tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34014516309938818672024-03-07T23:36:04.539-06:00Sheryl's Family TreeSheryl's Family Tree is a place for me to share my family tree research with family and friends. My goal is to make my ancestors more than just names and dates. I want to be able to tell their stories as well.Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-58387312229874126432013-10-01T22:09:00.000-05:002013-10-01T22:15:37.137-05:00"The Old People"<div style="text-align: left;">
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My mother started displaying this old album at her home on the fireplace mantel after I was married. I was curious about the people inside but she didn't know who any of the people were. She knew it had belonged to her grandmother Olive Iola (Dixon) Carver but that was all she knew about it. (Olive is Elaine (Carver) Elsner's mother.)<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0rWYHzurJA/UktM2XhVExI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/RbP17fUc52s/s1600/IMG_1497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0rWYHzurJA/UktM2XhVExI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/RbP17fUc52s/s320/IMG_1497.JPG" width="320" /></a>Every time I would visit my mom, I would look to see whose picture the album was opened to and sometimes I would turn the page so that we could look at a new person for awhile. I called them "the old people". Then one day I noticed that "the old people" were not on display anymore! She had put the album away. I felt sorry for "the old people". I felt like they should be seen even if we didn't know who they were.<br />
When she decided to sell her house and move to California I asked her what she was going to do with "the old people" and she said that I could have the album. Boy was I happy! I really loved looking at these photos and wondering about who the people were. The album was very fragile so I had to be very careful with it. I put it on my mantel for awhile, but it really needed to be put in a safe place to keep it from falling apart any more than it had. So I bought a special box to keep it in.<br />
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Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-43436635403263018772013-09-23T14:51:00.000-05:002013-09-24T15:00:42.093-05:00Royce Kettelhodt, 1928-2013<span style="font-family: inherit;">Royce Albert Kettelhodt, age 85 of Princeton, MN, passed away Friday, August 23, 2013 with his children by his side. Royce was born on March 26, 1928, in Princeton, the son of William and Elizabeth (Elsner) Kettelhodt. He was united in marriage to Ardis Shelley on August 1, 1970 in Princeton.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Royce enjoyed hunting, fishing and gardening. He also loved spending time with his family and going to family outings. Royce was a member of the Moose Lodge and a lifelong resident of Princeton, MN.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Royce is survived by his children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, along with many nieces and nephews and extended family.</span><br />
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The funeral service was held on August 30th at the Immanuel Lutheran Church in Princeton, MN with Rev. Michael Soppeland officiating. Interment was in Oak Knoll Cemetery in Princeton, MN.Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-4890694880957147732013-07-14T18:52:00.000-05:002013-07-14T18:52:14.471-05:00Elizabeth M. Gawehn, 1889-1974 Elizabeth M. Gawehn was born in Germany in July of 1889 to August and Zilla (Richter) Gawehn. She had two brothers, George and Erich, and a sister, Luella.<br />
As a child, she was called "Lizzie" and later on everyone called her "Betty". She was only about a year old when her parents and older brother, George, immigrated to the United States and settled in Fort Wayne, Indiana.<br />
Elizabeth never lived on her own, married, or had children. She played tennis and competed in tennis tournaments at the country club in Fort Wayne.<br />
Elizabeth held several jobs throughout the years. When she was 15, she was an operator at Bush Box Company. Two years later, in 1906, she was a transferer at W. K. Mills. She worked there for at least two years. By 1912, Elizabeth was an operator for General Electric Company. In 1919 she worked at Home Tel Co as an operator. The 1920 census says she was a saleslady at a dry goods store and the 1921 city directory lists her occupation as a clerk at Tepper's. By 1930, she was working as an operator again in an electrical factory (maybe General Electric again?). In 1940, she worked in a bake shop with her sister-in-law, making deliveries.<br />
Elizabeth died on March 19, 1974. She was 84 years old and the first of the siblings to pass away. She is buried in Lindenwood Cemetery in the same plot as her brother Erich and sister Luella.Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-14935415012629536502013-07-07T17:56:00.000-05:002013-07-07T17:56:20.009-05:00Sunday's Obituary - George Richter Gawehn<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Services for George R. Gawehn, 89, a retired artist and etcher who died at 9 p.m. Thursday in Byron Health Center, will be at 11 a.m. Monday in D.O. McComb & Sons Lakeside Park Funeral Home.</div>
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Mr. Gawehn, a native of Germany, had resided in Fort Wayne most of his life. He was an artist and photographer for General Electric Co. and Bowser Co., and opened his own studio in 1946.</div>
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Mr. Gawehn was a World War I veteran. In 1923-24, he was national Pistol Marksmanship Champion.</div>
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Surviving is a sister, Luella Gawehn, Fort Wayne.</div>
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Friends may call from 7 to 9 p.m. today and 2 to 5 and 7 to 9 p.m. Sunday, with Masonic services at 7:3[sic] p.m. today. Burial will be in Lindenwood Cemetery.</div>
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<i>George is the son of August F. and Zilla (Richter) Gawehn.</i></div>
Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-84377761073011765762013-06-30T16:30:00.000-05:002013-06-30T16:30:52.863-05:00Sunday's Obituary - Erich J. Gawehn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Erich J. Gawehn, 77 formerly of 1002 Grace Ave. died at 3:50 p.m. Thursday in Byron Health Center. A lifelong resident of Fort Wayne, he had retired from the General Electric Co. after 35 years' service.<br />
Surviving are a brother, George, Fort Wayne; and a sister Luilla [sic] Gawehn, Fort Wayne.<br />
Services will be at 2 p.m. Monday in D.O. McComb & Sons Lakeside Park Funeral Home where friends may call from 2 to 5 and 7 to 9 p.m. Sunday. Burial will be in Lindenwood Cemetery.<br />
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Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-76449163475669336292013-06-23T18:51:00.000-05:002013-06-23T18:51:32.129-05:00Sunday's Obituary - Elizabeth M. 'Betty' Gawehn 1889-1974<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<b>Elizabeth C. 'Betty' Gawehn</b><br />
Services for Elizabeth C. "Betty" Gawehn, 84 of 1002 Grace Ave. will be at 2 p.m. Wednesday in D. O. McComb & Sons Funeral Home. Miss Gawehn, a native of Germany, died at 8:43 p.m. Sunday in Turtle Creek Convalescent Centre South.<br />
Surviving are two brothers, Eric J. and George R., both of Fort Wayne; and a sister, Luella Gawehn, Fort Wayne.<br />
Calling will be from 2 to 5 and 7 to 9 p.m. today at the funeral home.<br />
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<i>Elizabeth is the daughter of August F. Gawehn and Zilla (Richter) Gawehn. Also, her middle initial was published incorrectly, it should be an M.</i>Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-88821396926395595212013-06-16T20:07:00.001-05:002013-06-16T20:14:06.139-05:00Happy Father's Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy Father's Day to all the Dads out there! This is a picture of my dad having fun at Disneyland. We lived in Los Angeles and went to Disneyland a lot. This picