small boy. Only the daughter survived. (See preceding biography) Issue II: 1- Cyrus Clinton Longshore b 1845 d 10/3/1848 age 3 2- Jasper W. Longshsore b 1842 d 3/10/1867 Co 96 Reg OVI Served in the Civil War 3- Robert Clark Longshore b 1843 d 7/18/1868 age 25 4- Eugenia Longshore b 1846 d 1920 d age 74 5- James Seth b 1852 - d 3/26/1867 age 15 Charles, of course, shared in all this sadness. He farmed all his life near Condit in Trenton Twp. on N. 3C Hwy. 4- Eugenia Longshore b 1846 d 1920 bd Trenton md Johnson Carpenter b 1836 d 1870 bd Galena. He was in the Civil War 3 years serving as a Cpl. in Co. C of the 32nd Inf. Eugenia was a widow 50 of her 74 years, and lived with her parents, on the farm she later owned. In her late years, she moved to Maryland with her son, Fred, and died there. She is bd in Trenton Cemetery. Issue III: Fred and Frank Carpenter 2 - Frank died at age 26 of TB, md but no children. 1 - Fred b 1868 d 1950 md Cora Fox dv. d age 82 Death Notice of Fred Carpenter "Fred A. Carpenter, son of Eugenia and Johnson Carpenter. Born Trenton Township, Delaware County 1/15/1868 d 2/8/1950 at Kilbourne. Married Cora Fox 2/25/1892. Survived by 3 sons and 2 daughters: Clyde,Kenneth, Elmer, Beatrice, and Florence. Chelsea, Frank, and Earl preceded in death. Survived by 23 grandchildren and 25 great grand- children." Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 73) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a759630114114b69ca9834413386ec81.jpg 971f0e01d5486d2d27fb8bb973519cef Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 74] [corresponds to page 71 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Charles & Ida (Sharp) Longshore line Fred was a railroader and in later working years lived in Maryland, taking his mother, Eugenie, and son, Chelsea to live with him. During his retirement years, he lived in Kilbourne. He was a mathematical "whiZ" as he could add several columns of figures at once in his head. Issue IV: Chelsea, Clyde, Frank, Kenneth, Earl, Beatrice, Elmer, Florence IV 1 - Chelsea Carpenter b 1890 d 3/1926 age 36 md Aline Scott,lived in Cheshire, Ohio. At age 7, he went to live with his grandmother, Eugenie Carpenter, and at age 17 moved to Maryland with her to live with his father. Issue V: 1 - Helen Ruth Carpenter b 10/16/1916 md Ralph Alton on 6/1937. After his death she married a Mr. Jolly. They live in California. 2- Merle Scott Carpenter b 1918 d , killed by a fall from a silo, which caused a skull fracture. 3- Cecil Carlyle Carpenter b 1/20/1921 4- Albert Lincoln Carpenter b 6/14/1923, lived with his grandmother, Cora Carpenter, after his father's death when he was 3. The other children were sent to the Children's Home. IV 2 - Clyde Carpenter b 1893 d 8/1950, md Helen Updike Issue V: 1- DeWitt Carpenter 2- Bob Carpenter IV 3 - Frank Carpenter (#2) b 1894 d 6/9/1938 (according to his sister, Bea Barcus, as she says he was age 44 at death - there is a) discrepancy here). He died of a stroke and heart attack, is bd in Trenton Cemetery md 7/3/1915 to Nellie Nash (1897 d 1976) Issue V: Hilda, Frances, George E., Mary, Juanita Jane. 1- Hilda Carpenter b 1916 md Ernest Bennett 1/1938 live in Columbus. Issue VI: Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 74) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a65a6ca0159a8632d8cede64b5dad059.jpg 51b6303b87fae2ba3a3ee2fee4cc657a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 75] [corresponds to page 72 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Fred and Cora (Fox) Carpenter line Emory Bennett b 11/25/1942 md. Dianne Whitehead - no children 2- Frances Carpenter b 1918 on 6/20/1937 md Lauris Bennett (b 8/4/1901) Issue VI: Patricia, Donna, Larry Curtis, and Suzanne - all born Galena where they have always lived 1.Patricia Bennett b 11/27/1938, in 1956 md Ellis Adkins, Jr. Roy, Randolph, Liza Jane, Sarah Marie. Issue VII: 1 Roger Adkins b 12/24/1958 2 RoseMary Adkins b 6/2/1960 3- Judith Ann Adkins b 10/5/1966 4- Ellis Adkins III b 1/20/1964 5- Roy Adkins b 5/14/1966 6- Randolph b 3/14/1970 7- Liza Jane b 8/27/1972 8- Sarah Marie b 8/21/1975 This family lives near Bristol, Virginia 2-Donna Bennett b 8/22/1940 on 3/17/1960 md George Hogg (b 11/24/1938). George is post- master in Galena, Ohio. Issue VII: 5 adopted children 1- Troy Hogg b 4/18/1954 md Patricia 2- Eugene Hogg b 11/30/1961 3- Eugenia Hogg b 11/30/1961 4- Michael Hogg b 1962 5- Richard Hogg b 12/13/1962 3- Larry Curtis Bennett b 1/3/1943 md Phyllis Cookson (b 3/27/1945) on 9/5/1964 Issue VII: 1-Jerry Lee Bennett b 6/8/1866 2-Curtis Allen b 12/8/1970 3-Rebecca Lynn Bennett b 10/22/1972 This family lives in Galena 4-Suzanne Bennett b 9/5/1947 on 11/1968 md Richard Alexander (b 5/22/1944) Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 75) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d50862b503ed95f416eda83646a19fb3.jpg a51b08f65ce1b36d18f3d5b12ec9bcfc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 76] [corresponds to page 73 of I-DENTITY] Issue VII: 1-Tammy Sue Alexander b 6/7/1970 2- Richard (Ricky) Alexander b 9/11/1973 V 3- George E. Carpenter b 12/9/1920 the third child of Frank and Nellie Nash Carpenter d 1/1965 of a heart attack age 45 md Bonita Grove dv Issue VI: Raymond Carpenter by #1 Debora Carpenter by #2 1- Raymond Carpenter b 3/1940 md Carol Brinkman (4/19/1938) Issue VII: 1- Gordon Earl Carpenter b 11/17/1960 2- Kristy Kay Carpenter b 9/9/1962 3- Dana Lynn Carpenter b 12/18/1963 4- Brian Henry Carpenter b 2/8/1965 This family lived in Greenwood, Ind. V 4- Mary Carpenter b 1925 md. Harold Fetter, Jr. Issue V: 1- Christine Fetter VI - suzie 2- Sallie Fetter 3- Julia Fetter 4- Franklin Fetter 5- Jennifer Fetter V 5- Juanita Jane Carpenter b 1928 md1 Robert Newberry md2 Lester Murray Live in Columbus, Ohio. Issue V: ' 1- Robert Newberry 2- Theresa Newberry IV -4 Kenneth Carpenter- Fourth son of Fred Carpenter & Cora Carpenter b 1895 d 1976 age 80 md Grace Bennett on 6/4/1917 dv later md2 Iris ____ (d 1963) Kenneth was a Sgt. in the Army during WWI and was in France 1918 & 1919. He was quite versatile in his occupations: having worked as a blacksmith, carpenter, schoolbus driver, driver on a bus for Buckeye Stage lines and in later years was guard at the Ordinance Plant in Marion, Ohio. He died in Marion. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 76) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/027e14fb35759690c2f106d2b7b07d3f.jpg ec8661e864af711f0a5662b253ff0bbb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 77] [corresponds to page 74 of I-DENTITY] Continuation of the Charles Longshore line through daughter Eugenia, family of Fred and Cora Carpenter ____________________________________________________________________________ Issue V: 1- Viola Carpenter b 1921 2- Gladys Carpenter b 1923 V- 1 Viola Marie Carpenter b 2/11/1921, on 3/9/1939 md Webster (Bud) Potts Issue VI: David, Dora, Joyce Elizabeth, Velma Nadine, Verle Potts 1-David Potts b 1940 md Marjorie Hubbard on 5/1960 Issue VII: 1- Kevin Wayne Potts b 2/26/1961 2- Kimberly Wynne b 6/17/1963 2-Dora Potts b 4/14/1942 md Tom Stockdale 8/29/1964 Issue VII: 1-Anna Louise Stockdale b 4/8/1967 2-Alice Lynn Stockdale b 4/8/1968 3-Jason Lloyd Stockdale b 9/17/1969 3-Joyce Elizabeth Potts b 11/11/1944 md Harold Harris on 12/21/1963 Issue VII: 1-Karen Marie Harris b 8/17/1964 2-Gregory Dean Harris b 5/22/1967 3-Christina Lois Harris b 10/22/1969 4-Kelli Nadine Harris b 3/15/1972 4-Velma Nadine Potts b 10/19/1949 md Marshall Hicks on 12/24/1970 Issue VII: 1-John Marshall Hicks b 12/22/1973 2-Rebecca Adele Hicks b 3/9/1975 5-Verle Potts b 3/7/1951 md Kathy Cook on 2/21/1970 Issue VII: 1-Jill Kimberly Potts b 9/8/1970 Verle was in the Marines during the Vietnam War V 2 Gladys Marguerite Carpenter-second daughter of Kenneth & Grace Carpenter - md Coy Green, 1948, dv Issue VI: 1-Coy Green, Jr. b 1949 Gladys m2 Strader Issue VI: 2- Patricia Strader (b 1957) 3- Marguerite Strader (b 1965) Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 77) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9e1859936592c3d4fb1d94eff2ccc08f.jpg d2c305d78c5b205ff8ede14952dce5a9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 78] [corresponds to page 75 of I-DENTITY] Continuation Charles Longshore line --Earl Carpenter Family IV 5 -Earl Carpenter b 1900 d 1/1/1936 md 4/10/1924 to Ruth Powless m2 Bernice Rush Earl was killed in a truck accident on New Year's Day Issue V: 1 Betty Jean Carpenter md ____ Biggs, lives in Delaware (She is Earl and Ruth's child) 2 Minnie Margaret Ted Carpenter Loyce Carpenter (These last three, Earl and Bernice's children) IV 6- Beatrice Carpenter b 1903 md Norman Barcus 1921 Lives in Sunbury Issue V: 1- Leonard Gale Barcus b 1923 md Magdalene Skaggs in 1950. They live in Hilliard, Ohio. Gale recenlty retired from Westinghouse, Inc. and will soon become an ordained Methodist minister. Magdalene works for the DynaTrol Corp. Issue VI: Vivian, Norman, Leonard Barcus 1-Vivian Barcus b 1951 md LeRoy Gaines Issue VII: 1 Michael Gaines 2 Shawn Gaines 3 Shannon Gaines 2 Margaret Irene Barcus b 8/1/1925 md Meade Faye Irene and Meade live in Newark Issue VI: 1 Earl William Faye not md., lives in Cleveland, OH 2 Robert Eugene Faye b---- works at New Hope Boys' Ranch, Reynoldsville, Ohio 3 Caroline Sue Faye b---- md Steven Cramer Issue VII: 1- Regina Lynn Cramer b 1974 3 Jean Marie Barcus b 4/21/1930 md William Klick Now live near Sunbury, Ohio; formerly lived in San Diego, California. Issue VII: 1- Karen Klick (adopted) md John Helms II Issue VII: 1-John Helms III b 1976 4 Arthur Milton (Jake) Barcus b 11/24/1932 d 10/1968 md Phyllis Tucker Issue VI: 1 Cathy Jo Barcus b 1959 2 Cindy Leigh Barcus b 5/27/1962 Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 78) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8bc627f128f2157eeb5f1820fd43c01f.jpg a1349f02f93da4be252a5e130f2e5996 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 79] [corresponds to page 76 of I-DENTITY] 3-John Charles Barcus b 7/6/1966 Continuation Charles Longshore line -- Beatrice (Carpenter) & Norman Barcus family __________________________________________________________________________________ 5-Donald Cloise Barcus b 7/27/1934 md Betty Brown dv 1974 Issue VI: 1 David Barcus b 1956 lives in Florida 2 Danny Barcus b 1959 3 Terry Lee Barcus b 8/1966 4 Carman Barcus b 11/ Donald md2 Janet Bullock in 1976 He is a retired Navy Career man, and now lives in Doylestown, Pennsylvania IV 7 Elmer George Carpenter - the seventh child of Fred & Cora Carpenter Elmer George Carpenter b 5/3/1905 d 4/9/1967 age 62 md to Lila ---- Issue V: 1- Elmer William Carpenter b 6/1923 2- Floyd Carpenter b 8/24/1927, was in WWII, died during the war from measles contracted while in Japan. 3- Allen Carpenter b 4- Peggy Carpenter b in San Diego, California The following is the death notice of Elmer G. Carpenter from a newspaper clipping: "Elmer G. Carpenter, Croton died Doctor's Hospital, Columbus, Ohio of heart attack 4/9/1967. Retiree Naval Career (electronics); Veteran WWII, Police Reserve Officer in Security. Retired 10/31/1966. Survivors: wife Lila of Croton, 2 sisters, Beatrice Barcus and Florence Huffman, 2 children - Peggy Carpenter of San Diego, Calif. and Allen Carpenter of Mt. Vernon, Ohio. Military funeral Service Wednesday Snyder-Melick Funeral Home Interment East Lawn, Centerburg." Elmer had spent his last years in Texas and San Diego and had moved to Croton, Ohio just 2 weeks before his sudden death. IV 8 Florence Carpenter -Last child of Fred and Cora (Fox) Carpenter b 7/1/1907 in Galena md Homer Huffman 1926; they recently celebrated 50 years of marriage. They live in Centerburg. Issue V: 1- Clark E. Huffman b 3/10/1928 2 Mabel Beatrice Huffman b 3/26/1933 md Bob Pruett Issue VI: 1 Cheryl Pruett 2 Michael Pruett 3 Cathy Pruett This completes the Charles and Ida Sharp Longshore Branch (Charles was the 6th child of David and Elizabeth (Warner) Longshore Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 79) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1ebb9070aca7b4916f3065add1fbb133.jpg 989914a6bfd77b20e1febc3ad132184a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 80] [corresponds to page 77 of I-DENTITY] David Longshore, Jr. The Seventh child of David and Elizabeth (Warner) Longshore IG David Longshore, was born 1823 in Ohio md Sarah Shannon Issue 1- Augusta Longshore b. 1849 2- Mary Longshore b. 1850 3- Serepta J. Longshore b. 1853 4- Frank Longshore b 1860 For additional information by Judy (Longshore) Campbell see Addendum _____________________________________________________________________ Girl (Unknown name) Longshore The Eighth child of David and Elziabeth (Warner) Longshore IH The eighth child is a daughter, ----, and so far there is no data on her. Perhaps she was not number eight in the "line-up" but it seems best to put her in that sequence, since no date has been found by this compiler. ______________________________________________________________________ Note - This completes the tabulations of the David and Elizabeth (Warner) Longshore line by this compiler. Every effort has been made to keep the lines straight but if some should have crossed, it is because sometimes there were so many Davids, Charles', et cetera, most without benefit of I, II, Sr., Jr., or whatever. It was the custom to have namesakes in the early days, more then than now, and so babies were named not only after parents and grandparents but also after aunts, uncles, etc., so again a confusion develops - and there's no one to ask in most instances! Also much of this information has been gathered via telephone so again there is a greater margin for error in that type communication. And I may as well admit it - sometimes I "goof" just for no reason at all! Seriously though, all of this compiling has been done with the best of Intentions, and no slights or errors intended. So now, you know "who's who" among the Longshores! -Maxine Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 80) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3aac03e36e9267794c4573c73de34006.jpg b61df6f434744c3d81b9d8efa9dc9765 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 81] [corresponds to page 78 of I-DENTITY] Note - The following material is included because this writer feels it can be fit into the family history somewhere,although she has not been able to find the "hook-up" as of now.(1976) It was submittted by Curtis Longshore of Johnstown, Ohio last October at his home when this compiler visited him there as he was recuperating from surgery. He died a few months later. From the CENTENNIAL BIOGRAPHICAL HISTORY OF FRANKLIN CO - 1901 "Isaac Longshore, resides in Blendon Twp, born in Zanesville, Muskingum Co., Ohio 10/17/1844. His parents being Thomas & Mary A.(Evans) Longshore whose 6 children are: William H., a farmer Pawnee Station, Kansas; George W., a fruit grower in Grand Junction, Colorado; Isaac; Charles, a resident farmer of Missouri; Thomas H a businessman in Kansas City, Missouri; and Margaret A., wife of Martin Brown of Ft. Scott, Kansas. Thomas was born in Pennsylvania in 1811, son of Amos. Thomas, with his father,came to Ohio during early childhood where his family settled on a farm in Hocking Co. where Thomas was reared to manhood. In Muskingum Co., Thomas and Miss Evans (b 1817). Thomas took up abode in Zanesville and operated a sawmill and sale of lumber until late 1850s when he purchased a farm in Perry Co.,Ohio, 6 miles east of New Lexington, until 1884; sold farm and went to Kansas making his home with his children, residing there in his 89th year, well preserved at this time (1901). Thomas is a staunch republican, served as a J.P. and township trustee several years; deacon in Baptist Church. Wife died in 1892 at age 75 (wife of Thomas) Isaac bought the homestead from his father, Thomas. House was over 100 years old. He later married Elizabeth Driggs and moved to Morgan Co., purchased 80 acres of land near Beavertown. He operated the farm there until 8 years later and then came to Blendon Twp., corner of 161 & 3C. Isaac's 5 children: Jeremiah W. (Cincinnati Railway mail service); Archibald A.(1882-1902), agriculturist (broom manufacturer) delivered brooms to penitentiary, wife Minnie Buck; Josephine M., wife of Rev. R.W. Kohr; Edward md Lulu Buck; ---- [Cora] M. at home." Amos Longshore 17---- Thomas 1811 Isaac 1844 - 1930 (couldn't serve in Civil War; couldn't bite cartridges with false teeth.) Archibald C. 1882 - 1962 (Isaac's son) Curtis -1976 Archibald's son 1/2/1962 LONGSHORE A.C. Longshore, age 91, Johnston, Ohio. Survived by daughter, Mrs. Dwight Smith; son, Curtis L. Longshore, Johnstown; sister, Mrs. Josephine Kohr, Pasadena, Calif. Brother, Edward Longshore, Johnstown, Service Thursday 2 p.m. Crouse and Son Funeral Home., Johnstown. Entombment in Otterbein Cemetery Mausoleum, Westerville, Ohio. Friends may call at the funeral home... Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 81) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d9c98cd6014dcebac3eeb2a356992c92.jpg 375eec4c2ee9dd387a9d261a2467bd32 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 82] [corresponds to unnumbered page 79 of I-DENTITY] Additional Longshore Information by Judy (Longshore) Campbell David Longshore (I) lived in Middletown, Bucks County, Pennsylvania. In the 1800 Bucks County Census, he is listed with the unmarried men. He and Elizabeth Weaber were married by Isaac Hicks, J.P. on January 20, 1802 in Middletown Twp., Pennsylvania. Elizabeth is listed as a spinster. (She was 19). Her name on almost all Genealogical records (including, LDS records) is Warner. Her mother's maiden name was Warner and I believe that she took that as her own maiden name after her marriage. The tombstone of David Longshore says that he came to Ohio in 1806. It also states that he was 79 years 9 months 8 days old. Later census records say that he came from Pennsylvania. After his wife Elizabeth (Warner) died on August 8, 1840 he married Elisabeth (Betsy) Benton on June 20th 1842. Betsy and her husband lived on a farm next to the Longshores. David and his brother, Euclydus bought land together in 1811 and David lived in the same place the rest of his life. Family of John Longshore first son of David (1) John Longshore b. 10/9/1802 d 3/18/1877 married Clarinda Benedict b. about 9/7/1807 died 12/2/1871 After the family came to Ohio. John spent his whole life in Delaware County and later owned a farm next to his fathers. Children: 1. David C. Longshore b. 3/16/1827 died 9/05/1907 on 3/12/1851 md Fannie Bailey daughter of James and Eve (Kitts) Bailey. Fannie was born 3/12/1829 and died 6/11/1901. David fought in the civil War for Iowa and moved there to live in 1861. He lived in Valley Junction (Polk County, Iowa), the rest of his life. Children: 1- George b. 1853, Ohio died May 26, 1912, Iowa m. Rosaline 1 daughter - Bessie b 1874 d 12/20/02 2- Julia b 1856, Illinois lived in Iowa 3- Alice b 1/12/1858, Illinois on 1/11/1883 md William Youngerman. She died 10/3/1884 and is buried in Iowa 4- Henry Lee Longshore b 7/26/1860 d? Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 82) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/28c5d27ae11c11748204221fec0f22a0.jpg 7bf7d03d45421f2060ce68d38472b37d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 83] [corresponds to unnumbered page 80 of I-DENTITY] on 9/5/1888 md Anna Bell (Drury) b12/1865 Children: 1- Hazel L. Longshore b 11/19/1890 2- Edith Blanche b 6/5/1892 3- Gladys b. 9/1894 5-Infant b. 2/15/1863* 6-Infant b 4/1867* 7-Edwin Asa Longshore b. 8/21/1868 d 4/21/1935 on 8/21/1890 married Minnie Grace Chittenden (b 12/3/1870 d 3/8/1931) children: 1- Cecil A. Longshore b. 11/21/1891 d 12/4/1971 never married 2- Blanche Marie b. 8/26/1893 d 10/17/75 never married 3- Harold Longshore b 10/12/1898 d 5/28/1960 on 10/12/1929 married Clista Davis (b 6/9/1908) d 4/21/2002) children: Jacqueline md Sam Genovese Harold Jr. - never married 4-Russell Eldon Longshore b 8/18/1901 d 11/30/1973 never married 5- Ellwyn Edwin Longshore b 2/4/1904 d 10/3/1995 on 7/1/1934 md Audrey Lavona Burk children: Judith Elaine David Edwin 2. Aaron Longshore b Apr. 5. 1828 d 1/30/1855 on 10/21/1852 md Lucinda Powell 1 child Phebe who married Noah Coons 3. Hannah Longshore b. 7/8/1842 d. 10/31/1864 on 8/29/1861 md Nathan T. Stanley. Nathan was in the Civil War and away from home when Hannah died. children: 1- John E. Stanley 2- Charles Lee Stanley Note: After Hannah's death, her boys lived with their grandparents John and Elisabeth. John's Will says that James Lampman will be guardian of John E. Longshore (Stanley) and that his son, David Longshore (in Iowa) will be guardian of Charles Lee stanley. Charles Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 83) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/3e98e3a00a36e0f8f47b29c9cff90fcd.jpg e7eef3b4ff4ed7344b23f553aec5078a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Description An account of the resource [page 84] [corresponds to unnumbered page 81 of I-DENTITY] Stanley and Edwin Longshore married Chittenden sisters. ---My brother - in-law is my cousin? The Family of David Longshore, Jr. The 7th child of David (1) There is more to be told of this family than will be told here. David, Jr. lived with his parents. The rules by which he would take care of them in their old age and thereby inherit their land was written in deed form. After the death of David Sr., David, Jr. sued all his brothers and sisters for the right to the land. In this suit is evidence that Rachel Squires is a sister of this Longshore family. David Jr, sues her children, since she was already dead. David Jr. served in the Civil War. His records show that he enlisted at the end of the War so he wasn't in very long. He served with an Ohio group. David was born about 1822 d 9/5/1871 and on 4/13/1848 married Sarah Ellen Shannon. (b 2/06/1824 d 10/26/1895) Children: 1- Agusta L. b 4/9/1849 d 10/11/1882 on 11/11/1867 md Edward D. Lunt (b 7/11/1844) Children: Charles E., Frank P. Emma L., Inez L. (After her death, Charles remarried and moved to Wapello, Iowa) 2- Margaret Louisa b. 1850 3- Serepta J. b 1851 4- Frank M. b 10/1855 *David Jr. and David, son of John, both ended up living just miles apart in Des Moines, Iowa. They are both buried in the same cemetery in a plot purchased by David Longshore. There is no indication which David. The infants buried there simply state infant of D. Longshore. It cannot be certain which David Longshore family they belong to. After David Jr's death, Sarah lived with her daughter Mary and family. They went west in the late 1800's and she died and is buried in Mountain Home, Idaho. Mark Longshore, son of Isaac Newton Mark Longshore, son of Isaac Newton, was found by this researcher by using the Ancestry.com database. He died in 1945. His death certificate is from Contra Costa County in California. (This includes the San Francisco area. It verifies that Isaac and Angeline (Bourne) were his parents. According to the certificate, he had lived in California for 30 years. At time of death he was working as PBX operator at a San Francisco hotel. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY (p. 84) Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. Items in this collection generally contain genealogical information about the families, personal anecdotes, and images of family members. Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource I-DENTITY Description An account of the resource This book is the history of the Longshore Family, prepared by Maxine Longshore in 1976. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 1) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to front cover of When Our Mother Was a Little Girl] WHEN OUR MOTHER WAS A LITTLE GIRL by Mrs. A Baldwin copyright 1888 (original in vault) http://66.213.124.233/files/original/14faa8e14c854f65e4621d258d3900e7.jpg 1885830ba624bbb5d8ce2b19cb07ff00 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 2) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to introduction of When Our Mother was A Little Girl] This book was written by Mrs. A. Baldwin, who was the daughter of Mahalia Rosecrans, daughter of Abraham Rosecrans and Susan Patrick Rosecrans. These stories were told by Mahalia to her grandson (Mrs. Baldwin's son). Mrs. Baldwin thought them interesting so put them in print about 1888. My father John Landon, and Charles Patrick each bought a copy. The cousins asked me many times if I could get some copies made up but not until 1955 did I take the time to do so. As a child this book was read to me many times and I have read it several times each year. I never tire going through its pages. My father who was born in 1832, knew most of the folks mentioned in the book and I used to hear him tell of meeting them. I hope the reader will enjoy the book half as much as I have. Joseph B. Landon 84 Winthrop Road Columbus 14, Ohio Nov. 25, 1964 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5e507e5729b53b264f6c31aae5d32721.jpg 4091a2d66ca1f96d56a79298633bbe99 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 3) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to unnumbered page 1 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] When Our Mother Was A Little Girl Copyright, 1888. Mrs. A. Baldwin Part 1 "What are you thinking about, Jack?" said Grandma. "I'm not Jack. I'm George Washington: and I'm thinking about Indians. Tell me about when you were a little girl and the Indians came." "Ah!" said Grandma, "George Washington saw more Indians in his day than I ever did in mine, and Block-houses, too, for that matter; but he never saw our Block-house; and I will tell you about that. A block-house is a large square house, the logs are round and rough on the outside, but hewn on the inside; and all around at intervals, are little holes." "For birds' nest?" said Jack. 'No, indeed; they are for guns. At these the men would stand and fire, and the women down below would cling together, and the children would cry: and outside, the Indians, all covered with paint, would yell and dance and fire their arrows. But I never saw anything of this kind, for they were all friendly Indians when I was a little girl; though once, when I was a baby and my father was away in Delaware- town, making roads for the army, and all the men were with him , a woman came run- ning across the fields, crying, "Susan, Susan! the Injuns! Run to the Block- House!' My mother who was never afraid of any thing, said she would not go. But when Uncle Isaac's wife came by, with her bed and her clothes in a wagon and her children on top of them, mother was persuaded to pack her things on, too, and taking me in her arms, she walked to the Block-house, which was three miles away, close by Uncle Jim Starke's. There they all spent the night, but the next day, not seeing any Indians or hearing any more about them, they went home, and that was the last time the old Block-house was ever used; but it stood many years, a peaceful place for the chil- dren to play in and perhaps after all, the birds did build their nests in the gun holes. "There was once a camp-meeting in that same Delawaretown where father made the roads, and the people invited the Indians from Sandusky to meet with them. Several hundreds of them accepted the invitation and came marching into town; the Chiefs and warriors ahead, the young men following, and the women straggling along, in the rear, loaded down with the wigwams and cooking utensils. Such an array was alarming. Had they come for good or evil? Uncle Jake, who was a class-leader, said it was all for good; that they were led by the Spirit; that the heathen were our inheritance; and he sang with more fervor than ever, that he hoped to shout glory when the world was on fire. But father said they had come because they had nothing else to do; and no doubt he was right, for these Indians were the last of the old Hurons; their forefathers had been powerful allies of the French; in more then one fight they had conquered the Iroquois; and now their glory had departed and they were restless and discontented in their narrow precincts on the shores of Lake Erie. We were all anxious to see them and father took us in his wagon to their encampment. I was a very little girl, and the only thing that I remember was a http://66.213.124.233/files/original/fccb78e3db19bbe0f8d9b8fa4d03d8b3.jpg 27b3f5a57a1207b3004a1da8375ec2dd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 4) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 2 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] curious kind of cradle. It was made of a blanket, with each of the four corners tied to a tree; when the wind blew the cradle would rock; and the old squaws could put in half a dozen babies and go off to hear the preaching. I thought it would be an excellent idea for the twins, and proposed it to mother one day when Uncle Jake's children came over to help us pull flax, and was so offended at her refusal, I left Sophronia alone in a fence corner, where the poor little thing cried herself almost to death; but mother never found it out, and I said nothing more about the cradle. I hope, Jack, that you will be better to your little sister than I was to mine, and always tell your mother the truth." "Like George Washington? But I don't want to hear about babies, I want to hear about Indians." "Why, there are baby Indians, as well as big Indians, and they call them Pappooses. When a pappoose's mother is going on a journey she does not strap her baby up softly and carry it in her arms, but she straps it on a board and the board on their back, and marches along. Once an old squaw came to Uncle Abner Ayres' tavern, in Fredericktown, and she stopped outside the door and un- strapped her pappoose, and set the board, pappoose and all, against the side of the house, while she went to get some whiskey. When she came out, there was no baby left, for a dreadful old sow had eaten it all up. But you like to hear about fighting Indians, do you, with paint on their faces and feathers in their hair? They do very well to talk about, but how would you like to see some of them walking in here tonight? Once, when father and mother had gone to a funeral and we children were at home alone, we saw a party of them coming up the road, with guns in their hands and knives and tomahawks in their belts. We were scared enough. Some of the children ran under the bed and some under the table, and Maranda crawled into a bag; but Uncle Daniel's boy- Uncle Daniel was General Rosecrans' grand- father - armed himself with a poker and stood in the doorway to protect us. He was a little fellow about 9 years old, but his dark eyes were full of courage and his young heart beat stoutly under his homespun shirt. The odds were des- perate, one against many; an old poker against guns and tomahawks. No neigh- bor was within call. Around us lay a little patch of cleared land, and beyond that, the woods. We were all alone, and our only defense was the little boy, with his poker in the cabin doorway. The Indians, armed and painted, came nearer and nearer; but when within a few yards of the house they stopped and began talking gesticulating in a frightful manner. Were they planning to fire the house and scalp the inmates? We shook with fear in our hiding places. But great was our relief when they turned back, and we, peeping cautiously out, saw them lay down their guns, stick their knives and tomahawks into the fence, and then return to the house, making signs that they were friendly and only wanted something to eat. We came timidly out from under the beds and tables, and Maranda crept out of her bag, and we gave them all the bread and venison we could find in the house, and were happy enough when they marched off, one after another, Indian fashion, down the road." "If they had burned the house, then what? I guess your father and mother would have been sorry they went to a funeral. I don't like funerals." "They did not, either, but they always went to them. In those times every man within 10 miles was a neighbor and every neighbor was a friend and when any- one died, a boy was sent on horseback from house to house to tell the sad tidings. On the day of the funeral, all the men and women in the country round laid aside their work, however important, and attended it. Rough wagons, with boards across http://66.213.124.233/files/original/82e91e5afdd9333d63cf5953695185c5.jpg dff84c3ad7dd3297e78bec1ed5e9ee23 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 5) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 3 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl] for seats, perhaps with a chair for some old grandmother, formed the procession, followed often by men on horseback with their wives behind them. They had no hearse and the best wagon of the settlement held the coffin and a homespun blanket answered for a pall. I have seen many grand processions since then. Once I saw a city hung with mourning, and thousands of soldiers marching with muffled drums and all the people mourning a great man. But I have never seen anything that seemed to me so solemn as those wagons winding through the forests and over the rough roads to the half-cleared grave-yard of that new country." But Grandma is thinking her own thoughts and has wondered far away from her Indian stories. Now I will tell you one more and then we will light the lamp and get ready for supper. We were never afraid of Indians when father was at home for father was a mighty hunter, and we were proud of him. I can see him now, as he looked to me when I was a child. Tall and erect, with black hair and eyes so keen, no thing escaped them. He wore cloth trousers, foxed below the knee with deer skin; a hunting shirt of striped flannel, with fringe around the bottom. His powder horn and shot-bag were slung across his shoulders, and his hunting knife was in his belt. There never was a doubt in our minds about his being able to protect us, and I think there never was in his, for he was a man of courage. And so this morning that I am going to you about, we were not in the least frightened, when we saw a large party of Indians approaching the house. Father went out to meet them, and they made signs that they wanted breakfast. Friend or foe was always made welcome to our table, so he brought them in, and mother cooked more meat and baked more cakes on the griddle, and they feasted to their satisfaction. After they had gotten through and mother was clearing the table, she said to father "What shall I do with this bread?" "O, give it to them! I don't want to eat after red dogs!" They went away, and the circumstance was forgotten when, several years after, father was in Delawaretown, and an old chief invited him to take a drink, Father consented, and politely requested him to drink first. But he said, "No, You, you no like to drink after the red dogs" and then reminded him of his remark about the bread, which he had perfectly understood. No, we never were afraid when father was home. But two or three times a year he went to Chillicothe to get his corn ground; that was a long journey and he was away several days. One stormy night we were sitting 'round our fire enjoying its warmth and comfort."-- "Just like our fire, Grandma?" "No, not very much like ours. That fireplace was three times as large; and instead of brass fire-irons they had great black stones; called "nigger heads", and on these were piled logs, so large and heavy, it took two men to role them in, with hand-spikes; and every night men went from house to house, helping one another build the fires. When the family went to bed the blaze was carefully covered with ashes so the fire seldom went out; for we had no matches, and it was difficult to kindle with flint, that rather than do it, I have known people who go a long distance to 'borrow' a brand or a shovelful of coals. Well, we were sitting 'round one of these great fires. Mother was spinning flax at her little wheel, the older girls were knitting, and the children were listening to stories of Wyoming and mother's childhood, when the door suddenly opened and in walked two big Indians. Indians never knock, and our door had only a wooden latch, and the leather latch-string hung outside. So there they came, without any warning. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d1ca9dc805dbb664d0e3a4eb1cceed1b.jpg 1b874c63a189be4372f9d635ecd85cd6 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 6) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 4 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl] "We were very much frightened and huddled close together, but mother rose from her wheel, and without a sign of fear, asked them what they wanted. They made her understand, by motions, that they expected to spend the night. She could not refuse them, it was more dangerous to send them away than it was to keep them, so she placed chairs for them before the fire and made them as welcome as she could. They were not pleasant to look at as they sat in our midst wrapped in their blankets, silent and motionless. The more we looked at the them, the more frightened we became, and mother was glad to take us into the next room (we had two rooms) and put us in our beds. Then she covered the fire and told the Indians that they could go to sleep when they liked. "They made ready to by lying down on the floor, with their heads to the fire and their tomahawks for pillows, while their guns were placed carefully by their sides. Our fears were soon forgotten, but who can tell what our mother thought and felt during the long hours of that winter night. She was up early in the morn- ing and gave them their breakfast, and they were gone before the children were awake, and even now, I can scarcely convince myself that it was not all a dream. "Perhaps they were thankful to my mother. I know some Indians once re- turned after receiving a kindness and brought baskets to the children, and one of them gave my sister an Indian nose-ring. It was, in shape and size, very much like the bowl of a large spoon, and would have hung over the mouth in the most in- convenient manner. The gift seemed of no consequence to us, but when my sister sold it a peddler for a silver dollar, we realized its value and envied her accordingly. Fifty cents was a large sum of money to possess in those days and Sophronia never thought of spending it, but rubbed it bright with vinegar and ashes and put it carefully away in a box, bringing it out as a great treasure when our cousins and the neighbor children came to visit us. "And that reminds me of a piece of money I had given to me when I was a little girl, and all the trouble it made me." "Money don't make me trouble," said Jack. "But I'm not a girl. Tell me about it. "There was no hotels in Kingston in those early times, and travelers were obliged to depend on the hospi- tality of the settlers, and it soon became known far and near that anyone stop- ping at Abram Rosecrans' would be certain of a place to sleep and something to eat, so it was no unusual thing to see a stranger riding up and hear him ask if he could spend the night. Father had always one answer - "You must take care of your own horse. There's the stable and plenty of feed. And if you go before breakfast, you'll have to pay but if you stay to breakfast, I shall not charge you anything." Of course the traveler, whoever he was, stayed to breakfast, and of course, father never took any pay for his entertainment. And father's answer was considered by us all a most excellent joke. "I was very fond of horses then , as I am now and when a fine horse came, it was my delight to lead him to the trough and water him and sometimes, to steal a ride upon his back. I liked that much better than helping mother get supper. And although my sisters cut the bread and set the table and turned the griddle cakes, I was always the favorite, and it was to me that one of these travelers, on going away, gave a silver quarter of a dollar. "I think I must have been the first child in the family to receive money, or my brothers and my sisters would not have treated me as they did. Or, perhaps I was proud, and as you say, 'Took on airs'. - I no sooner received that money than I was made to feel myself an outcast. When I went to help Maranda wash the dishes, http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9d97f61d73b880e6485bb0f011ed1129.jpg 03a1bc0e6cca71e03efce3ea09bbbc43 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 7) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 5 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] she said she had rather wash them alone; that rich folks didn't need to wash dishes. And when I joined the twins, who were picking up chips, they went off on the other side of the woodpile and left me alone. I did not care about the work, but nobody would play with me and that was hard to bear. "That afternoon Uncle Jake's children were coming over and we were going for nuts. There had been a big frost the night before, and we could hear the nuts rattling down in the woods and the prickly burrs were thick under the chestnut trees. This first nutting expedition was a great event to us and we had talked of nothing else for a week. Mother had made us each a linen bag and had woven tape on purpose for strings. And when I saw the children coming, I forgot all about my money and ran to show them my bag. But one of the girls got ahead of me and I heard her say "Oh! she feels so big," and then they went off and whispered among themselves "I went with them for the nuts, but nobody wanted to walk with me or talk with me, and they had secrets together and laughed and made signs. I filled my bag alone and walked home alone and was very unhappy". Every night , after we were washed and made ready for bed, we said our prayers. Mother had not time to hear us one by one, as your mother does, so we all knelt in a row around the bed and prayed silently. But that night I could not remember anything to say, I was so busy thinking about my money; and I could not sleep after I went to bed. What should I buy with it? I had everything I wanted. I had new shoes, laced with leather strings; and white lined stockings, that mother had knit me to wear to church; and a pair of gloves that she knit; and a pink calico dress, with a ruffle in it; and a pocket handkerchief with a border; and a silk bonnet that Mrs. Prince had made from a piece of one her dresses. I could not think of anything else. I might buy something for my sisters, and I took great comfort thinking how ashamed they would be when they saw how generous I was. But then my sisters had everything I had, eve to the bonnet, for Mrs. Princes dress had answered for us all. The silk was changeable, red in one light and green in another, and we presented a gay appearance and were much envied, when the six of us rode to church in the wagon, three on a seat. No, my sisters had everything and I had everything; but I must spend my money, for it made me so un- happy to keep it. I had put it for safety under one of the stones on the hearth; but every time I awakened, I seemed to see it shining like an eye, and once or twice I got up and lifted the stone to assure myself it was there. I had a wretched night, very early heard my mother stirring in the kitchen. I am an old lady now, but that sound comes back to me -- our mother, in the half darkness, working for her children. My troubles were over. I sprang from my bed, seized my money and ran to the kitchen. Take it! I cried, as I threw myself on her. Take it! Buy tea with it, or snuff for Aunt Thankfull, anything so I don't have it. How easy it was. Now the girls would love me just the same and everything would be pleasant. The new day was dawning as I ran to call father to breakfast. He heard me singing and said, What makes you so happy this morning? Oh, I have given away my money, that's what makes me happy. Don't you like money? he said, laughing. No, I don't, and I hope I'll never have any more. But you have had money, said Jack. Yes, but none that ever caused me so much trouble as that silver quarter; and after all my happiness has come in giving it away. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ac926bb8be1619be00b1b29b8ab9f2b2.jpg 95e1d63ab44d0d65261cf3a7332ca447 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 8) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 6 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] Part II The driving sleet beats against the window, and the pine trees outside are heavy with snow. Long icicles hang from the piazza roof, and the little stone dog that guards the door lies in a bed whiter than himself. The lake roars like the ocean, and the wind whistles wildly around the house. On a night like this, two years ago, a little bird came and knocked at our window, asking as plainly as a bird could ask, to be let in. Its feathers were sodden; its wing was wounded, and it scarcely fluttered as we warmed it in our hand, and nursed it into life. It seemed to trust us. But, alas! friends at night were enemies in the morning, in the eyes of that little bird, and it flew away without a chipper gratitude. Jack was a baby then, although he is a a big boy now, he will yet stand at the window watching, as he often does on nights like these, for the return of that un- grateful bird. Jack has had a trying day, for the precincts of a house are a contracted field for a mighty hunter like Daniel Boone -- and Jack is Daniel Boone. He has been all day on the chase and his legs are tired going up and down in quest of game. He has had a frightful time with a growling bear in a cave under the bed. He had tracked the deer to their salt licks in the kitchen, and has killed the owl on the bookcase, till it is as dead as an owl can be, and his work is done and here comes Grandma, knitting and all, to their camping-ground on the hearth rug. "Grandma, I killed a bear today. Did you ever see a man before that killed a bear?" and Jack elevated his small figure and put on a look of great fierceness. Grandma laughed as she looked at her little boy, and said, "Why, yes I have seen a man that killed a bear; but he brought his bear home with him, we had bear steak for supper, I wonder if your bear's meat will be as tough as ours was! Sit down in your little chair and I will tell you about it. "It was a winter evening, though not so cold as it is to-night; we were through supper and the girls were washing the dishes, and mother was mixing the 'corn pone' for breakfast. She always made this at night and put it into a baking kettle, with an iron cover. This she set in a bed of coals, with coals on the lid, then covered it all with ashes, and in the morning the pone was baked brown. With wild honey or maple molasses, it made a dish fit for a king. Father was sitting before the fire, and perhaps he heard us taking about breakfast, for all at once he got up and said, 'I think I'd better go and kill a deer, we are about out of venison,' and taking his gun down from the wall, he hung his shot-bag and powder- horn on his shoulder, put his knife in his belt, and started for the Deer Lick. This was a salt spring, where the deer came to drink, and was about a quarter of a mile from the house. Near the spring was a tree, and father climbed up among the branches, feeling sure that a deer would come before bed-time. He was obliged to keep perfectly quiet, and it was cold work waiting, hour after hour, so he was glad enough when he heard a rustling among the bushes. He cautiously raised his gun, to be ready. But what was his surprise to see, instead of a deer, a great black bear! It came slowly and clumsily along, growling in an ugly, sullen way. Many a man would have been frightened; but father only thought, 'Now I must do my best; for if I miss him, or slightly wound him, he will be on me before I can re- load.' So he took careful aim and fired. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/442193223d2542832af43992dffb28b8.jpg c00691c68a08197fee2c2cc726fca90f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 9) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 7 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] "We heard the report of the gun, and, the next minute, father's call for the dogs. For some reason, the dogs refused to go. Again we heard the call. The case was urgent, something must be done! So two boys who were spending the night with us , seized the dogs, and, lifting them on their backs, ran with them to the lick. There they found father with his knife in his hand, the snow red with blood, and the bear dead. He had killed it the first shot; but uncertain of it, had called the dogs to help, in case of a struggle. The boys came home, hitched the oxen to the bob-sled, and went back for the bear. We children flocked out to see it, and I remember it looked like a great black cow in the moonlight. "In the morning all the neighbors came, and word went far and near that Abram Rosecrans had killed a bear-- the first and last ever killed in our township. We took great delight in hearing father tell the story over and over again, and tried our best to think bear's meat better than venison, but it was so strong and tough we could not really like it." "Did he kill a deer the next night?" "I don't remember about that. But he never had any trouble killing deer: he would often kill three or four in a day, and come home with the skins and the best part of the meat slung over his saddle. Mother would cook all she wanted, and father would usually jerk the rest. Jerking was cutting it into narrow strips, smoking it a little, and then drying it. Father always took jerked venison and parched corn when he went hunting, and we had it for our dinner at school. Our little school-house was a mile away, and we carried our dinners with us. There were pegs driven 'round the school-room, over our seats, and on these we hung our baskets. "One day I lost my dinner, and how do you think it happened? It was a warm summer day, and I was trying to study, -- but from my window I could see the woods full of wild flowers and birds and squirrels and all manner of pleasant things, and it seemed as if noon never would come, -- when, all at once, I heard a scream, and looking up, I saw, right before me, hanging by its tail from the ceiling, an immense black snake! Its head was in my basket, and it was eating my dinner with great satisfaction. Oh, how we ran! -- the teacher and all. The school-house was cleared in a minute! And then, two of the big boys went in with clubs and killed it. We did not measure it, but we always said, 'it was as long as a rail.' "Yes, I lost my dinner, but it came out right, for the other children divided with me and the teacher gave us an extra play hour. "That school teacher's name was Polly Taylor. She was pretty, sweet girl, and a great favorite with her scholars. "Susan Skeels, another teacher, never thought of anything but study. How we did dislike her! She was an old maid, and had very strict notions about the bring- ing up of children. We had to stand with our toes exactly to the crack when we recited: had to hold a heavy Dictionary at arms-length for a punishment, and were feruled for the the slightest cause. The time came, though when we had our revenge, and I will tell you about it. "One summer's day we were gathered in the school-house, studying and recit- ing, when suddenly, to our great terror, the sun seemed blotted from the sky and the darkness of midnight settled upon us. There was a whirring, roaring noise, http://66.213.124.233/files/original/107f16397bab5e5e3d0ecacfcf81ac8b.jpg dad098ef762c4d81118add7703755042 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 10) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 8 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] and then the rain fell in torrents. I cannot tell how long it lasted, but when it ceased, we found that the little brook between us and our homes had become a rushing river and the foot bridge was in danger of being washed away. We dared not cross it alone, and were greatly relieved when we saw father coming to help us over. Miss Susan was very fat, and she did not like to trust herself on the log, but after father had taken the children over, she was persuaded to try it. She got on very well until she neared the middle, where the current was swiftest, when, for some reason, she lost her courage, and, with a wild cry, threw her arms around father, and they tumbled together into the water. "Then was our chance. 'Good for her! good for her!' we cried. 'Look at her; look at her now' as she came struggling up, the water dripping from her sun bonnet, and her clothes clinging to her stout figure. 'Keep your toes to the crack, Susan; don't forget your manners! Cross your i's, dot your t's, and spell ablel! Three cheers for teacher! and laughed, and cheered, and hurrahed, and one boy, in his excitement, threw his cap into the brook and it floated away after Miss Susan's dinner-basket. "Father finally dragged her to the land, and a sad sight she was, as he hurried her along the path to our house. Mother gave her some dry clothes, and a bowl of camomile tea, and she was none the worse for her wetting. But after that she never seemed quite happy in school and soon made way for Polly Taylor. "I was very fond of play when I was a little girl. I am afraid I liked it too well, and I often got into mischief. I remember one day mother said I might go to Uncle Joe's; the way to Uncle Joe's was right through the woods, and that I liked, for I never was afraid and I always found something to interest me. On this day, a herd of deer ran across my path, a dozen of them, with branching horns and bright beautiful eyes, and little farther on, an old wild turkey flew out from behind a clump of bushes. I was curious to see what she had been doing, and creeping cautiously 'round, I came to a next of turkey eggs. that was a trea- sure indeed! I had no basket, but what could be better than a sun-bonnet! I filled it full, tied the string together for a handle, and hurried on to show my prize to Uncle Joe's children. They were delighted, and proposed that we should set the eggs and raise our own turkeys. Fortunately, they had several sitting hens, and we had only to lift them carefully, take out the hens' eggs, and put in the turkey eggs. Aunt Sarah wondered why her hens were so long com- ing off, and she wondered still more when they did come off, and instead of a brood of young chickens, they were followed about by long-legged, half feathered turkeys. I thought the hens, themselves, must have been surprised at their queer looking children; but were just as kind as they would have been to their own yellow chickens, and scratched for them and clucked to them in the most motherly manner. But turkeys have no gratitude: and as soon as they could pick for them- selves, they ran away to the woods and were seen no more. "I always liked to go to Uncle Joe's, but there was no place we enjoyed quite so much as Uncle Isaac's. Aunt Mary had died before I could remember, and the children kept house. "In those day children could not do as much damage as they can now. There was little furniture to injure and no carpets to wear out. I recollect, when Uncle Jim Starke's last wife made a rag carpet (I was quite a big girl then) how all the people talked about her extravagance. It was said the rags would have made six good 'coverlids,' and 'what a waste it was to put them on the floor to http://66.213.124.233/files/original/57e9af0fa3c91ddf98d8c914306e7d6c.jpg 00bb7533f804a8f4ca457ca0afce5cd0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 11) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 9 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] be walked on! It was almost wicked.' No, there was no furniture or carpets to spoil and no windows to break. When a man built a house, he cut out the logs , to leave open spaces, two or three feet long. In these he put a kind of frame and pasted paper over it; this paper was greased on the outside, so the rain would not injure it, and the light came through better than you would think. The first window glass I ever saw was a great curiosity. Dr. Skeels had it in his new house, and father took us to see it. He had two windows, with four panes in each window. That we could see in and see out was wonderful! I went outside and Maranda inside, and we pressed our faces against the glass and tried to touch and kiss on another. We could not understand it; - a piece of that glass would have more precious than diamonds. "But I was going to tell you a little story about a visit to Uncle Isaac's. One day, as a special favor, father said I might take the gray mare and ride over to see my cousins, but that I must come home before night, for Uncle Isaac had no room to stable the mare, and it was too cold to leave her in the field. I was al- ways fond of horseback riding and I went off with great joy. The children gave me a warm welcome, and especially glad to see me, because their father had gone to 'quarterly-meeting' and they were alone; they insisted that I should stay all night and cousin John said he would look out for the mare. Uncle Isaac was building an addition to his house, and the rooms were floored, but not entirely finished, and into one of these rooms he put the mare. "After evening meeting, Uncle Isaac came home bringing a minister with him, and they went to bed. Sometime in the night, he wakened us by calling, 'John! John! Get up! There are horses in the yard! and there might have been a dozen, such a whinnying and tramping of hoofs as we heard. But John was sleepy, and he called back, 'Oh! never mind , father, It is only Uncle Abram's old mare in the bedroom!' "Uncle Isaac was satisfied and went back to bed; but I have often wondered if the minister thought that was where we always kept our horses. "Uncle Jake's children were our most constant playfellows, their farm ad- joined ours, and between our house and theirs was only a little woods and a slash, as we called the brook so the two families were always together. "One night, I remember, father and mother and Aunt Polly and Uncle Jake were invited to a party at Mrs. Blackman's. Mrs. Blackman came from Newtown, and was looked upon as authority in all matters of taste and fashion. She had no children and lived luxuriously in a double log-house, with an entry between. She baked beans just as they did in Boston, and made real Connecticut pumpkin pies. One of her parties was quite an event. This night Uncle Jake and Aunt Polly were going with father and mother, and as the snow was deep, father thought he had better drive the oxen. He put fresh straw in the sled, for mother was going to wear her dove-colored silk, and that required care. Mother had brought that dress with her from Wyoming, ten years before, but it was still considered a handsome dress and was only worn on great occasions. They bade us good-by, promising to bring us some cake, if we were good chil- dren; and we watched them, slowly wending their way through the clearing, till fairly out of sight. Then on went our hoods and cloaks, and away we went, through the snow, to Uncle Jake's. Their children had promised to spend the evening with us, and we were to help them carry over the baby. Poor little thing! it was cruel http://66.213.124.233/files/original/ec3090792714ff9a0379661755416b62.jpg 8d74cab0d7196855f8a1cdd723a66162 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 12) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 10 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] to take it out of its warm cradle. But we wrapped it up well, and took turns run- ning with it, and were soon home. On the way one of the boys called out, 'There are Mother Hess's dogs!' and saw several of the great black creatures run out of the woods, and thought no more of it. "We gave the baby some milk and were commencing our games, when we were startled by hearing howls in the distance. We listened. The sound came nearer and nearer, and louder and louder, and the the boys cried out, 'It's wolves! It's wolves! and they're coming to the house! "Sure enough, in a minute there they were! -- before the doors, under the win- dows, and all around the house -- filling the air with howls. Then we knew it was wolves we had seen in the woods, and were frightened enough when we thought of the little baby and our escape. We felt quite safe in the house, and after a time were tempted to take a peep at them; so we opened the door a little crack and took turns looking out. I remember how, in the dark, their eyes gleamed like coals of fire. "The boys thought they would scare them, by throwing fire-brands in their midst, but they only ran off a little way and came back fiercer than ever. Then John Poole took down father's shot-gun. There was a keg of powder handy, under the bed, and he put in a good, heavy charge, poked a hole in the window paper and fired away. This amused us, but did not scare the wolves, and we finally got tired and went to bed. "When father came home they were gone, but the snow 'round the house was covered with tracks. Uncle Jake and Aunt Polly were so glad to find the children safe, they forgot to scold us about taking out the baby, and we had our cake all the same. "Wolves were very troublesome in those days, and we were obliged to have the sheep-pen adjoining the house, and covered over. The calf-pen was a little farther off; and once, in broad daylight, a wolf climbed on the pen and would have seized the poor little calf, had not mother called the children and told us to scream, all at once, as loud as we could.The noise we made was more than any wolf could stand, and he ran away. "The men had wolf-pens all through the woods. These were made of logs with a trap-door on the top. A piece of meat inside tempted the wolf, and when he jumped in to get it, the door fell and he was caught. "One day, I was playing with my cousins and we came across one of these pens. I proposed that we should get into it and have it for a house. They were ready for anything, so in we climbed, when, suddenly, down came the cover, and we were fast enough. Fortunately, there was some one outside to go for help, or in those deep forests they might have hunted for days and not found us. 'We were quite excited, at one time, about a large gray wolf that prowled for weeks around the neighborhood and eluded out best hunters. It had only three paws, one of them having been cut off by a trap. Morning after morning we could find its tracks around our pens, and once in a while a sheep would be missing. One evening, just at dusk, Mrs. Blackman was out, bringing in her clothes, when this old, three- footed wolf chased her into the house. That was going a little too far, and father said he would take the matter in had. So he killed a sheep and place it in such http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b1c4588af46dbd8af42c303657008e55.jpg 3a9e11833239c1e5efb00f483eec485c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 13) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 11 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] a life-like position on the trap, that no wolf could resist it, and the old fellow was caught the very first night. "That is all the wolf stories I remember. But as you have been shooting owls today, I will tell you an owl story. "John Poole, the boy who fired at the wolves the night of Mrs. Blackman's party, was the son of a widow who lived neighbor to us. "One night, a few months after the party, father and mother were awakened from their sleep by a violent knocking and pounding at the door and some one crying, 'Help! help!' Father sprang quickly out of bed, drew back the great, wooden bolt and called out, "Who's there? What's the matter?' "A voice in the darkness answered, "It's me! it's me!" and the Devil is in my bedroom!' and the owner of the voice, whoever he was, staggered through the door and fell on the floor. "By that time we were all aroused, and very much alarmed. Mother hastily blew up a coal and lighted a candle, and there on the floor, lay John Poole. His curly hair was torn and matted; his face was scratched, and the blood was streaming down. He was a frightful object, and so exhausted by fear and running, he could scarcely speak. Mother bathed his face, and after a time he managed to tell his story. "The Pooles lives in a cabin, with one room below and a loft above. Mrs. Poole slept in the lower room and John in the upper. He had taken his candle, as usual , and climbed the ladder but no sooner had he stepped into his room, than he heard a frightful noise, and the Devil, himself, jumped out at him, and seized him by the hair, and blew out his candle, and beat him on the head and scratched him, -- all the time calling him dreadful names, in a language he could not understand. It was only by a miracle that he escaped and jumped down the ladder, and never stopped running till he had reached our house. "Our hair stood on end as we listened. Bears and panthers were bad enough! But a Devil, was too awful for anything! And father took down his gun, we all cried, and begged him not to go. But he went off laughing, saying that he would kill the Devil and bring him home with him. "In half an hour he came back, carrying an immense white owl! John was very much mortified, and it was many years before he heard the last of his Devil." http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d85e652dadfae1dfd135acac5c1b335f.jpg 77467310ae5fdd444da2c220c5eb2ccc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 14) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 12 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] Part III The sun shone bright and clear the morning after the storm, and Jack looked from his window on a world of whiteness. The sleighs, with their jingling bells, were not yet out, and the deep snow muffled the noises of the street. To the out- ward ear, all was silence, --but it was the silence of intense life. The snow dazzled; the icicles glistened; the sun shot forth his rays, and the very air sparkled. A child lives close to nature; and Jack' eyes grew bright, and his pulses quickened under the influences of the morning. He laughed aloud as a flock of "wax- wings" swooped down on the "mountain ash," scattering the snow, in search of their breakfast of berries. And a moment after, Jack was a "wax-wing" himself, in red mittens, flying here and there through the snow-drifts with a heart as free from care as any bird of them all. But alas! legs are not wings, at will, and snow- covered ice is treacherous. For with a cry, poor little Jack falls helpless. The birds fly away; the children troop along to school; the sleighs go merri- ly by, while Jack lies on the sofa in the parlor. but he is Jack no longer: he is a soldier, wounded in the great Rebellion. His army coat hangs by his side, the buttons are tarnished and the shoulder-straps are faded; -- Virginia suns and the dampness of Virginia trenches have left their marks upon them. On his head is an old cap, the regulation blue is dimmed and visor is defaced, but Jack takes pride -- and well he may -- in the golden letters that adorn the front. Over his shoulders is a sash that once was crimson, and on his breast he wears a badge bear- ing the names of "Petersburgh," and "Spottsylvania," and "Cold Harbor." Grandma is the nurse in charge, and tells her patient many stories of hospitals and wounded men. "Women have to take care of men; don't they, Grandma? They can't fight and wear uniforms and get wounded." "No, they don't wear uniforms, and don't generally fight. But I know one man who was wounded, and wounded by a soldier. Her father kept a tavern on Wyoming Flats, and when she was a little girl, about as old as you are, some Revo- lutionary soldiers stopped at their house to spend the night. One of them careless- ly laid his gun in a corner of the room; in some way it was knocked over and it went off, shooting the little girl in the leg. Her wound was so severe they were obliged to cut off her leg, and she had weeks of suffering. But the Government gave her a pension, and she got on very well with her wooden leg. Mother told me a funny story about that leg. "The Hilman's came to Ohio the same time with our people and old Mrs. Hilman rode horseback nearly all the way. One night they stopped at a tavern, and the landlord came out to help Mrs. Hillman from her horse. He had on high boots with his pants tucked into them. He offered his hand, Mrs. Hillman gave a spring, and by some chance her wooden leg went inside of his boot. They both fell to the ground, and the leg was so wedged in, it required a great effort on the part of the bystanders to get them apart. "Mrs. Hillman was the tailor of the neighborhood, and went from house to house cutting and making clothes for the men and boys. We were always delighted when she came to us, for she had seen Washington and Lafayette, and she told us many stories: but especially, there was a fascination and a mystery about her wooden leg that never lost its interest. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f4e3284af26160ec7ed697dd2c6b0b33.jpg 4e0bad9bdcb2c17e726b197b79d2b642 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 15) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 13 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] Yes, my grandfather came from "Wyoming Flats, too. He owned a good farm there, with a house and barn and everything comfortable. But he had four sons, Abram, Isaac, and Jacob and John, and two daughters, Sarah and Rebecca; and to see them all settled in life was more to him than houses or land, or ease and comfort. So he sold all that he had, bade good-by to the scenes of his early life, and with the remnant of his household goods packed in two wagons, and their sons with their wives and children following, he set forth upon a journey through forests almost unbroken, over streams dangerous to ford, and among a people savage and cruel; -- a journey whose only limit was the little bag of money, hidden, perhaps like Joseph's cup, in a sack of grain, for grandfather had decided on the number of his acres, and would travel on until the price accorded with his means. "With him were three brothers -- Carpenter by name, the Taylor family, the Hillmans, and the Sturtevants. Old Mrs. Sturtevant was a resourceful shiftless sort of a woman, but only one little circumstance made her famous as a manger and the envy of her neighbors. At starting she had hung her churn behind the wagon, And every night when she milked her cow -- they all brought cows -- she put her milk in her churn and the jolting of the wagon churned it, and she had fresh butter all the way, and buttermilk to treat her friends. "My mother lived to be a very old woman, but to the day of her death she blamed herself for her want of management, and spoke mournfully of the butter she might have made. "Why they chose Kingston township for their home I cannot tell. It was sever- al miles from any settlement, and had only two inhabitants, --old George Hess and Mother Hess, his wife; but Kingston was their Canaan, and there grandfather bought his land, paying one dollar and a half an acre, and there he built his house, and there my father and my uncles built their houses. "They were rude enough. Sawmills were unknown, and hewing boards form solid trees was slow work. We had a puncheon floor, and the ceiling overhead was elm- bark, the stump of a tree, left standing in a corner of the room, made a solid table, and my cradle -- for I was the first baby born in the new home -- was a little maple trough. "Mother had brought with her chests of clothes and cloth enough to last us until the land was cleared and our first crop of flax grown; but our chief diffi- culty was in getting corn for bread. Several times a year father was obliged to take a long journey to Chillicothe -- his bridle-path marked by blazed trees -- for the purpose of buying corn. "Near our house was the samp mortar, -- a stump hollowed out with a weight, suspended by a sweep, -- and here the men of the neighborhood came, in turn, to pound their corn. Years after Norton's mill was built, and all the men for thirty miles around took their provisions with them and went to the 'raising.' To hear father tell, in his return, of the height of it, and the width of it, and the size of the hopper, and the weight of the stone, was like the wonders of Aladdin. "Old George Hess was a very important man in our neighborhood; for he had a cleared farm and had raised potatotes, and had seed wheat to sell. "But more important than George Hess was George's wife, who was known to us all as Mother Hess. She was a stout little woman, in a short gown and petticoat. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/71ed1a3266fdbd210968364ee5db88a4.jpg f040f2db1f9003dd9936899daeb0d6a7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 16) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 14 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] with a man's hat upon; her head; and her constant companions were three big black dogs. They had no children, so they adopted three, or rather she adopted two, and George one. "Dave was George's boy, and Moze and Julie were claimed by Mrs. Hess. George had all the care and responsibility of his child, and she of her two. If Dave was sick in the night, George had to get up and attend to him; but if it were Moze or ornaments of their house was a large looking-glass, but having found Julie looking in it, more than she thought was good for her Mother Hess took it down, -- when she died, twenty years after, it was unpacked from one of her great chests. "George was a frugal man and drove a close bargain. Walter Dunham once went to him to buy some wheat. Walter was a poor man, and the price was so exorbitant, he felt he could not pay it, and was turning dejectedly away, when old Mrs. Hess followed him and whispered "'You come back when George is not at home.' "And he did go back, and she filled his bags without charge and sent him off happy. "Another time, this same Walter Dunham had all his sheep killed by wolves. The day following, father had a rolling and Mrs. Hess came to help mother cook for the men. At the table they were lamenting Mr. Dunham's ill luck. "I'm sorry, too,' said Mrs. Hess, 'I'm sorry one sheep. How sorry are you?' and she appealed to each in turn, and not to be outdone by a woman, every man had to be sorry a sheep. The next day all met at Mr. Dunham's and Mother Hess was with them, leading the finest of her flock. She was a great Whig and her influence among a poor class of squatters called 'Taways,' controlled the election. She would often walk ten miles to Delawaretown to hear a political speech, a dislike of riding be- ing one of her peculiarities. Her horses were like children to her. Their names were all written in the family Bible, and at her death, thirty were caught and sold that had never known a bridle. "George died first. But, years before his death, they had equally divided the property. George left his to Dave, but hers went to Moze and Julie. These two had fortunately married one another, and as long as lived they made a happy home for Mother Hess. "In less than a year after mother came to the country, she was followed by her three brothers, Uncle Newman and Uncle Joe and Uncle Ben. Uncle Josh came many years later. He had been a sargeant in the Continental Army and a soldier in the War of 'Eighteen hundred and twelve'. Uncle Joe was a great man, an office holder in the county and a member of the Legislature. But Uncle Ben, the black sheep of our family, was our favorite. "Uncle Ben was in many ways remarkable. He is the only man I have ever known who had double front teeth. They were white and even, and the peculiarity was scarcely noticeable; but they were double all around, and strong beyond be- lief. He was very eccentric in his dress, never wearing a coat, even in the http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1401ae0e273989125e9483970d3179c4.jpg 27f236d3919385295b66e382b77f4e41 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 17) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 15 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] coldest weather. His shirts were made of calico, a little open in the front and ruffled around the neck. His eyes were gray, and his expression kind and pleasant. His wife lived in Pennsylvania; but Uncle Ben's home was wherever he happened to be, and his money belonged to any one who needed it. "He had been a Methodist preacher -- and his knowledge of the Scriptures and his mighty voice made him welcome at revivals and camp meetings -- but he fell from grace so often, the Conference could not trust him; and when we knew him, he was a veritable 'Jack-of-all-trades.' "He brought a set of tools with him, and under his skillful hand our house became quite elegant, in comparison with our neighbors. We had a planed door with a latch and wooden bolt, two bedsteads made of cherry wood, and best of all, a chest of drawers. That was a piece of furniture to be proud of, and we little girls felt rich with half a drawer apiece. "Uncle Ben made coffins, too. Once there was a freshet, and the waters of the 'Big-belly' rose so high that the ford became impassable, and the foot-bridge was washed away. Uncle Ben had a coffin to deliver on the other side, and how to get it over became a serious question. The hour of the funeral drew near; the case was urgent; and at last Uncle Ben solved the difficulty by boldly launching it upon the water and paddling it across. "Poor Uncle Ben! How many stories, the old people used to tell of him! He did not keep himself unspotted from the world, but he visited the widow and the father- less, and the cause of the poor he searched out. Once I saw him take the shoes from off his feet and give them to a wretched woman; and he had to buy a cow for a family left in poverty. By his example he taught us to be generous, and his gifts of dresses and ribbons and pretty things, made room for him in all our hearts. Girls loved pretty dresses then, as girls do now, and mother did her best to please us. And her best, what did that involve! -- shopping 'round in pleasant stores and seeking after styles and fashions? No, indeed! It was climbing up the ladder to the cabin loft and bringing down the bag of flaxseed. It was the planting in the springtime; the anxious watching for the flowers in summer; the directing of the children as they pulled it in the fall; the raking and the binding and the rotting; the breaking and the skutching and the hetcheling; the carding of the tow and the spinning on the big wheel; the winding of the distaff and spinning on on the little wheel; the reeling and the quilling; the rinsing of some skeins in lye to bleach them, and the coloring of others. Last, and most difficult of all, the weaving and the cloth was done, -- some white, some unbleached, striped and checked with coppers and blue, -- and now, after months of labor and anxiety, the dresses could be cut and made; and not dresses only, but shirts and sheets and pillow-cases, the ticking for our feather beds, table cloths, towels, curtains, and even cloth to sell. the girls were taught to spin as soon as they were old enough, and a little sister, more ambitious than the others, had a little bench on which she jumped to reach the wheel. "The loop-shop was the first addition to our house, and mother was noted for her weaving. In one day she wove fourteen yards of yard-wide cloth, and carried it to Berkshire and traded it out at Judge Brown's store. The first one-horse wagon in our township, --no carriage has ever seemed to me so fine as that, -- she bought and paid for with proceeds of her loom. "In the evenings, as a kind of fancy work, she wove tape (buttons were a luxury, and we used tape instead), and father twisted rope for harnesses and bed- cords. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1d55270883798717dd1af461865d4d21.jpg 7b065c450fe6482d5272d32cdd9c3d63 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 18) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 16 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] "Our cherry bedsteads had corded bottoms and high posts, reaching nearly to the ceiling. these, curtained off, made spare chambers for our guests, and two or three in a room were no disadvantage. 'Round mother's were curtains of gay chintz from Pennsylvania, and the other were of linen, woven by herself. These were finished at the top by a valance or ruffle, pleated and fastened on with pins. For these pins I sighed! Cousin Beck suggested that thorns were just as good as pins for curtains; and one day when mother was busy in the loom-shop, and the children were off playing, I dragged out one of the big chests, put a chair on top of it, mounted the chair, and, carefully withdrawing the pins, substituted long sharp thorns. My stock in trade gave me a great advantage and I played pin till all the school was bankrupt. When mother cleaned house, months after, she discovered the deception and questioned all the older children, but never thought of me, I was so little and so innocent. "Yes, mother had a busy life. When the land was cleared and father had pasture for the sheep, she made woolen goods as well as linen, and she bought cotton by the bunch, mixed it with the wool and wove a cloth called jeans, twilled and heavy , for the men and boys. We took great pride in our first woolen clothes. Our undergarments were colored red with bran and madder; and our dresses brown, with butternut bark, or green, with peach leaves. "One night when Elim Brown was keeping company with my sister, I slipped from bed and walked around the room, for the purpose of displaying my night- gown of red flannel. My sister was horrified, and I suffered for my vanity by being sent off in disgrace. There was work in plenty for both men and women; everything we ate and everything we wore came from the hand. I was almost grown before I saw any sugar except that made in our own camp. Occasionally we had a treat of store tea, but generally drank rye coffee and tea made of sage. The first genuine coffee I ever tasted was at Uncle Dan'els. "Uncle Dan'el was a doctor, and with his pill-bag on his saddle rode every- where about the country. On one of his trips he had either bought or been pre- sented with some coffee; -- it was a great luxury, but Aunt Thankful said, 'Massy!' -- she always prefaced everything with 'Massy!'--'Massy! Children will enjoy it more'n grown folks!' and paying no attention to Uncle Dan'el's remonstrances, but talking to herself all the time, she bustled about, browned it in the skillet pounded it in the mortar, and then giving it a good, hard boil to get the strength out, poured it into our cups. The first taste! I remember it now, and Aunt Thankful's enjoyment of it all, as passed the cream and sugar saying, 'Massy! children, help yourselves; there's plenty of it.' "Yes, that was my first coffee. It seems strange to think about it now; but then even such common things as pepper and spice and soda were unknown, and our salt was brought sixty miles on horseback. Mother pounded dill and sassafras root for flavoring; and we raised red peppers in the garden, and cooked little pieces with our food to season it. Soda--saleratus we called it--mother made by burning corn-cobs on the griddle. "Work, work in every direction. Their pleasures were only work under another name, work made play by the sympathy of friends. The rollings and the raisings and the huskings, the quilting-bees and the pumpkin-parings and the apple-parings http://66.213.124.233/files/original/6259e679b2c52b2df3e0e584883d28a5.jpg a3eb75f28c7412ee5206eb6b2212a872 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 19) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 17 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] were called merrymakings; but they were, in reality, hard work done in company. The spinning-bees were best of all, and had a double value. Was any woman sick or burdened with unusual cares, her flax and tow were divided out among her neighbors. the work was done, and her recovery, perhaps, was celebrated by a party. Provisions were sent in, and each one came, bringing with her the yarn that she had spun. "It was almost impossible to get work done for money. Sometimes a Taway would hire for a few days. And there was a queer old man, who appeared every winter, and went from house to house spinning for his board and clothes. We called him 'Jimmy the Spinner'; but where he came from, no one knew, or why he had chosen that strange way of life. He was a quiet little man. He had no stories to tell about his wanderings, and but little interest in the life around him; but he had a store of plaintive love songs, and he sang them as he spun, in a weak, quavering voice. Year after year, he went his rounds, coming in the fall and leaving in the spring;--he was part of the season to us. We knew that winter was coming, for 'Jimmy the spinner' sat in our kitchen corner, and that spring was at hand when he said good-by. "One year we watched for him in vain. The leaves had fallen and the nuts been gathered, but still he did not come. And he never came again. From first to last he was a mystery. "Another singular character was 'Johnny Appleseed'--a small wiry man, with keen black eyes and long black hair. For years he had gone up and down through Ohio and Indiana, doing and finally sacrificed his life. He was chosen, he said, to make the wilderness blossom; to plant, that others might eat of the fruit. At the cider mills in Pennsylvania he gathered apple-seeds; filling a bag, he took it on his back and started westward. Carefully choosing places where the soil was fertile and the outlook pleasant, he would clear the ground and plant his seeds. These clearings would, perhaps, be miles from any habitation and often in the midst of forests, but the locality was well marked in his mind and year after year they were re-visited and cultivated, and became, under his care, nurseries for the surrounding country. "His devotion and enthusiasm inspired many of the early settlers to lay out orchards. He advised and helped them in the transplanting of the trees, and then his work was done. They blossomed and bore fruit, and Johnny was far away, still doing his 'duty' in the advance of civilization. "He lived to be an old man. One night he asked for shelter at a cabin, in western Indiana. They gave him food and offered him a bed, but he preferred the floor, --and with his bag beside him, went to sleep. In the morning they found that he was dying. He was unconscious, but a look of perfect peace was on his face. Perhaps he saw the Tree of Life. "The love of this man for the trees that he planted was like that of a father for a child. He could not bear to have them pruned or grafted. To cut them, seemed inflicting pain. His heart was full of tenderness toward everything except himself. He went cold and hungry; walked barefooted, through the snows of winter, and bore the heat of summer; but he could not see an animal or an insect suffer, and the little money that he had, he spent in providing home for crippled and ill- treated horses. He loved all children, and carried in his bag bright bits of calico and ribbon for the little girls. It was said that he would http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cf75d4b8a9b2d441d3c203d7732ed267.jpg e447ffb06558e5e04b2acad84901042a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 20) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 18 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] never eat at any house, till he would ask and be assured that there was plenty for children. "Grandfather's house was generally his stopping place, and over the kitchen fire they held long arguments; for Johnny held strange views, called Swedenborgian, and grandfather was a Wesleyan Methodist. The first prayer-meeting I ever attended was at grandfather's. Their house had but one room, which was warmed and lighted by the fireplace at the end,--a fireplace so large, they sometimes hauled in with a horse, the logs to fill it. Against the opposite walls were two curtained beds; and in one corner was a cupboard, filled with blue flowered dishes and big pewter platters. Bunches of herbs were drying overhead, and hams of venison and links of sausages hung against the chimney. "When the people came to prayer-meeting, and all the chairs and chests and beds were occupied, they bought in rough benches from outside, and soon the room was filled. Some of the women had babies in their arms and children holding to their skirts. Uncle Isaac and Uncle Jake were class leaders, and they prayed and spoke and 'occupied the time', while Aunt Thankful led the singing, in a high- pitched voice. "Uncle Dan'el -- much to Aunt Thankful's grief was -- a Universalist. Once he invited a Universalist preacher to hold service at his house. Aunt Thankful was offended and refused to go into the room. But after the sermon was over and the preacher was going away, Aunt Thankful called out, 'Massy, Dan'el! You're not going to let him go without a cup of tea.' The good soul had had the kettle boiling all the time, her hospitable heart being stronger than her theology. "I was a large girl before we had any church building. but meetings were regularly held in the houses of the neighborhood: and after Mr. Carpenter built his barn, we met there in pleasant weather. There was room for all on the large thrashing floor, and a barrel answered for a pulpit. Here the Word was expounded, prayers offered and and arrangement made for works of charity and mercy the ensuing week. Was any one sick, the preacher would announce it and ask for watchers and for workers -- who would go on Sunday night! Who would wash on Monday! Could some- one take the ironing home, and send a baking in? One after another would volun- teer, until the week was filled, and the care and comfort of their neighbor was insured. Had any poor come to their midst, they were provided for in the same way, and for over fifty years not one poor person, man or child, came on the town. "There were some Episcopalians in our neighborhood. Mrs. Blackman, who came from Newtown--the one who gave the party--was an Episcopalian and so was her neighbor, Mrs. Curtis. They always went to Berkshire to church riding on pillions, behind their husbands. In Berkshire the 'Princes' lived,--and I must tell you about them, for they were our best friends. "Judge Prince and his brother were the first settlers in Berkshire township. They came from Connecticut, bringing with them old Kate and Toney, two colored people, who had been slaves to their father. Toney and Kate were cousins. When their master died, he left his little boys in their care, and they had been, as best they could, father and mother to them, and finally, in their old age came with them to their new home in Ohio. "All this happened before I was born or Kingston settled. But Toney, a gray-haired old darky, was very fond of telling the story, and I heard it again http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7268e4d25251b76bada37cfb1320e67f.jpg ba879e39aaf5fdca81226fbfd7252cbc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 21) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 19 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] and again when I was a little girl. Toney was a favorite with the children, and the redcheeked apples that he brought us were as great a rarity and as highly prized, as oranges or bananas, by the children of the present day. "By this time Mr. Prince--the elder brother--had married Judge Brown's daughter and become a judge himself, and when Mrs. Blackman and Mrs. Curtis rode to Berkshire on their pillions, he read the service from the Prayer-book at the schoolhouse; and one or twice a year Bishop Chase, himself, came for Confirma- tion. He, of course, stayed with the Princes. "I remember hearing Mrs. Prince tell mother, how, on one of his visits, he had accidentally broken her only china bowl. But she said it did not matter, for the Bishop always liked to drink out of a gourd better than anything else. "Even at that time, people found it difficult to buy things. Mrs. Prince once sent to our house, a distance of two miles and a half, for a needle that she had left there the day before; but after a few years her father opened a store in Berkshire, and it was there that mother sold the fourteen yards of cloth that she had woven in one day. "One experience of my life made a deep impression on my mind, and the circumstances of it are vivid to this hour. It was a fall day and mother had gone to Berkshire and left me in charge of the house. Once a year Joseph Prince took a drove of hogs to New York and mother always helped his sister-in-law--the Judge's wife-- to get him ready for the trip. He went horseback, following his hogs. The journey was long and tedious, and required a stock of good, warm mittens, thick winter stockings and heavy overalls packed closely in his saddlebags. "We can scarcely imagine such a journey now. Hogs are 'pig-headed' animals to drive, and in the woods, especially, needed constant care and patience. they would take their time; there was no use trying to hurry them, and the hundred miles to the Lake must have seemed interminable. At Sandusky they took a boat to Buffalo, and then on foot again to New York city. "Well, father and mother had gone to say 'Good-by' to Joseph, as people nowadays go on board a European steamer; and , as I told you, I was left to keep the house. there was an unusual excitement in our neighborhood that day, in regard to some suspicious characters that had been seen in company with Palmer-- Mr. Taylor's son-in-law. This Palmer had come a stranger to the settlement, and being a showy, talkative young man, had won the heart of Mr. Taylor's daughter and married her. They had a little baby and she stayed at home, but he always away on what he called 'business'. This time, on his return, he brought two or three men with him, and suspicion gained ground that his 'business' was making 'counterfeit money'. A smoke had been seen rising above the forest trees and several of the neighbors, Uncle Jake and Uncle Dan'el among the number, came for father to go with them on the search. I told them that father was in Berkshire, and they left me anxious and distressed. We had no daily papers then, to make crime familiar to us,--the Delaware Gazette was the only paper I had ever seen, two or three families clubbed together and subscribed for that, but it was filled with local politics, a love story now and then, and original poems in the Poet's Corner',--and the thought that counterfeiters might be in our woods--even then at work!--was dreadful and terrified me so, I scarcely dared to stay alone. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1ba9570ace3381660f8a57af4596a5ca.jpg 24db35f972de157c00eae6de0281ef41 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 22) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 20 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] "The hours passed on, I undressed the little children and put them into their bed, and was sitting sewing when the door flew open, and a man dashed by, saying, 'For heaven's sake, hide this, or I'm a ruined man!' and before I had time to breathe he was gone, and at my feet was a bag of something. I heard steps out- side, and scarcely knowing what I did, I seized the bag and threw it into the oven, the door of which stood open. "The next instant Uncle Jake and Uncle Daniel and all the men came in, out of breath, crying, "Did Palmer come in here! Have you seen Palmer?' "I trembled with fear, but answered boldly: "No! I have not seen him. He has not been through here.' "And taking my word, they hurried on. They caught him somewhere near the hay stacks, and held him under arrest, while they searched for evidence. But they never found it and were obliged to let him go. "It seems they had followed the smoke and came upon the gang at work, but in some way the alarm was given, and Palmer, who was remarkable for his fleetness, seized the bag of dies and escaped with them. "I hope to never pass another such a night. I could find no place secret enough to hide the bag. I tried to go to sleep with it under my bed, but it haunted me like an evil spirit, and I finally got up and buried it in a barrel of bran. "Months after, when Palmer had left the country, I took courage and told father. The bag disappeared form the barrel, but the remembrance of that dread- ful night and the lie that I told, troubled me for many a year. "We always went to father when we were in trouble. Father was a loving easy-going man, as men given to hunting often are, and was never in hurry. He managed his farm very well, but there was little inducement to raise more than we could use ourselves. There was no market for the grain and no means of transpor- tation. Father once took a load of wheat to Mt. Vernon, thirty miles away, but could not sell it at any price, -- and rather than haul it home again, he took it 'round the town and gave it to the poor people. "I remember a man, whose house had been burned down, coming to us for help. Father offered him ten bushels of wheat but he replied that he was not taking wheat any more. "A good cow and calf were sold for five dollars. Father brought the money home in his mitten and gave it to me to count. The most of it was 'split money,' silver dollars cut in two, four and eight pieces. "Where there was little to sell, there was little to buy, even our shoes father learned to make by ripping up an old one, stitch by stitch, and cutting off a pattern. He made them of wild hog skin. The woods were full of wild hogs, some of them quite savage. One boar, especially, with enormous tusks, was so ferocious, the men went in company to hunt him, and it was said that his hide was so tough, it turned a bullet. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8af9f2548b0408e5fb4829f88980acb0.jpg 892b7d0fdcbad0c9b346a411aadff9ce Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 23) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 21 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] "No , we could live and spend very little money. The taxes were the greatest trouble, and to meet these, father depended chiefly on his wolf scalps (for each of which he received a bounty of a dollar) and his coon skins; these were always salable. One young man, a neighbor of ours, had cleared his land and built his cabin and wanted to be married. The bride was ready. She had her dower of feather-beds, and homespun linen, and nothing was wanting but money enough to buy the license. Coons were scarce, it was anxious time for the young lovers, but finally love prevailed. Coons were caught and skinned and sold, the license granted, and another home was founded. "Father took great pleasure in his garden. His vegetables were excellent, but the flowers were his pride. Such a bed of pinks was never seen; and 'stur- tians' of every color; sweet peas and gilly flowers and roses, hollyhocks and mari- golds! The yard was brilliant with color, and the house covered with vines. The neighbors said they could smell our pinks a quarter of a mile. We had a bed of tulips that was gorgeous. The bulbs were a present from Mother Hess, and she said that the variety of color came from sewing them through and through with sewing silk. The tiger-lily was father's favorite flower. When he was a very old man, and had gone with Charles to Illinois, he had one planted under his bedroom win- dow, so when he could walk no longer, he could see it from his bed. "Mother's energy and vigor did everything for us. It sent us to school, it made us study, it taught us to work and fitted us to struggle with the world; but father's gentleness and sympathy , his love of natural things, was, to our lives, what the vines and flowers were to our cabin. A beauty was given to common things; a grace to labor; a sacredness to the very soil, which held the bloom and fragrance of the rose. We were taught to work, but at the same time we were taught to ob- serve the lily, which toils not, neither doth it spin." Grandma ceased to speak and a silence fell upon the circle gathered around her. Jack was long ago asleep and "children of a larger growth" had been listen- ing to the stories of their mother's childhood. Never again in all the world could such an experience be repeated. The spirit of "Jimmy the Spinner" would look in vain for flax-wheels in the chimney corner, and a young man's hope would be deferred if it depended upon coon skins; the men could not be found who was taking wheat no longer, or a Bishop who preferred a gourd to drink from. No, those days are gone, and their experiences can never be repeated; but remembering the labor and sacrifice of our mother's life and that of our mother's mother may that experience blossom into patience, and patience work out hope. Their endur- ance and fortitude is our inheritance, and we deny our birthright when we submit to discouragements or cease to hope. The shadows of evening gather 'round us and the fire burns low upon the hearth, the sleeping child upon the sofa, with his "army things around him, speaks of Peace that comes through conflict, and is a fitting emblem of this Christmas- time, and with our father and mother in our midst, we, their children, may well sing the song of "Glory to the Highest, and Good Will To Men". http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2e3a7db848cb7b8c48a84a01b40ce57e.jpg 5c39633859d0a0503d369e75fa5be677 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 24) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to page 22 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] A Brief History of the Patrick Family. Jacob Patrick, a native of Ireland, born 1733, came to America with his parents and settled in Massachusetts in 1735. He had one son by his first wife, Mathew by name. His second wife was Zeruah Rogers, a descendant of John Rogers who was burned at the stake in England (1555) on account of religion. This marriage produced nine children, seven boys and two girls. Their names in order of their birth were; Joshua, Jacob, Mary, Sheperd, Susan, William, Benjamin, Norman and Joseph. Their ages varied from 66 to 90 years at time of death.* Matthew and Joshua served throughout the Revolutionary War. Benjamin and Joshua served in the War of 1812. Joshua was shot through the hand by an Indian three days before Hull's Surrender, he received a pension to the time of his death. Matthew married and settled in New York State, nothing is known of his family. Joshua married twice and two sons by his first wife, Cepter and Charles: four by his second wife, Poeba, Holms, Washington and Lafayette. There was little known of Jacob, as he left home at an early day and was never seen by his brother Joseph. A son of his visited the Patricks' of Delaware County, in 1835. Mary married Jacob Flowers, a soldier of the Revolution: they had three girls and five boys. Shepard married Kate Goodwin and had 2 girls and a boy. Susan married Abraham Rosecrans, 8 girls and 2 boys, namely Calista, Zeruah, Miranda Mahala, Elizabeth, Mariah, Almon, Sefrona, Charles and Susan. Elizabeth and Mariah were twins. William was supposed to have settled in Michigan, nothing is known of his history. Benjamin's first wife, a Miss Atherton, two girls and one boy, namely Elizabeth, Malvina, and Charles. His second wife, a widow by name of Burger, they had one son Benjamin. Norman married a Sarah Williams, 3 girls and 3 boys, namely Keziah, Norman Huldah, Matilda, George and John. (George was nicknamed Bunk). Joseph married Sarah Taylor, six girls and two boys namely Eliza (married Oliver Stark), Emilia, (married George Landon), Charles, Mary and Elizabeth, Julia, Porter and Zeruah. *Susan, Benjamin, Norman and Joseph emigrated from Luzerne County, Pa. to Delaware County, Ohio in 1809. My children will have a more complete history of the Patrick Family). Joseph B. Landon Charles Patrick married Lydia Murphy had six children as follows: Sarah who married Tom Fredricks. Thomas (Tom) married Melissa Parnes Jane who married _____ Walker. Two other children - Thomas died as a baby Joseph who married Annie Fredricks. before Thomas 2nd. was born. Lydia died as a baby. Mary Fitzpatrick married _____ Raymond and had one child Lenora Mary Patrick married ______ Raymond and had one child Lenora who married Geo Wilcox. Elizabeth married John Rooney and had Louellen-Eugene and Allen. Julia married Geo. Benton, two children, both died young. Porter married Phoebe McFalls Zeruah married Roswell Fowler for 1st. husband- children Junnia and Lydia, Junnia married Oren Barcus. Lydia married Wilbur Roberts. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7a26a842d906e1454a6ee56e44908d20.jpg 24efdcb77847cecdadb8c20db198772c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 25) Subject The topic of the resource [corresponds to page 23 of When Our Mother was a Little Girl ] (A) Abraham Rosecrans Farm *Where bear was killed. (B) Sam Rosecrans Farm (L) Joseph Patrick Farm (D) Cemetery where some of these folks are buried. (C) Norman Patrick Farm (purchased in 1814). http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d763556fa34f0f8141c9d8a68e89df1f.jpg 5cdaf7e572221c06a0faf23beeb6b742 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl (p. 26) Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. Items in this collection generally contain genealogical information about the families, personal anecdotes, and images of family members. Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource When Our Mother was a Little Girl Subject The topic of the resource Landon family--Genealogy Ohio--Delaware County--Kingston Township--History Patrick family--Genealogy Rosecrans family--Genealogy Description An account of the resource This book is a collection of early settlement stories of Berkshire and Kingston townships in Delaware county, OH. The stories are told by Mahalia Rosecrans to her grandson, son of the author, Mrs. A. Baldwin. Topics include early settlement culture, encounters with Native Americans and Native American culture, the ups and downs of having money, farming, hunting, education, prayer meetings and religion. The book includes a history of the Perfect family (Mrs. Baldwin's maternal line) and a map showing the locations of events pertinent to the stories in the book. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Author Mrs. A. Baldwin Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1888 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource Book Language A language of the resource English Type The nature or genre of the resource Text Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 31153866 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Joseph B. Landon Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ http://66.213.124.233/files/original/8e4b9be7925291467d1e7e75394f1db8.jpg f475ffeafcab5c8a2c0f8b10633be4b7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (1) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to cover and unnumbered page 1 of From the Beginning] From the Beginning Verna Cushman Bergandine [cover photo: Verna Cushman Bergandine] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/afcbdec0914f4c2095cf3165dc1acc08.jpg ff863baf1208c730d9fe6065b7db015f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (2) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to inside cover and unnumbered page 2 of From the Beginning] [illustration:Community Library Bookplate] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/832c8ec3406a911cc4697a8c77cbb328.jpg 7cef1abdf473aac01ebc156ef7fcef83 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (3) Description An account of the resource {corresponds to title page and unnumbered page 3 of From the Beginning] From the Beginning Verna Cushman Bergandine [photo: Verna Cushman Bergandine] Community Library 1996 Verna C. Bergandine [signature] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/993e49b47a82ce6873e142c9fbd5e30a.jpg a7ef9345b20ef1dba6b0bdf9f4188e3a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (4) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 2 of From the Beginning] Land in Champaign Co., Ohio known as the Darby Plains was purchased by parties from the New England States in 1819. After considering Hartford for the settlers from Connecticut, New Albany for the New Yorkers, the name Woodstock was chosen for so many arriving from Vermont. After a while the Yankee School District became the Woodstock School District. Five families from Connecticut came in 1819, among them William Gifford. The following year five more families joined the Colony including Harvey Cushman. These two names of early settlers are the ones that are of interest to me. Harvey Cushman was a direct descendent of Robert Cushman of London , business agent for the Pilgrims. He and wife Lucinda Bennett Sears brought their young son, four year old Franklin, with them from Massachusetts. Harvey was a man of many interests. He was a farmer, Attorney, Physician and Inn Keeper. He built the first Hotel in Woodstock. In the old History of Woodstock, I found this account. "In 1835 Harvey Cushman built a hotel on the east portion of lot 15. In those days the ceremony of of "raising" a house was attended with the consumption of vast quantities of corn whiskey. On the day that frame work of the Cushman Hotel was raised, every man present, except Sylvanus Smith, was drinking, and most were decidedly under the influence of the whiskey. When the framework was finally up, it was decided to christen the future hotel in some such manner as battleships are christened. A bottle of whiskey was provided the soberest man, who climbed to the top, took a drink of the contents, then threw the bottle, dripping its contents enroute over the building. Thus was christened the Woodstock Hotel. A heated discussion took place following the christening. Some said that hotel was spelled with one I and others insisted that two were needed. The question was referred to Sylvanus Smith, he being the only sober man in the crowd. Smith surveyed the crowd around him and rendered his decision - If this was a sample of what the hotel was to be, it should be spelled "hot-hell". It proved to be that for three or four years. Gangs of hoodlums gathered there on Saturday afternoons, staying until midnight, terrifying the people with their demoniacal yells, fighting and running horses on the street. The local residents finally put a stop to the weekly orgies. A vigilante committtee gathered many eggs and let them age in the sun. The next Saturday night when the "gang" emerged from the hotel the conspirators turned loose a volley of eggs. A man has to be pretty drunk not to resent meeting an aged egg face to face. The men in charge of the egg brigade must have had practice, for the mob beat a hasty retreat. The hotel came in for a share of the omelet, and the next morning presented a grotesque yellow appearance. The proprietor decided http://66.213.124.233/files/original/404e939f65b889d7c954a19048290a4b.jpg 01e5e0bb9f96ca2a59fca8c75dd43016 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (5) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 3 of From the Beginning] to confine his liquor sales to travelers, and the hotel became a very respectable tavern. In the early days no social gathering was fully complete and enjoyable without dancing. Several terms of Dancing School were taught in the hotel soon after it was completed. Seldom a Fourth of July or New Years passed without having a Grand Ball in the hotel ballroom on the second floor." For many year, after the hotel was no longer used for travelers, it was a private dwelling. It was torn down a few years ago, one of the oldest landmarks. In 1837 Franklin Cushman married Susan Brown Gifford, daughter of William Gifford. They had five children, Julius Jehiel, Charles Anthony, Lucy Lucinda, Warren Sibley, and Daniel Harvey. Daniel died in infancy. Franklin died in 1848 leaving the young widow to raise the children. In 1857 another New England family came to Woodstock to make their home. Samuel Standish set out from N.Y., N.Y. for Illinois with his family. Not finding that area to their liking, after three years, came back east as far as Woodstock. Samuel, a direct descendant of Miles Standish of Plymouth the first white child born on Manhattan Island, India, where his father Miles was a Methodist Missionary. There were five children in the Standish family. [insert] News from Our Files Fifty Years Ago - 1863 February 25, 1927 Sixty four years ago on the 18th day of February in the little village of Woodstock, the wedding bells rang out to announce the marriage of Charles Cushman and Julia Standish. Both are old pioneer stock. The bride, a descendent of the gruff old captain, Miles Standish, of Plymouth, was a charming vivacious member of a group of young people, who make life merry and pleasant not withstanding the dark days of the civil war that were upon the land. Charles Cushman was one of the first to enlist in 1861. Two sons, Arthur and Charles are veterans of the Spanish-American war and a grandson, Frank Cushman of the World war. They have nine living children, Mrs. George Standish, Urbana; Mrs. John McCarty, Mrs. Asa Owen, Arthur and Charles Cushman, Jr., of Woodstock; Warren Cushman, Dayton; and Frank, Julius and Jared Cushman of California. [Clipping from the Marysville Tribune] [right photo: Woodstock Hotel -1935] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/89cd1ed854336383508b49ed21956cdc.jpg 89202c9ae436a72bbdfcb8cedc04a470 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (6) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 4 of From the Beginning] Samuel, Mark, Miles, Josephine and Julia Augusta. In 1863 Julia married Charles Anthony Cushman. Up to now, I have written about some of my ancestors all of whom I had to become acquainted with through genealogies and books written about the history of the town where I was born. Now we are in the period of time when I grew up, I knew the characters in this drama. Of course I didn't know Julia Standish when she married during the Civil War, but much later when she was my grandmother I had the privilege of spending time with her. I never tired of asking questions about her journey from N.Y. in a covered wagon to the time she finally arrived in Woodstock, Ohio. She was a petite, gentile lady with a twinkle in her eye that told of her zest for life. Always busy with projects she was working on. Sewing, knitting, crocheting lace and working crossword puzzles. Always a student she was well read. She had taught school when she was 16. Of course when I knew her, she was in her declining years. She had raised her family of 13 children and knew the heartache of losing 3 of them. Harriette died of whooping cough when she was 4: Sara, at birth; and Robert died of spinal meningitis when he was 19. Arthur Garfield was her 9th child, born in 1880. He was my father. Between his Junior and Senior years in high school he enlisted in the Spanish American War along with his brother Charles. They were sent to the Everglades, Florida to train; but the war [photo lower left: Arthur G. Cushman and Charles W. Cushman - 1998] [top right photo: Julia (Standish) and Charles A. Cushman - 1928] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7854f03a91ac0b2b6fbc47537d0b3135.jpg 523aafc27b1060e29cd4e7a1bfdff891 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (7) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 5 of From the Beginning] ended before they went any farther. He was back in time to finish high school with his class of 1899. He went on to Buchtel College in Akron on a scholarship. It was Universalist College, the denomination of his church in Woodstock. One summer when he was home between classes, he was working in the General Store where he met Mary Ellen Blake from Milford Center. She was visiting a friend who insisted that she go with her to the store so she could introduce them. It was a successful attempt at match- making. They were married in 1903. Unlike growing up with relatives on the Cushman side of the family, we saw mom's family only now and then. Milford Center is 5 miles from Woodstock. In the days before cars were commonplace we occasionally went by train. I remember once when my sister and I were permitted to go by ourselves. I'm not sure what the occasion was. We spent the afternoon visiting relatives and then caught the train at 6:00 p.m. to return home. I know I kept worrying about what time it was, afraid we might miss our train. Mom's brother Uncle Johnny Blake always had a nice car and would drive over on Sunday afternoon. Grandma Blake died before I was old enough to remember her. [insert] PROGRAMME TENTH ANNUAL COMMENCEMENT OF THE Woodstock Public Schools UNIVERSALIST CHURCH ON Wednesday Evening, May 24 , '99 "Non Honores, sed Honor." Music-"On the Sea"............................................Buck Apollo Quartet Invocation........................................... Rev. Colgrove "Education"....................................Arthur Cushman "Alexander Hamilton"........................John Houser "Effects of the Late War"............Leonard Kidder "Sunshine"......................................Mabelle Kimball Music-"Gay Hearts".......................................Macy Apollo Quartette "Clara Barton"......................................Elsie Lincoln "Monuments of the Ages"..............Nelle Martin "Grant and Lee"........................Nelson McClellan Music-Jenk's Vegetable Compound........Macy Apollo Quartette "Environments"..............................Howard Sharp "Oh Why Should the Spirit of Mortal be Proud?".. .....................................................................Lena Smith "Not Honors, but Honor".................Nena Smith Music-"Ben Bolt"............................................Wiske Apollo Quartette Address........................................Hon. O.T. Corson Presentation of Diplomas Music-"Home, Sweet Home"......................Buck Apollo Quartette "Benediction"..................................Rev. Colgrove NEWS PRINT, MECHANICSBURG, O. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1cbce44d164b5cd590345e38919d538a.jpg 5ce84cf536cf276311575a8f59937319 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (8) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 6 of From the Beginning] [photo] Cushman Family Reunion - 1910 Great-Gradfather Stanish in the Center [photo] Great Grandma Wetzel's 100th Birthday Party Milford Center - 1910 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/04f6a09f4ae1a75dc249674cd134dc8c.jpg 346300911d14dff08e4125d5e24090a3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (9) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 7 of From the Beginning] William Henry Blake, my grandfather came to Milford Center sometime in the 1800's He fought in the Civil War. He married Emma Parthmore who came from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania with her parents and sister, Great Aunt Hattie Parthamore. The Parthamores came to America in the 1700's. One of them fought in the Revolutionary War. This I learned from research a distant cousin had done on the Parthamore family tree. Great Grandma Wetzel lived to be 100. The picture is of her birthday party at the Blake home in Milford Center in 1919, My mother had three sisters, Carrie, Bertha, and Alice. Her Two brother Henry and John served World War I. I was born on November 14, 1914, the sixth child in a family of 11 - We were named for aunts and uncles from both my parents families. Starting with the oldest, Elsie Margaret, Robert Henry, William Howard, Bertha Lucille, Julia Virginia, Verna Louise then Susan who lived only a few days, having been born with a heart defect. Josephine Martha was next and then the three little boys as we called them when referring to them collectively, Charles Blake, John Franklin and Arthur Garfield. Naming the boys came out just right since the last one bore the name of my father. It was a very happy childhood for all of us. My father was firm but fair. The boys were kept busy with chores and work that went with his occupation. He worked for the railroad and also had a large tract of land for truck farming. The soil in that area was a rich black loam which with know how and hard work grew very good crops. He raised all kinds of vegetables for sale as well as providing a wonderful diet for the family. His hot beds in the early spring were the source of plants for most of the gardens in town. Nearly everyone had a little plot. Also tomatoes were canned in the W. G. Lincoln factory. He not only raised many of the plants for the farmers who grew them but he also produced several acres of them himself. I must not forget to mention the green beans. that is where we girls came in. I didn't mind it so much unless swimming and a picnic had been planned for the day the beans needed to be picked. then I would pray for rain, which was a little shortsighted of me, because if it rained we wouldn't be going on the picnic anyway. We girls all did babysitting and housework for some of the families for our spending money and some of our clothes. I would describe my mother as being easy going, always happy to turn the disciplining of us over to my father. We all knew instinctively the things we would probably not be allowed to do. If something came up we wanted to do that was questionable, we would first ask Mom. She would say that we'd have to ask Pop. All in all we were given much latitude, knowing that the consequences for any infractions would be ours to deal with. [photo] Charles A. and Julia Cushman - 1923 http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5637e4935e83af9cd8a99addb94b2e9a.jpg 6d69a78ab1e83a987429195ef64a7df2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (10) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 8 of From the Beginning] I stared to school in 1920. Broshes, Clark, Conner, Corbett, Cushman. That was the order of seating in the first row in my class, grades one through 12. During those years things went along pretty much the same in the village also. For the most part the inhabitants were four or five generations from the early settlers. It was a thriving community, population three hundred. "Downtown Woodstock" boasted a Post Office, 2 banks, 3 groceries, hardware, drugstore, restaurant, 2 garages (one in the livery stable of days gone by), a Taxi Service (consisting of a Model T Ford Coup), Pennsylvania R.R. Station, grain elevator, family doctor, 3 churches, grade school and high school and later electric shop and furniture store. I like to think of Woodstock as I knew it. To my way of thinking just about the best place on earth! I wouldn't have changed a thing. I knew everyone I would meet on the streets and where they lived. But alas, an event over which no one had any control occurred in 1933 that was to be the beginning of the end of the town as we knew it. President Roosevelt declared a moratorium on the banks. Ours closed and never reopened. In due time the villages nearby were to profit by the commerce which formerly was done in Woodstock. The loss of the bank combined with the times of the depression resulted in business failures. After a time not even a grocery store was doing business there. [top right photo: Verna in Grade School] [bottom left photo: 1929 Back row left to right: Bill, Robert, Bertha, Mom, Julia, Pop, Verna, Elsie Front row: Josephine, Charles, John and Arthur] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/d81985ac227123e8fdfd3fd9acde2b0c.jpg 0325b92e70826748691fdf8e9ecbde59 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (11) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 9 of From the Beginning] I remember the oldest inhabitants fondly. A few of them still wore the lace trimmed high neck blouses and long dark skirts. One old gentleman still wore a long black cape when he sallied forth in winter. They were kindly folks some of whom we called Aunts and Uncles. Often times when we couldn't think of any thing to do we went to "Aunt Mayme's and Uncle Winn's" house to listen to the phonograph with the horn. We never asked; but he would ask us if we would like to hear it, knowing of course that was the reason for our visit. When I was about twelve we moved to the country. At the time my father went to farming full time. My sister Elsie moved to Columbus where she went to Ohio State University and worked part time for Ohio Bell Telephone Co. as a long distance operator. Robert was next to go to the University where he made the wrestling team. The matches were broadcast on radio. We heard them on a set with two ear phones at my uncle's house. He and my father listened and reported to us what was going on. The team traveled by train. On the return trip when they had been to Indiana or Illinois, Robert threw off a note tied to a cake of soap as they went through Woodstock on the Pennsylvania Railroad. One of the section hands would find it and bring it to our house. That created much excitement in our little town. Robert nicknamed "Shrimp", wrestled in the lightest weight class. Even if it appears that I am bragging, I must say he won most of his matches. Bill also went O.S.U. One of his courses was in Forestry. He and a friend decided to go to Montana to work in the fire season as a lookout. They did that for two summers coming back home for the winter quarter. Always an outdoors person, hunting and fishing, he decided that Montana was where he wanted to hive. He worked for many years in the Forest Service taking courses in winter at the University in Missoula. He was married there and returned to Ohio only occasionally for a visit. Bertha studied Horticulture. She also worked at Ohio Bell when she was in school. Julia and I came along in 1930 and 32 when the depression was a big factor in everything one might want to do. College was put on hold for us. After a time both of us married. I forgot my hopes of becoming a teacher. Josephine went to business school in Columbus. Charles, upon graduation left the next day for Ft. Bragg, N.C. as a Second Lieutenent in the Army. The year was 1942. John was starting his second year when Pearl Harbor was attacked. He left school and enlisted in the Marines. Arthur was the youngest and the only one at home helping run the farm. At that time my father bought a smaller farm, one that he and a hired man could manage. Art was off serving as paratrooper in the 101 st Airborne. The two older boys, although married and with families also enlisted in World War II, Robert in the Navy and Bill in the CB's. When we asked of my mother if she weren't worried with all five boys in the service, she replied, "I expect them all to come home." That says much about her wonderful way of looking of at life. Always cheerful and not wearing her innermost concerns on her sleeve. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/24522f7a13e719dbe46c3156667bafea.jpg f72b3605f525314f7ffb0ee990129e75 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (12) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 10 of From the Beginning] And now I must go back to my high school days. I always liked school and all my teachers. One I especially admired was my Music Teacher, Adah Madden. Every spring she conducted an operetta wherein all the students participated in one way or another. If not chosen for a major roll, she made chorus seem very important to the production. She knew how to get the best out of all of us. Our high school girls sextet was called upon to sing for many occasions. The one I shall never forget was a funeral. It was for a young mother who died and left six children. The funeral was held in the little tenant house where they lived. The oldest girl, about twelve, sat holding the baby. There didn't seem to be any other family members present only the distraught father and a few neighbors. Rather than sing, I felt more like crying. Somehow we managed to get through it. The man expressed his appreciation to us for our part in the service. To say the least, it was a very sobering experience for us who were usually so happy go lucky. Basketball was the highlight in winter months. When I was a freshman as a lowly substitute, I wore the bloomers and middy blouse that were handed down through the years. My oldest sister, Elsie, then Bertha and finally Julia had worn them before me. That year new suits were purchased for the first team. Julia's team was the first [photo:'28-'29 Junior Julia is second from left in front row Freshman Verna is fourth from left in second row] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/dc76746f5f4ead4f759ca261d62dce94.jpg 80cd34b49cc6f0ac1f5d7368d6fb2dd8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (13) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 11 of From the Beginning] to appear in the "shorts". They came to the knees but after being so fully clothed they seemed downright risque. How important it was to look one's best out on the floor! We rushed home from school on Friday, washed our tennis shoe strings and curled our hair with a curling iron. The iron was heated by inserting it in the chimney of a coal oil lamp. Woe to the blonde girls who turned the wick up too high! She could count on a few black streaks. No chance for me and my friends to get into the game until our sisters had graduated. Then we were the first team! My younger sister Josephine also played basketball. soon after she graduated, all the county schools dropped girl's basketball from the curriculum. [photo:The Woodstock girls Leah B. Lincoln of North Lewisburg loaned the Citizen this photograph of the Woodstock girls basketball team in their 1931-32 season. With some married names added, the first row, seated, are from left Mary Rhodes Stittings, Mildred Lucas, Verna Cushman Bergandine, Ruby Lucas, Harriet Lincoln West and Darlene Westfall Seaver. The second row from left are Winifred Clark Raff, Leah Broshes Lincoln, Coach Willis Pond, Erelene Westfall Simpson and Mary Connor Tackman.] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/4e75577a6364f232548569caaee7ac5e.jpg cf2b0e35833214960a89018ad5578a4a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (14) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 12 of From the Beginning] In the summer the favorite pastime was swimming. Brush lake, located two miles, from town was the place to go. there were no swimming pools until later, consequently the young people from towns around were there frequently. We knew many of them from seeing them at events where our schools competed in sports. At any rate that was the highlight of the week when we could spend Sunday afternoon at the lake. One Sunday when I was still in high school, Julia and I met these two fellows from Marysville, Bob Orahood and Frank Bergandine. Julia and Bob were married in 1932. Frank's family lived in Union Co., starting with his Grandfather, Samuel Bergandine where in the mid eighteen hundreds he bought a farm in Allen Township. Jesse, Frank's father, was born there and married Myrtle Burroughs. Their five children were born there also. When Frank, the youngest child was three years old, they left the farm and moved to Marysville. Frank's mother's family also settled in that general area. His great grandmother Holycross lived to be 104. I didn't know Frank's father. He died in 1930. [top left photo: Brush Lake - 1929 Bert, Judy, Josephine, Verna] [top right photo: School Picnic at Darby Creek - 1930 Verna, Julia] [bottom left photo: My Last Day of School] middle right photo: Woodstock High School] ] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/424dac9233eddba5a84aa4679d429c4f.jpg 175aa5d2dc1abcfc3ee80a481b2a5fcb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (15) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 13 of From the Beginning] Frank had graduated from Marysville High in 1929. A fine athlete, he especially liked playing basketball. In his Junior and Senior years they won the district Championship. Jobs were hard to come by at that time. It so happened that the Plant Manager for the Nestle Co., Mr. Grout was an avid basketball fan. He followed the team and had gotten to know the boys. Frank applied at the Milk Plant and Mr. Grout found a place for him. That is where he was working when we were married in Dec. 1934. Julia and Bob were living in a double at the time, and we were able to rent the other side. We spent evenings playing bridge and making popcorn which came from home. Rarely could we come up with the price of a movie on the small paychecks. That summer Julia and I would be waiting with sandwiches when the boys came home from work and off to Millcreek we would go. I don't think there were any real keepers where we fished, but it was great fun. As neighbors we borrowed not only the proverbial cup of sugar from each other but anything else we needed that the other one had. I used her food grinder as often as she did. When Frank and I later moved to Sunbury, she presented me with a gift, a food grinder, a cherished possession which I still use from time to time even though I have a more up to date food processor. Annual Commencement Woodstock High School May 19, 1932 Reflections From The Operas Huffer Orchestra Invocation Mrs. Hulda Kimball The Old Refrain Kreisler Girls Senior Sextett Objectives of Education Health and Fundamental Processes Worthy Use of Leisure Winfred Clark Citizenship Mary Lininger Vesper Bells Are Ringing Van Norman Boys Senior Sextette Santus Schubert Junior High School Chorus Vocations Leah Broshes Character and Home Membership Mary Connor Nightfall In Granada Bueno High School Chorus Listen To The Lambs Dett Nash High School Chorus Goodbye Old Hi Moore Boys Senior Sexette Presentation of Class Memorial Clarence Barnette Acceptance of Memorial Harriette Lincoln Out of Dusk to you Zamenik Girls Senior Sexette Presentation of Diplomas W. V. Pond [top left photo: Frank - 1926] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/35a06fb7089559600aa40fb50eac44ca.jpg cdbec89f7d55d410cc2dedad72ac1066 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (16) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 14 of From the Beginning] In September 1935, Anne was born at home, She was delivered by Bertha's husband, Dr. Henry W. Katter of Dublin. Two weeks later Frank underwent a tonsillectomy. An operation that usually causes a very sore throat for a few days but not a long recovery. Not so with Frank. After surgery and for over a week following he continued to hemorrhage. We later learned that the excessive bleeding was caused by an abnormality known as Von Wilobrandt's Disease. Of our eight children, all but two of them also have that tendency. The Doctor came to the house many times to try and stem the bleeding with stitches in his throat. Frank was so weak from the loss of blood that it was nearly a month before he was able to be up. Had it occurred today, he would been in the hospital and would have been given transfusions. With his throat so sore from all the stitches, about the only thing he could swallow was jello. Small wonder that from time on he didn't care much for jello. Luckily, Julia and Bob were close at hand to see us through the ordeal and help with taking care of Anne. Uncle Henry came to the same address in Sept. 1937, and delivered Susie. By this time Frank was working in the Research and Control Laboratory where they were experimenting with a new product, Nescafé. By 1939 they were trying it out in the Sunbury Plant and before the year was over, were producing it there. Frank had been driving back and forth from Marysville. In April 1940 we moved to 185 Letts Avenue. [upper right photo: Anne, 7 months Old, West Second Street Marysville, Ohio - 1936] [lower left photo: Anne and Susie - 1938] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/c0baa50d6034d46e1816658f163728db.jpg 2bbf775f0bb8cea49b62a5c3e387c889 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (17) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 15 of From the Beginning] My first trip to Sunbury was very reassuring. It would be pretty hard to get a negative impression of the town when one of the first things I saw was the old Town Hall. Chuck Nettelhorst was the first person I met when he came to the house to hook up our gas stove. Mary Ellen Miller delivered milk to us. When she stopped to collect, we would always have a little chat. Louise Sheets had just opened "The Little Shoppe". When doing other errands, I would stop in for a visit with her. The shop was full of so many interesting things. Anne and Susie noticed the pretty earrings she always wore. Seeing the case full of them, they asked if she put on a new pair everyday and then put them back in the case. Luretta Day welcomed the little girls when I took them to the Methodist Sunday School. I was invited to join Search Light Club. It didn't take long for us to feel that we belonged here. Anne started School in the fall of 1941. Susie, age four, missed her very much. Several times a day she asked when Anne would be coming home. Mr Strosnider, our neighbor, was putting sidewalks in front of our house. She spent the day watching. He later told me that she had announced to him a coming event. She was wearing a pair of blue coveralls that had been Anne's. She told him she was saving hers for the brother. In April 1942 Uncle Henry came to the house once more and delivered a baby girl, instead. We named her Barbara. During Anne's first year in school she was having tonsillitis often. In the summer she had a tonsillectomy and was hospitalized for bleeding. Frank and my sister Elsie were the same blood type as hers. She had a pint from each of them. My blood went to replace a pint in the hospital blood bank. That was before the Red Cross started the blood donor program. Susie suffered the same fate as Anne when she had a tonsillectomy the following year and also needed transfusions. Same blood type, same donors. After that we decided enough was enough with tonsils. Somehow the others survived the sore throats without going through the ordeal with surgery. In Nov. 1943 , it was Dr. M. W. Livingston who came to the house and this time delivered the "brother", John Franklin. This year the Sunbury Plant received the Army Navy E. Award given for outstanding accomplishment in the war effort. Nescafé was packed in the K Rations of the armed Forces. The company, feeling the need for increased production, purchased an old Brewery in Granite City, Illinois, and converted it into a coffee plant. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/9a6925014f04ac28a5c38dbae6790dfc.jpg 5d25b4a3bd93ad6be4b1110c582a1a02 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (18) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 16 of From the Beginning] Mr. E. C. Teut was the plant manger here. He left in February to start up the new facility taking Frank along as Asst. Manager. Little did we know it was to be in October before suitable housing could be found. It was a nice old house in Edwardsville, fifteen miles from Granite City. Anne had started fourth grade and Susie second grade in Sunbury. Barbara was two and half years old. John 10 months when we set out for Illinois. Once more Julia came to the rescue. She went along to help with the children and to help get us settled. I had not seen the house at 215 N. Kansas St. before the day we arrived. I was more than pleased with what I found. The neighborhood was all I could have asked for. Grade school within the block, the Presbyterian Church two doors from us and neighbors who soon became good friends. After leaving Julia at the train in St. Louis to return home, we didn't see anyone from home for more than a year, with gasoline rationing. The first Thanksgiving we invited all the Nestle "strays" who had moved there from other places and were unable to get home to be with their families Charlie joined our little group in Feb. 1946. He was born in St. Elizabeth Hospital, Granite City. Arriving about a month before he was expected, Charlie was the smallest of the children weighing in at 5 lb. 5 oz. He was more interested in sleeping than in taking in nourishment. I worried about his slow weight gain. By the time he was a month old he was awake more and hungry. He just needed a little more time to get caught up. By Christmas he was pulling himself up and walking around the play pen, [top right photo: Grandma Bergandine with Susie, John, Anne, and Barbara at 185 Letts Avenue Before We Moved To Edwardsville, Illinois - 1944] [ bottom left photo: Visit to Ohio in Summer of 1946] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/178a72098ef6363af0a97356498cd9be.jpg e8c0c600802d250601a5e7fb24a32cdf Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (19) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 17 of From the Beginning] Santa had brought John a little tool box containing saw and hammer. He discovered the rungs of the pen were easy to saw. Charlie soon the opening for his get-away. When I found him crawling around outside the pen, I confiscated the saw and pushed the pen against the wall on the side where the damage was done. To this day John is very good with the saw. His hobby is working with wood. He has turned out some beautiful pieces of furniture. One of them, a little table with cabriole legs, was made from the walnut tree that had been next to our driveway. It sits in my living room. In 1948, Mr. Teut left to start Nescafé production in another plant, and Frank was made Plant Manager. About that time he discovered that he was diabetic. With a change in his diet he was able to control it for a time without insulin. With St Louis only some 20 odd miles from Edwardsville, we were able to go there occasionally for some entertainment and shopping. The children enjoyed the zoo. [top right photo: John in Wooden Jeep Made During Wartime - 1947] [middle right photo: A trip to St. Louis for Barbara, Susie, Anna, B Orahood, Dick Orahood, and John] [bottom left photo: Charlie at Christmas - 1949] [bottom right photo: Grandma Widicus with Charlie, John, Barbara - 1947} http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b630e5cf0cfe8be50c097f288b50d5e5.jpg bf7d18f6be15d4366ffffa3012df6388 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (20) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 18 of From the Beginning] Three times during the school year, the Jr. High went by bus to hear the St Louis Symphony. Susie wanted to be first getting her money in so she would be sure to get a seat on the bus. In summer the Municipal Outdoor Theatre at Forest Park put on some very good light opera. Ice Hockey with the St. Louis Flyers and the Cardinal Baseball team were two special attractions. At the 8th grade picnic, Anne fell and injured her leg. The bone was bruised, an osteomyelitis developed. She was on penicillin and crutches for most of the summer. When she was able to walk without the crutches, she wanted to see the Cardinals play. She knew Billy Southworth in Sunbury. He was manager of the Cardinals. Before he left home for Spring Training he would stop for her when he was taking Carole to school. She and Frank waited by the dugout. It was quite a thrill for her when Billy emerged and talked to them. He was a thoroughly likeable person. When Barbara was about six years old, she and her friend Virginia Kinsman were fascinated with weddings. Virginia's father was minister of the First Presbyterian Church. He would permit the girls to quietly observe the [top left photo: Virginia Kinsman John Barbara - 1945] [top right photo: John, Barbara - 1947] [bottom right photo: Barbara with the New Look. Gone Are the Braids. Her First "Toni" Given by Her Beautician Mom - 1949] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/b5b14ff5fad68d94598ca39111421586.jpg dff689ebc997f80b866dadce279ddebb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (21) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 18 of From the Beginning] ceremonies from the balcony. They took it very seriously in their Sunday best, wearing white gloves, their Easter bonnets and carrying their pocketbooks. They felt as much a part of it as if they had been invited guests seated below. The fact that I lived close to the church and was usually at home, I was occasionally called upon to witness a marriage. One day my friend and next door neighbor Lucille Harrison, asked me what was going on. She saw me hanging clothes on the line, and in a matter of minutes I was walking down the street toward the church wearing a dress, heels and lipstick. The next thing she knew I was hanging up clothes again. Seeing me at the clothesline was not unusual, in fact hanging diapers on the line was almost a daily ritual. It was the sudden departure that caused her to wonder. When Mrs. Kinsman called, not wanting to keep the bride and groom waiting, I would get there as soon as possible. Speaking of churches, the Christian church was on the other side of us. Twice during our stay in Edwardsville, young couples thinking our house to be the parsonage, rang our door bell. They asked if the minister was in. They wanted to get married. On the other side of town the Baptist Minister caused us a certain amount of involvement. His name was Boergadine. We received many of his Christmas cards and one year a lovely plant was delivered to our door with a note thinking him for burying her husband. I called the florist and told him the flower was not intended for this address. He insisted that perhaps I didn't remember the lady but he was sure that Rev. Boergadine would know her. I finally convinced him that the Bergandines lived at this address, not the Boergadines. The itinerants passing through town found our door with a certain degree of regularity. One man we particularly came to expect on Christmas morning. On this occasion and in the spirit of the day, I came up with ham and Swiss Cheese sandwiches and a few goodies that I wanted to share. It finally dawned on me the reason they knocked on my door instead of the neighbors, they too thought it was the parsonage. In September 1950, Jim was born in St. Joseph Hospital, Alton, Illinois. The other children all brought their friends home to show him off. Charlie's little friend Jamie Kinsman knocked on the door and asked if she could see the baby. Jamie was a little younger than Charlie, and he sometimes treated her as if he were a little superior. After hesitating he told her she could come in but she was not to touch the baby because he was sterilized. She was used to Charlie's rebuffs. If he told her he didn't want to come out and play, she would go home and come back the next day. [bottom right photo: Charlie, Jamie Kinsman, Jim, John Edwardsville - 1959] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/372bb88a5d07d5d14cd45920a6a86fe2.jpg 74d6a06d44f82d915a5eee4fe2ce0f3e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (22) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 20 of From the Beginning] Our good friends. Les and Leanore Marks and daughters, lived across the street. Les was a funeral director. They lived on the second floor in a large old brick Victorian house that sat way back from the street surrounded by a wrought iron fence. Once when Suzanne and Linda Marks with Susie and Barbara were playing house under one of the large evergreens, sweeping the pine needles and sending the dust flying, Susie had an attack of asthma. That night she could scarcely breath. We called the doctor. He came and gave her a shot of adrenalin and left a syringe for another dose. He recommended that we take her next day to a specialist in St. Louis which we did and also at regular intervals for about six months. The treatment worked and she has not been bothered by asthma since. The Marks girls came to our house to play when there was a funeral going on across the street. [top left photo: Back Row: Anne, Susie, Linda Marks, Barbara Front Row: Suzanne Marks, John Across the street at the Mark's in 1946] [bottom photo: Anne Susie Charlie Barbara John 1950] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cd158491a535677c1a5d976a2b2a79a4.jpg 89986df480b9a61da23e4a2b5cb00a65 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (23) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 21 of From the Beginning] The girls had gone from Girl Scouts and Jr. High activities to band and choir in High School. Anne played French Horn which she liked all except the part about carrying the horn to and from school. The director required practice at home. It was quite a walk to the high school. It was always a keen competition for first chair between her and Tommy Reilly. Susie played clarinet in Jr. High but going into high school her interest was in choir. In the tryouts, she was one of the two freshmen to be chosen for the Acappella Choir. As we go into the year 1953, I remember it as one that tested my abilities to cope. First of all in January on a beautiful crisp Sunday morning, snow on the ground, I realized that I would be going to Alton to St. Joseph Hospital. I got the little ones ready for Sunday School and informed Anne she would be in charge until Frank returned later. The little ones did not know that I wouldn't be there when they came home. In a few hours, Frank called home and Anne was able to tell them that they had a a new baby brother, Robert Steven. In March Frank was to leave us for a time once more. The company decided rather than do a complete overhaul on the boilers in the old building in Granite City, they would close the plant. Frank returned to the Sunbury Plant. It being Anne's senior year we planned to wait till June to move. On morning in April, Susie came down stairs with a persistent pain in her side. The doctor suspicioned appendicitis and told me to take her to St Joseph Hospital. He was right. She had surgery that afternoon. All week while [top left photo: Linda Marks, Barbara, Charlie, Jim - 1951] [bottom right photo: Charlie, John , Barbara, Bob, 4 Months, Verna, and Jim Edwardsville, Illinois - 1953] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f0b03ef087333893e007d91f5f0320c7.jpg 7c7f601bbfc4df7ac85a2c49ffbf6769 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (24) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 22 of From the Beginning] she was in the hospital, I went to see her everyday. We managed to keep things going at home with a little babysitting help from my dear neighbors. Bob survived, showing no ill effects with someone feeding him and still another person burping him. My efforts then turned to getting ready for Anne's graduation. A trip to St. Louis shopping was necessary. Frank came for graduation, and we had one week to prepare for the movers. The older children weren't thrilled with leaving their friends. John had but one request. That was that our new place would have some boys to play ball with. He had had it with all the girls. I knew that there was much I would miss about Edwardsville, mainly the people; but if Frank was to be transferred anywhere, I was glad it was to return to Sunbury. Coming back to Ohio we were bringing three boys who were not with us on our trip west. Anne and Susie left by train the day before. when the big moving van pulled away from 215 N. Kansas St. and our car was packed and we were ready to leave, there was quite a group gathered around us to say goodbye and to wish us well. The Marks, Kinsmans, Harrisons and Lucille's mother Grandma Widicus and even the old bachelor, Henry Weidey. It was then that I was made aware of the great impact they had all had on our nine and a half years spent among them. We couldn't have been happier! Frank had been looking for a house in Sunbury from the time he arrived in March. It wasn't until two weeks before we were wanting to move that one became available. An elderly man had died, and his daughter barely had time to close out his belongings before we were here. She assured me that anything I wanted to do to redecorate would be fine. It was a nice old 2 story house, but it did take some doing the next few years to make it seem like home. It was on the corner of High and Harrison Sts. and yes, John got his wish. There were boys in the neighborhood. The boys soon found way to occupy their time. The girls missed their friends, and the routine they had left behind. We bought our first television set which added a new dimension to their summer. After school started Susie got a job working at the drugstore for Mr. Hill some evenings and on Saturdays. Anne started college at Otterbein only nine miles away, but after leaving her there we faced the realization that for the first time she wouldn't be coming home with us and we would just have to get used to it. To close a very busy and eventful year my parents celebrated their 50th Wedding Anniversary on Christmas Day 1953, with all of their ten children and their spouses. I was especially glad to be back home in Ohio and able to visit them a few more http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0c458a16856deaf0d3c72272b13e6d8e.jpg dacccce0c6ac8527b841f6c57c899e66 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (25) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 23 of From the Beginning] times in Woodstock before my father died in March, 1954, after surgery for cancer. In the spring John, age 9, was operated on at Grant Hospital for appendicitis. Running true to form he also had prolonged bleeding after surgery. The pattern seemed to be that it took just so long for the bleeding to stop no matter what measures were taken. What a relief it was when finally there were no more episodes, and he was able to come home. By the end of the year we were back nto the swing of things. With all the familiar faces at P.T.A., church and Searchlight Club, it was almost as if we had never left Sunbury. Anne took a summer job at Lazarus, leaving town each morning on the Greyhound Bus to Columbus at 7:00 and returning in the evening at 6:30. The boys playing in the neighborhood knew when they heard the Nestlé whistle that it was 12:00, time for them to be home, hands washed and ready for lunch when their father would be home. [left top photo: Golden Wedding - 1958] [top right photo: Mom and Pop - 1942] [bottom right photo: In Marysville at Aunt Judy's - 1953 Bob is 6 Months] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e59bda87a41ffff182921a6a1da6739c.jpg 6477c8dee13aedabb4a7159a3030fef7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (26) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 24 of From the Beginning] In December Frank celebrated his 25th year with the company. He and I left by train from Columbus at 9:30 p.m. and arrived at Grand Central station, N.Y. at 7:30 next morning. We stayed at the Roosevelt Hotel. Frank had been to N.Y. several times on business, but this was my first trip and what a grand time of year to see the City! To say that it was decorated for the holidays was an understatement. We were met by one of the men from the corporate office from the Manufacturing Dept. who frequently visited the Sunbury Plant, and each day another couple, acted as our hosts to show us the city. The first day we visited the United Nations, then had lunch at the Rockefeller Plaza looking out at the skaters and the huge decorated Christmas Tree. The view of the city from the top of the Empire State Building minimized the size of everything below. Another time we had dinner at the Stork Club. Sherman Billingsley, the owner seated at a table near us, recognized the couple who was with us and had a bottle of Champagne sent to our table with his compliments. After we saw the play, "Can Can" with the original cast. Guy Lombardo was celebrating his 25th year playing at the Roosevelt Grill. We dined and danced to his music with the Warren Bullocks and Harold Colvins. The last evening we were in N.Y. we attended the Annual Christmas Party at Glenn Island Casino. It was a large affair with 600 guests, [photo: Nestle Christmas Party in 1954 at Glenn Island Casino, New York} http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bc029d6379df07c5bae39072bacdaf1c.jpg 9ffefb3c543469b72741c9667f99d3a7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (27) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 25 of From the Beginning] the office staff and their spouses. We were seated next to the President, Mr. Dan Notion. It was than that Frank was recognized for his 25 years of service and presented with a gold watch. I have been to N. Y. several times and always enjoyed it but this trip I remember best, five days of pure fun and excitement. We arrived home on the 17th with just enough time to make ready for Santa Caus. I am indebted to my mother. She stayed with the children so that I could go with Frank and also Julia who took Bob, who was not quite two years old. Susie graduated from high school in 1955. Her interest was always in music. In the fall she started at Ohio University. By the end of the first semester she was disappointed in the the music program. She came home and the following year enrolled at O.S.U. About that time when Jim was in the first grade our neighbor, an old gentleman whose name escapes me, died. the previous summer when he was sitting on his porch, Jim and Bob would go over and talk to him. I answered Jim's questions about the funeral and burial and also added that his soul went to heaven. Later I heard Jim explaining it all to Bob who didn't understand about how he was to get to heaven. Jim gave it some serious thought and then said, "They just take the gravity off." Bob said, "Oh". We lost two of our family members in 1956. Grandma Bergandine died in August, having lived to be 78 years old. She was in a wheel chair the last few years. always a joy to be with, the children loved it when she came to visit. In spite of all the commotion that was ever present, ours was the place she enjoyed the most. My sister Elsie Bowerman died the 26th of December. She was 52 years old. She had been wanting ice skates and found a pair under the tree that Christmas. She and her two daughters, who were students O.S.U. went to the skating rink the next evening. She had no sooner started skating when she fell to the ice and was gone almost immediately of an aneurysm in the brain. Elsie was a Phys. E. Major in college and always excelled in sports. She was captain of her basketball team and was an excellent swimmer. Our holidays ended on a very sad note. [photo: Sisters Bertha, Julia, Verna, Mom, Josephine, Elsie Memorial Day -1955] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a8eac62ca9a7fe0260dd3ac5d3b50395.jpg 9a33da98d5926523b7163d63d654907f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (28) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 26 of From the Beginning] Barbara went with members of the Big Walnut Choir to a summer camp at Westminster Choir College in Princeton, New Jersey. She returned home to find that another brother had taken up residence with us. Jeffrey Miles was born on August 5th, 1957 , at White Cross Hospital. Frank had scarcely returned home from White Cross when it was necessary to take Susie to University Hospital. She had had a wisdom tooth pulled several weeks before. There had been some bleeding from time to time, but at this point it continued to bleed in earnest. The eight days that I was required to be in the hospital, Frank went from seeing mother and child to being with Susie while the bleeding continued. Her face swollen with the huge clot that formed. Doctors were undecided as to what should be done as this was most unusual. Finally they did remove the clot and a day after Frank brought Jeff and me home, Susie was able to come home. Having had so many shots she needed a pillow to be able to sit at the kitchen table. Frank was glad to have us all around the kitchen table after eight days of shuttling back and forth between hospitals and the anxious moments he went through with Susie. I laid Jeffrey on the davenport when we came home. Bob was four and a half at the time and remembers running in to check on Jeff several times while we were having lunch. He was fascinated with the little newcomer. Up until now he had been the center of attention. [top right photo: Jeff Gets a Bath on Christmas Morning - 1957] [middle left photo: Bob, John, Jim, Charlie - Christmas 1957] [bottom right photo: Jeff Playing John's Drums] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/20895fdce5bdb9b2a714b7c46ecb19a6.jpg 327d0eff8a1c71c00831a01f5cdde220 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (29) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 27 of From the Beginning] Many exciting events were to come in the next few years. Anne graduated from O.S.U. in June, 1958, and went to Elyria in the fall to teach 4th grade. Outside at recess with the class, she fell on the ice and broke her arm. Unfortunately, being left handed it was her left arm. Bob started to school in 1959. Jeffrey was asked what he would do now that Bob was in School. He said, "I pay wid Wayme". Rayme Saunders was a neighbor and friend of Bob. Once again I was left with just one little one at home till my boys in grade school came trooping home at noon for lunch with their father. Frank was offered the Nestlé Plant in Freehold, N. Jersey to manage. It was presented in a way that left Frank to decide. The opening there came up and since it was a larger plant, they told him it was his if he wanted it. It would have had some advantages at this time. It was actually Barbara who made the decision final for him when she said, "Money isn't everything, Dad." with a pleading look that was not possible for Frank to ignore. [top right photo: Queen Barbara and Her Court at Homecoming - 1958 Her Football Escort Duncan Whitney to Her Left] [middle left photo: Bob, First Grade] [middle right photo: Bob sharing Cake on His 6th Birthday with Neighborhood Friends Left to Right: Jim, Amy Stockwell, Bob, Doug Crowl, Mary Ault, Jeff Tom Crowl, Tom Ruthg, Booby Chaffin] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2e99ccd67743c1d837b46cdf6fa1fc5f.jpg f8b0eab3d9b98b1c5164b1033bc8217e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (30) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 28 of From the Beginning] [top left photo: Jim and Bob Sunday School bound in 1958] [top right photo: The Boys in New Christmas Sweats - 1959] [middle photo: Bob, Frank, Jeff, Verna, John, Barbara, Anne, Susie, Charlie January 2, 1959] [bottom left photo: Bob, Jeff at Aunt Judy's 1960] [bottom right photo: Jeff First Grade] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bef6389ce9e9a440512d66e264170a92.jpg 59ca3154b859d150b7710fa72f5d4a4e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (31) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 29 of From the Beginning] Sunbury Plant was their Research Plant and Frank was told that this was the decision they had hoped would make. sometimes it took a balancing act to meet production demands and also work out scheduling trial runs for the Laboratory. It required cooperation and the company appreciated Frank's ability to make things run smoothly. In March 1960, Susie graduated from O.S.U. She started teaching Music at Bellville in the fall. We had two graduates that year with Barbara from Big Walnut. That fall she started at O.S.U. John was next to graduate in 1961. He also went to O.S.U. Over the next three years there were three weddings. First Susie to Ed O'Bryan in April 1961; Anne to Larry Stockert in July, 1962; and John and Polly Reynolds in January, 1963. A rather sudden change in the household. Although Anne and Susie were at home only summers, it was not the same without them. John had driven to school from home, and his absence was felt even more. Frank and I were given a three week cruise to the Caribbean by the Nestle Co. As we were basking in the sun from one island to the other we learned on the ship's daily newspaper of the extreme cold in Columbus, Ohio - 25 degrees below zero. Our itinerary included stops at San Juan, St Thomas, St. Lucia, Nevis, St Kitts and Barbados. Always when we went ashore the natives greeting us with music from their steel bands. We left the ship at Port of Spain., Trinidad, the hottest place I have ever been, to spend three nights there with the Nestlé people hosting our stay and showing us around the island. After a picnic on the beach Frank had a case of sun poisoning with swollen hands so that he had to call off a golf game scheduled for the next day. By contrast, coming into the hotel out of the sun, the lobby was so cold it almost made your teeth chatter. The one main road on the island was built by the G. I.'s. during World War II. [photo: Frank in Nestlé's News - May 1961] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/066043f0c5536a8b4eb007ed830a19d2.jpg c7663da688c3c9d149c1d7d53440b737 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (32) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 30 of From the Beginning] We flew from Trinidad to Kingston, Jamaica. The Director of Nestlé Operations, Mr. Hay, an Englishman, met us; and he and his wife showed us many interesting places the three days we spent there. The Straw Market and a visit to the Governor's Rose Gardens were some of the places. Mrs. Hay was a good friend of the Governor's wife. I didn't get to meet her as she was as they say, "On holiday in England." I must say that roses do beautifully in Jamaica, but then the climate is ideal for both roses and people. One evening the Nestlé driver drove us and Mr. and Mrs. Hay to Blue Mt. Inn for dinner. Our table was before a fire on the hearth and dessert was the famous strawberries grown on the hillside. I remember Arthur Godfrey on his radio show telling about his experience there and commenting on how great the strawberries were. He was right! Mr. Hay showed Frank some of the Nestlé facilities. Our stay in Kingston went very fast and next we were driven about 3 hours to the northern shore to Ocho Rios where we stayed three more days at the Plantation Inn. One thing I noticed on all the islands where we had dinner, it was always served in the open under the stars. Their insect control must have been very effective because I never saw a fly or mosquito which always seem to want to share in the fun on our outdoor events here. At ocho Rios on the beach I polished off my already very deep suntan. In fact when all the kids came to the airport to meet us, they recognized Frank as we came down the steps of the plane; but they wondered who he had brought back with him. [photo: Ocho Rios, Jamaica - 1963] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a5466e581fef09a1dd13c36a8604de6f.jpg 7bc92b93d2e995eec260c9206e55240a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (33) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 31 of From the Beginning] We were driven to Montego Bay where we took a plane to Miami and on home by evening. Susie and Ed and one month old Christopher stayed with the children while we were gone. It was at this time we bought my first clothes dryer. With all my eight children, it had to be my first grandchild whose diapers were dried in it. Of all the housewifely duties I performed through the years, I think I enjoyed washing most and that included hanging clothes on the line. However, I soon realized the dryer was a better way. I wondered how many miles of clothesline full of socks I had fastened to the line with clothespins. The Surgeon General of the United States came on T.V. with the long awaited announcement of the findings of the Cancer Society on the direct connection between smoking and lung cancer. The date was Saturday Jan. 11, 1964. Frank and I had decided before hand that if what he had to say was bad news we would give up the habit. It was bad news, and we did not buy any more cigarettes. With only ten left in the house we made them last till Monday morning, and that was it! Frank had taken up smoking out of boredom in 1944 when he was in Illinois for several months with the family. Later in 1949, I decided to give it a try, being convinced by the advertising that claimed if you only "reach for a Lucky instead of a sweet" maybe I could lose a few pounds. Trouble was there would be days go by that I would forget to smoke. Finally I learned to enjoy them. Most of my friends had smoked for years, but I had had no desire to try it. Smoking was never spoken of as being harmful to health. At least people now are fully informed about why they should not smoke. It took two weeks before I didn't want a cigarette. I started new projects that would keep my mind and hands occupied. Frank's battle with kicking the habit required much more strength of character as he was surrounded by smokers everyday. Charlie was next to graduate from high school. The following February on Valentine's Day, he was struck by a car on the square in Galena. He had stopped his car and had gone around behind it when a classmate thinking to give Charlie a scare pulled in toward him. Charlie looked up to see headlights in his eyes and at that moment was pinned between the two cars. Obviously the boy's judgement in executing the prank was faulty to say the least. On impact Charlie's car was pushed up the incline onto the grass on the other side of the sidewalk. His glasses and shoes were found several feet away. Deep cuts in both legs, one to the bone continued to bleed for several day. Many blood transfusions were required. He didn't lack for donors. Friends came forth to offer their blood for him. It was nip and tuck for a time before the bleeding stopped. It http://66.213.124.233/files/original/1c08dc3b2dc9c95e1b313d5809da8441.jpg df7a360e9af22dbf5eccb8766fc3f28e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (34) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 32 of From the Beginning] was three weeks before he was able to come home from Riverside Hospital. I++t took a little time before his legs wanted to function as usual. I remember him telling how scarry it was the first time he started across the street downtown with the green light and hoping to get there before the light changed. In March 1966 my mother died. She was 82 and until the last few months had always been well and very active. Flowers in her garden was her delight in summer. Always a fresh bowl of sweet peas on her kitchen table. "The way to keep them blooming is to pick them everyday", she said. All my sisters and I enjoyed gardening as much as she did. She had the advantage of having rich black loam soil which didn't require as much coaxing to get the best results. A little manure from the barn and her dahlias, gladiolas and asters, which she called fall roses, were real prize winners. Anyone who stopped by always left with and armful of whatever was ready in her garden. I think that describes her best. Her generosity was seen in all her actions. She said, "I enjoy them more if others have some of them, too". When the children were small and I had little time for flowers I was content with the offerings the little boys brought to me. I probably had the first dandelions and violets spotted in the neighborhood. How pleased they were when I made a fuss over their bouquets and would look for just the right glass to hold their little short stems! We started our new house at 217 High St. in August. It can honestly be said that this house was "built upon a rock." It took several days to dig the basement with a bulldozer and truckloads of rocks were hauled away. We moved in on the 15th of December, 1966. Only the three younger boys were at home. Charlie did not move with us as he and Cheryl Saunders were married a few days [upper right photo: Mom at Her 80th Birthday Party April 16, 1964] [bottom right photo: Digging the Basement at 217 High Street - August 1966] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/cbd71ed8f652a177140c706403839d0c.jpg f22a33cfc6e93714eb0dd3249cfe0fe0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (35) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 33 of From the Beginning] before. It was an exciting time to be settled in the new house and have the children and grandchildren here for Christmas that first year. The large family room in basement was more than adequate. Barbara and Duncan weren't able to be with us until the next day. She was working in the University Hospital in Charlottesville, Va. where Duncan was in law school at the University. We were glad to have them for a few days after Christmas. The next two years were busy ones for Frank. A new product has many problems to solve before the first batch comes off the line. Several engineers were hired to get the equipment ready with the bugs ironed out before Tasters' Choice, a freeze dried instant coffee was in production. Heavily insulated suits and boots were required for the workers in the "Cold Room". The men spent a limited amount of time on that detail because of the extreme low temperature before they were relieved by the next shift. The Sunbury Plant produced the first Nescafé in 1939, Nestea in 1946 and now in 1968 Taster's Choice made it's debut on the market. In 1969 Jim graduated from Big Walnut then started school at C. I. T. Bob in 1971 and on to O. S. U. When Jim and Julia Dudas were married it was just Bob and Jeff at home. The sun did not set on the day of the wedding before Bob had moved all his belongings from the room he had shared with Jeff into Jim's room. Bob looked at the wedding not so much as losing a brother around the house but as a joyous occasion when he acquired his own room. The feeling was mutual as Jeff expressed much satisfaction in having his own space, also. Jeff was the last to graduate from Big Walnut. From Sept. 1941 when Anne started to school it was 34 years of contact with the schools. I had mixed emotions with it all coming to an end. No more PTA. When 7th and 8th grades were in Galena Building it meant membership in two of them. Always room mother for one of the children, programs to attend when on of the children performed, Band, boosters and so many other reasons to be involved. Almost half my life to that point keeping schedules and seeing that the children of all ages were where they were supposed to be and on time. Not only grade school but also high school and college to say nothing of always a little one keeping me company at home until Jeff started to school. And now looking back over the years that were so important to me, I have to think that I must have been about the happiest person alive in all this tangled web of activity that some how seemed perfectly normal to me at the time. I suppose one can say that from this phase of my life I had arrived at retirement the same year that Frank retired from the Nestlé Co. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f026976f7b47a5e3bd175082fa7dd375.jpg ff3d68025a4ed2a85edc55367025522c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (36) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 34 of From the Beginning] [top left photo: Anne - '53] [top middle photo: Susie '55] [top right photo : Barbara '60] [ middle left photo: John '61] GRADS [middle right photo: Charlie '64] [bottom left photo: Jim '69] [bottom middle photo: Bob '71] [bottom right photo: Jeff '75] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e5db17c898c31499f1d4e27c580f138f.jpg 1ed537383b1a8ddd60312710d2b1cbd0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (37) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 35 of From the Beginning] Blue Chip Profile Sunbury Executive Heads Two Organizations Frank D Bergandine heads up two large organizations in nearby Sunbury, Ohio: his family with eight children and 11 grandchildren and the Nestle Co. Inc. plant of 240 employes. Bergandine, 63, has been Nestle plant manager since 1953. He stands as Sunbury's leading industrialist. On average the company employs one of every nine Sunbury residents. In former years, soft-spoken Bergandine has served as president of Sunbury Lion's Club, which another businessman said is as close to a chamber of commerce as the town has, and the Big Walnut Band Boosters Association. He and Verna, his wife, served on the committee that coordinated Sunbury's sesquicentennial celebration in 1966. Mrs. Bergandine is the former Verna Cushman of Woodstock in Champaign County. She a former president of Sunbury PTA and now serves on the official board of Sunbury United Methodist Church. A lot of Bergadine's leisure time goes to golf. He is a member of Sunbury and Blackhawk golf clubs. AS OF TODAY, Bergandine has been with Nestle exactly 44 years. It was in 1929 that he took a factory job at Nestle's plant in Marysville. He had worked two months before that for Scott Seed Co. after graduation from Marysville High School. He worked in production five years, then spent four more in the control and research laboratory. In 1940, Bergandine was transferred to Sunbury in charge of the plant's laboratory. Four years passed and when Nestle opened a plant in Granite City, Ill., Bergandine went there as assistant plant manger, becoming manager in 1947. He returned to Sunbury as plant manager six years later. Four of the Bergandine children are graduates of Ohio State University and fifth is a junior there now. THE NESTLE Co. has owned the plant since 1918, when Nestle's only business was milk products. Until that year , the plant was the Sunbury Creamery, founded circa 1895. Nestle, whose parent company is headquartered in Bevy, Switzerland, has corporate U.S. offices in White Plains, N.Y. Since 1967, when major rebuilding was done at the plant, main product from Sunbury has been freeze-dried, instant coffee. Bergandine said the process was developed for production between staffs at Sunbury and Marysville Nestle plants and was an industry first. Bergandine said the facility, in 1939, started the first successful, commercial production of instant coffee, a lot of which went into Army K rations during World War II, and its instant tea was probably first in the industry. BESIDES FREEZE-dried coffee, the operation today produces a non-dairy creamer and fills containers with some products shipped from other company plants. Coffee beans for the plant come from abroad. But Bergandine gets questions about producing his own. A seven-foot tall coffee tree, given to him as a seedling by an employee, is nearing the ceiling of his paneled office. (R. N. Moore) [photo: F. D. Bergandine] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/54881a1df5b783e77b35feaa5b58b69b.jpg 29ee0b7bd1d5c47fd3b2879df61a0c45 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (38) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 36 of From the Beginning] In Retirement [top left photo: 1975] [middle right photo: Nestlé Quarter Century Party 1976] [bottom left photo: Frank in Nestlé Golf Tournament 1978] [bottom right photo: Two Nestlé Men Frank and Jeff] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/a5363f6a6632de7a59c6be5ae8be5c1f.jpg 8dfc44a2a07220f6f30df514f33f1381 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (39) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 37 of From the Beginning] Jeff was off to O.S.U. where he made the Marching Band and had the thrill of playing at the Rose Bowl. We were off to Europe on a three week tour which the Nestlé Co. provided for Frank's 46 years of service. Our itinerary was planned to the smallest detail. We knew before we left home where we would be and which of our Nestlé friends would be showing us the sights in each country. When the men from the plants in Europe visited the U.S. they always spent some time in Sunbury, it being their experimental plant. Our first stop was London. We arrived there a day before our luggage. Luckily our carry on bags contained all the essentials. They delivered our bags to the hotel the next morning. In London Don and Patricia Cunliffe were our hosts. Don was Plant Manager at the Hayes Factory. Patricia had accompanied him the summer before on his visit to the U.S. and they spent several days in Sunbury. They were very gracious and one evening invited their close friends to join us for dinner at their home. For sightseeing a tour guide picked us all up in her car every morning for the day's agenda of places we wanted to visit, then back to the hotel to dress for dinner. Near the end of our stay, I jokingly said to Patricia that I thought the English had taken a bum wrap from some who accused them of eating only roast beef an boiled potatoes. She asked me if I had not noticed that we had dined each evening in French restaurants known for their fine cuisine. At any rate, there were no complaints about the fare. Frank and Patricia managed a game of golf. Neither Don nor I are golfers so we dropped them off at the Country Club and with their six year old son, Adam, he and I toured a couple of very old churches in the country side near by. One of them was [photo inserted into article: Frank D. Bergandine] Nestle Plant Manager Retires After 46 Years of Service Frank D. Bergandine, who has been plant manager of The Nestle Company's soluble coffee plant at Sunbury for the past 22 years will retire Sept. 1. He has been with Nestle a total of 46 years and during that time became involved in the production of many Nestle's " firsts" which have positioned the company as a major soluble coffee and tea manufacturer. Bergandine started as a general factory worker in 1929 at Nestle's Marysville plant which at the time made condensed and evaporated milk and milk powders. In 1935 he joined the plant's Quality Control Research Laboratory. Five years later he was promoted to supervisor of both the laboratory and of manufacturing at the Sunbury plant, which had been built in 1939 for the first manufacture of Nescafe. Since then this product has become the world's largest selling brand of instant coffee in the world. When Nestle build a new plant at Granite City. Ill., in 1943 to produce Nescafe instant coffee for World War II armed forces, Bergandine first became its assistant plant manger in 1944 and then plant manager in 1947. Bergandine returned to Sunbury in 1953 to take over as plant manager, and was responsible for the first US manufacture of Taster's Choice freeze-dried coffee in the 1960's. This is now the top-selling freeze dried coffee in the country. And he also managed the first production of Taster's Choice Decaffeinated in 1971, now the leading brand of decaffeinated freeze dried coffee in the country. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2241ff19abecce0d2b2bf440ab9c3073.jpg e1f5c3360d0b1df24ee17cc3f94d914f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (40) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 38 of From the Beginning] 500 years old, made of stone and still in use. The graveyard was interesting with the old tombstones, one of them was Sir Thomas Moore, author of "Ellegy, Written in a Country Courtyard". This being the Sunday for Celebration of the Harvest, the altar was laden with produce and according to tradition was to be distributed among the widows of the Parish. I remember fondly the beautiful countryside and the little hamlets we drove through on that day in the fall of 1975. When it was time to bid farewell to England we left from New Haven where we boarded the boat to take us across the channel to Dieppe, France. By the time we were settled in the hotel I began having a strange feeling in my chest. It didn't get any better and by 10:00 o'clock Frank called the desk and asked for a Doctor. There was a decided communication gap between his English and my French but he decided a shot of valium was needed. It must have been a strong dose because I was in slow motion for a couple of days. However the pain left and I managed to get dressed and accompany Frank to lunch the next day which had been planned for us with the management of the Nestlé Plant. The French really know how to entertain. I was sorry I couldn't show a little more enthusiasm at the five course luncheon. The best I could manage was a few nibbles. They served a different wine with each course and were very hospitable and entertaining. They took me back to my room and I slept all afternoon and most of the next day. The following day we left by train for Paris. I had to leave Dieppe with exploring the town and sights nearby. We were met at the station by a gentleman we didn't know but he and Frank had mutual friends in the company. He was very helpful in getting us settled in our hotel and then took us to dinner. The next evening he and his wife accompanied us to dinner, at the Eiffel Tower. We spent almost an entire day at the Louvre. It was only a block from the Concorde Louvre Hotel where we were staying. I was getting awfully tired but I thought the chance that I might pass that way again was nil and I just had to see as much as I possibly could. Another evening we went to the Lido for dinner and saw a show that was a real extravaganza. The tables were arranged around the stage on three sides. The show opened with cowboys riding horses racing down the center stage for a wild west act. Then the floor changed to ice and the skaters put on a show. A desert scene with camels and veiled women entertained. Topless dancers descended the stairs with their ornate headdresses of feathers so tall that it looked as if it were a real feat for the girls to keep from toppling over. Another day of sightseeing in Paris and then we left from Orly Field for Barcelona, Spain. We were met by Juan Roccomora. I saw this handsome man standing alone, I told Frank that he was was our host. Frank said, "What makes you thing so?' I told http://66.213.124.233/files/original/f1c71fdd9890dc000837fb7acfb6fe3d.jpg 2817d7adfe7e94bcf8374b86b028a68c Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (41) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 39 of From the Beginning] him that he was definitely a Spaniard and he was looking for someone. When our eyes met he came forward and asked if we were the Bergandines. From that moment he was in charge of seeing to it that our stay in Barcelona was most enjoyable. He and his wife Carmen picked us up each morning at the Diplomat Hotel and we were off for the day. Along the Costa Brava we stopped at a little Inn and had a fisherman's lunch. Traveling in another direction along the Mediterranean the scenery was spectacular against the deep blue of the water. In Barcelona Harbor we saw Christopher Columbus pointing west and the Castle where Queen Isabella knighted him on his return from his voyage to the New World. The Roccomoras planned to visit the U.S. in 1977 to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. To prepare for it Carmen and their two teenage sons were being tutored in English. When we rode along together in the back seat on our tours Carmen would ask me to repeat words so she could hear me pronounce them. She said her teacher was good but when she spoke in English it still sounded like Spanish. We looked forward to seeing them again and for the opportunity to show them around our area. Unfortunately about a year after we had seen them we received a letter from Juan saying Carmen had died of cancer. Although our acquaintance with them was of short duration they lift a lasting impression with us. Our next stop was Nice, France where we spent a couple of nights along the Riviera. Then on to Geneva, Switzerland. The old hotel where we stayed in Vevey, the Trois Couronnes, had quite a history. Built on Lake Leman in 1840 on the site of a 13th Century Castle, it boasted a roster of guests that contained names of crowned heads of governments as well as many important travelers. On leaving we were presented with a book from the hotel containing pictures and signatures of many of them. One of them was Paderewski shown practicing on one of the grand pianos in the ballroom for a music festival in 1913. The scenes that met the eye from our window was one I am not likely to forget. In the distance the misty Alps majestically pointed skyward changing reflections on the lake as the sun changed positions throughout the day. The first evening we were there Dr. Carl Angst, head of the Nestlé Co., drove us to a quaint Mountain Inn for dinner. Saddle of deer was the specialty that evening - a new taste for me which I thought was quite good. The next few days we spent touring the countryside with different hosts stopping at places of interest. One day at a very high elevation we came to Gruyere Castle. looking down at the valley below at the cattle and goats, their tinkling bells playing a tune as they grazed on the hillside is the picture that comes to my mind when I think of Switzerland. We had lunch in a little restaurant on a road leading up to the castle. We chose the http://66.213.124.233/files/original/25a87a5f40fa899254a57c82468e7458.jpg 15c56694bd1a239af83f816c27efc32f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (42) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 40 of From the Beginning] one that offered only a Swiss Menu. A slab of Gruyere Cheese on a toaster of sorts was placed on the table from which we scraped slightly melted cheese onto the smallest of red potatoes, boiled with the skins on, and served with small sweet gherkins, delicious hot bread and butter, strawberries and cream and of course wine. The cheese was made in the village nearby and was out of this world. We visited the large Corporate Office of the worldwide Nestlé Co. Frank, having spent his entire working life in it's service, really enjoyed seeing where the important decisions were made that were responsible for all it's fine products. To top off Frank's enjoyment of our visit Switzerland, Dr. Angst had arranged for a game of golf on our last day. Unfortunately it rained the entire day. We left for Rome that evening with a rain check for a game at Black Hawk on his next trip to Sunbury. We spent the last two days of our tour viewing the ruins of the Ancient City, many of which I recognized from pictures in my Latin book. I mention this because my teacher, Miss Hunter, had been to Rome and enjoyed telling the class about what she had seen. When our translation had to do with a particular building we would ask the right questions we could get her started on that. We always expressed a great interest in learning how it was. That reduced the time for translation. If we really hadn't studied our vocabulary for the day we didn't have to expose our lack of preparedness. Miss Hunter was near retirement age and was probably on to our scheme but she was a good sport and made Latin more interesting. It happened that we were there on Sunday and on the visit to the Vatican we saw the Pope making his appearance from the window and blessing the huge crowds of people. And Miss Hunter, whenever you are, I do thank you for whetting my interest in Rome with your stories. I enjoyed seeing the Old Colosseum and could picture in my mind all the events that took place when Julius Caesar watched from the stands. Veni, vidi, vici - We left for home with the feeling that I came, I saw, I conquered. As I write this account of our trip I like to remember all the wonderful sights we enjoyed and the hospitality that was shown us where ever we went. And now back home in Sunbury with the laundry and mail caught up I decided I had better go see Dr. M. W. Liningston about why I wasn't feeling just right. He took an Electrocardiogram. He told me I had had a heart attack and that I should go home and do nothing. Frank took over with the house hold chores. I went in for tests at regular intervals and by April the Electrocardiograms showed much improvement and there didn't seem to be any damage to my heart. As soon as possible I started walking and have continued ever since. It has become so much a part of my early http://66.213.124.233/files/original/2ffea66d2f48a2890b906c19a7a36951.jpg c42fc5b309338240e256a72037a08dba Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (43) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 41 of From the Beginning] morning routine that I hate it when the weather is bad. Annette Roberts comes along at 6:30 and our route takes us about 2 miles. When Judy Morris was living she joined us on Greenbrier and the three of us solved many of the world's problems in our discussions as we walked along. We both lost a dear friend. The Bicentennial year was celebrated with several events. One of them was a Tour of Homes sponsored by the Community Library Friends. Six homes were open to the public as a fund raiser on May 16, 1976. From 1 to 6 p.m. over 500 signatures were recorded in the guest book at our house. At this writing we are coming upon Memorial Day which has always loomed large in my life experience. From the time we were children old enough to walk from the church to the cemetery, we formed lines behind my father and Uncle Charlie. With flowers handed us by the women of the church we followed up the hill and hunted a grave with the little American flag on it to lay them on. My father, after seeing to it that no soldier's gave was missed, led us to the spot where one of our leading citizens would tell us why we should always honor our men who served their country. The band that played as we started out in step to the cadence of the drum beat consisted of three old men playing fife, bugle and drum. To this day when I hear the music of a drum and bugle corp I fancy myself in my best summer dress and black patent leather slippers - bouquet in hand. With the exception of the years when I had children in the Big Walnut High School Band, I have always gone "Over home" for Memorial Day. During World War II with the railroad running along beside the cemetery, the speaker and special music always had to stop and wait for trains to to pass, sometimes twice what with all the hauling by rail for the war effort. A large monument stands in the Woodstock Cemetery since 1895. It was built by my great uncle, Warren S. Cushman to commemorate the family and all the men who volunteered in the Civil War from Woodstock. Names of 140 soldiers are etched on a scroll on one side where above them the sculptor's profile is shown with his bugle. He was the company bugler. On the base of the monument are carved the three main branches on the family tree- Cushman, Hewitt and Gifford. On one end is Julius Cushman, brother of the artist in a military fatigue uniform. He was the first Woodcock soldier to die in battle. Beside the scroll of names is the third brother, Charles Anthony, one of the first to enlist in 1861. Warren stands beside the family history on the other side. Members of Woodstock families who have long since moved away come back to see their soldiers names carved on the monument. Time and weather have not been kind to the Portland Cement from which it was made. It has required constant repair to fill the cracks by the artist's two great grand daughters. A few years ago my brother and cousin Bailey Cushman replaced the time worn names in the cement with marble slabs which will be there for time to come. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/aa12de0ebb6a92e4f8d24331a51a0c63.jpg ef4b37e5f467ebf650027dc8bba3b0a5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (44) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 42 of From the Beginning] A word about the artist. He was born in 1844, died in 1926 with over 1000 paintings to his credit. He studied at the Corchoran Art Gallery in Washington, D.C. His portrait of President Rutherford B. Hayes was hung in the Nation's capitol. He exhibited "Spanish Dancing Girls" at the World's fair in Chicago in 1893. The painting later sold for $10,000. Each year at the cemetery on Memorial Day half of the people I see are relatives although none of them reside in Woodstock anymore. There are only two houses where I can name the residents. My sisters and I join my brother in Mechanicsburg for a potluck at noon. In July there is a much larger reunion at Goshen Park and this year we will celebrate Robert's 90th birthday. He is the Patriarch of the family. The tradition of reunion started with the first families of Cushman, Hewett and Gifford. Now it is only the Cushmans who are within range and some of them come from quite a distance. In 1979 we attended Frank's 50th High School alumni Banquet in Marysville. His class was one of those exceptional classes of students that produced several good athletes as well as many strong ties of friendships that continued through the years. His High School Principal, Miss Fern Mills was present, ninety years old at the time, and his baseball coach, Whitney Dutton. It was quite a party that prompted Miss Mills to comment that she was gad to see that nothing had changed their behavior. In 1982. I had another slight heart attack and this time was advised to have an angiogram. It showed a complete blockage of a small artery and also evidence of the [photo: Cushman, Hewitt, Gifford Monument in Woodstock Cemetery] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bd0f131aad42265858caa881eff42e82.jpg 981f82baa2cdc2da698ef6fce134fa32 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (45) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 43 of From the Beginning] one suffered in 1975 on a main artery. Medication was prescribed which I have taken even since. Frank had an angiogram two weeks after mine. We told the doctor about his bleeding tendency and was assured by him that of the hundreds of procedures he had performed not one of them had ever bled. Well, he can't make that statement anymore. Frank was scheduled to go home the same day but just before he was to be dismissed his bandages and bedding were soaked with blood. They kept him overnight. The hemorrhaging continued with at least one episode per day for several days. When it was the night of my 50th High School Alumni Banquet he didn't want to run the risk of having to make a sudden exit so Susie drove us to Delaware where we left Frank in the good hands of Nurse Barbara. Susie had the "pleasure" of accompanying me to the party where she met all my classmates about whom she had heard stories through the years. Frank got along through the evening with no problems, but about 2 a.m. we were up changing the dressing. As with the tonsils the little one inch incision at the elbow finally healed. Our annual family Christmas party fell on the 20th of December this year, our 48th wedding date. The children surprised us with a wedding cake, presents and all the trappings of a golden wedding celebration. It was our last one. On June 26th, 1983 Frank died suddenly. At that moment for me the whole world seemed to have stopped. Disbelief and numbness finally gave way to the thankful realization that he did not suffer an extended illness. While I didn't fail to count my blessings for the 48 years of happiness with Frank the wonderful memories made my loss harder to accept. That is where my children came in to help me through this period that I can't imagine facing without them. He had taught well by example. They were there with help, many times even before I would think of needing it. Surely I have been blessed. With eight children, fifteen grandchildren and thirteen great grandchildren there is always a happening taking place. Birthdays, graduations, weddings, new babies and all sorts of important occasions in between. We never lack for reasons to celebrate. Frank lived to see all but one grandchild, Jim's daughter, Amy. Our first great grandchild, Susie's granddaughter, Brooke Elizabeth was born in 1986. Frank was denied the privilege of knowing any of the great grandchildren. Until last July it was six of one and half dozen of the other. Anne's granddaughter, Olivia Lucille was born in Dearborn, Mi., making it 7 girls and six boys. We looked forward to a little change of scenery in summer when Frank had vacation from work. The years we lived in Illinois we spent that time in Ohio visiting friends and family. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/7faf41af120116ed7285a735539d6045.jpg 8d0d945357155d5339befa3ff728f8c8 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (46) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 44 of From the Beginning] It was exciting when we set forth on the trip. I filled the Coleman Cooler with ham sandwiches, potato salad, cake and fruit. We stopped at a rest area just east of Indianapolis. It was over half way to journey's end, a good time to let the little ones play in the little creek that ran through the park. After that, it didn't seem so long till we came to the Ohio line and were in Ohio Country. the older children still talk about the fun they had at Knightstown, Indiana. After seeing everyone and having such a good time we were all just as eager to start the trip home. Later on in the summer, a trip to Florida with Jim, Bob and Jeff was the destination for our get-away. By then the girls, also John and Charlie, had summer jobs. After they were married some of them moved out of state. We visited them which took us to N. Carolina, Michigan, Virginia and New Mexico. Jeff at an early age could spot the Holiday Inn signs a mile down the road. After riding for what seemed to him like a very long time, he looked forward to a swim in the pool. Also, he pointed out all the Golden Arches that he spied up ahead. And many times during these trips, we heard the question, "Are we almost there?" After the children had all left the nest, Frank and I spent a couple of weeks in Florida each winter. That was as long as we cared to stay. Even with the snow and cold, Ohio was the place we wanted to be. Frank was the last surviving brother-in-law. After he died my three sisters and I spent time together at Siesta Key. Long walks on the beautiful, white beach was how we started the day with sunning and swimming till noon. Evenings we played euchre. Josephine, not an avid card fan, would have no part of bridge which was the game three or us enjoyed playing: so euchre was a compromise. By the time our two weeks were up, we were caught up on family news and much of the past had been gone over. Mostly about people and events that took us back to Woodstock. The next year we would start all over again. We do not go to Florida any more, but each spring the four of us plan something together closer to home. If it is any distance, we have drivers who are willing to see that we get there intact. Susie and Carolyn, Bertha's daughter, are willing to listen to the same old stories and our arguing about events being discussed as to whether it was this way or that. Otherwise Josephine is the "designated" driver. She has [photo: Spring Break 1990 in Siesta Key, Florida Josephine, Julia, Verna, Bertha] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/5815f83e173b6d5df6c7689a87790c90.jpg b7fab888bc9e7ae2da5e9d3fb088194e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (47) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 45 of From the Beginning] come many times and driven us to Indiana to her house and brought us back home. She being the youngest of the four, we absolutely forbid her to get old. We were saddened by the loss of two of our young men when accidents claimed their lives. On April 16, 1988, Scott, Charlie's son, met with death on his way to work in his truck. He was not far from the Golf course where he was working when he failed to make the turn. In 1991 on May 10th, Christopher, Susie's son, was on his way home from work at Honda when he was crossing a seldom used railroad with inadequate marking. A train came along at a fast rate of speed and carried his car down the track. Chris was 28 and left his wife Vicki, daughter Brooke, age 5 years, and son Blake, 2 years old. Scott was just through school and on his first job which he liked very much. The loss to all of us left a large void which is hard to understand, but we can only remind ourselves of the joy that they had brought into our lives. They are always with us when we think of the smiles and winning ways of two handsome, tall, blond young men who were very dear to us. Life does not always go along as planned. Divorce results from marriages which were probably not meant to have been. It is never an easy time when that seems to be the only solution but somehow life goes on. Five of my children found themselves in this unfortunate situation. Four of them have since remarried. Charlie and Karen Stevens, from Ostrander, bring Natalie and Angie Stevens into our family. Jim married Debra Winters of Delaware and have a daughter Amy. John and Darcie Dunzwiler from Zanesville married last summer, and Susie and Steve Churchill of Columbus were just married June 15th. Steve has two children, Susan and Steve III. Anne also is divorced and living in Rockwood, Michigan enjoying her children and grandchildren. When my children are happy, I am happy for them. As I bring my story to a close, it occurs to me that there is a side of my personality that I haven't mentioned. and that is the need I have always had to create something with my hands. I wasn't until the children were no longer young before I could find the time to pursue my interests. Perhaps if I had been content to stick to one thing, I could have achieved more success. No sooner than I finish one project I want to start something new. [top right photo: Verna 1990] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/e07a335f091c508431bf5ba61eb20aa8.jpg edfece4a2e63ab687a73c398e460f340 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (48) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 46 of From the Beginning] [top left photo: Out to Lunch on my 74th Birthday - 1988 Judy Morris, Betty Jo Guidotti and Me] [top right photo: 75th Birthday Party at Lindeys - 1989] [middle photo: My 80th Birthday Party In Front: Barbara, Susie, Me, Anne, Karen In Back: Charles, John, Jeff, Bob, Duncan, Debbie, Jim] [bottom photo: Sisters Julia, Verna, Josephine At My 80th Birthday Luncheon At Barbara's 1994] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/bda9c298a105ffe287583a80bf9b04e3.jpg 283279f761e99838358fb9095cff4c68 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (49) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 47 of From the Beginning] However, I always finish what I start. A hooked rug or crocheted lace tablecloth might have taken a year. But I was driven by the desire to see how it turned out. For a few years I was very much in to quilting which was truly a creative process. From the selection of the calico prints that required going from store to store to find, to arranging them as to color. That makes the quilt one of a kind which definitely reflects one's own artistry even though others may use the same pattern. When the adult evening classes in Art were offered at the high school with teacher Bill Fraley, I signed up and spent many happy hours with some of my good friends with similar interests. We were working in oil, and later I had a few sessions in water color with Ruth Firestone. I mean to get out the paints again; and if some other project doesn't get in the way, I probably will. The trees we planted in the yard 30 years ago have grown so tall they shade my flower beds. I must hunt for a sunny spot here and there to plant any thing at all. I love the trees and have to accept the fact that I can't have it both ways, but I do miss the variety of cut flowers from which I can pick and choose to make arrangements for my tables. Also the last summer that my friend, Judy Morris was with us, I enjoyed seeing her face light up when I took flowers to her. From the time I started collecting antiques, I have spent hours removing paint and varnish with all seemed worthwhile when the final finish was being smoothed out and the beauty of the wood came through. I have brought home items from auction sales which had definitely seen better days. In fact at times Frank would doubt my judgement or lack of it. However, he would set to work although grudgingly, on the drawers making them glide smoothly and any other repair that was needed. With the removal of the old finish and the results of my labors in restoring the piece, he was as excited as I was over the transformation. I believe that this sums up the important events in my life that I recall. Although I put off starting it for one reason or another, I have actually enjoyed remembering details that I hadn't thought of until I needed to put them in writing. As much as I enjoyed the places and people I came to know in moving where Frank's work took us, I feel privileged to have spent so much of my life in Sunbury. a good place for family, and friends that make life exciting and worthwhile. http://66.213.124.233/files/original/0c21027d6343a87f7d8ae83fb6c77faf.jpg 13282fb32c46668002a510cccef1cfeb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (50) Description An account of the resource [corresponds to numbered page 48 of From the Beginning] [photo: Shep and I September 1996] http://66.213.124.233/files/original/79f6fa997eff8b05b7da94b2e99868ed.jpg b287d149cb36aa96a371eed9a17e7da9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning (51) Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Family Histories Description An account of the resource This collection contains family histories that have been written by residents of the Big Walnut area. Items in this collection generally contain genealogical information about the families, personal anecdotes, and images of family members. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource From the Beginning Description An account of the resource This family history tells the stories of the Bergandine and Cushman families, the Bergandine's world travels, and how it came to pass that Mr. Bergandine became the manager of the Sunbury Nestlé plant. Many photographs are included. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Author Mrs. Verna Cushman Bergandine Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1996 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource Book Language A language of the resource English Type The nature or genre of the resource Still Image Text Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 31103203 Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ Subject The topic of the resource Bergandine family--Genealogy Cushman family--Genealogy Ohio--Delaware County--Sunbury--History Verna Bergandine--Personal Narratives--1914-2016 Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Community Library, Sunbury, Ohio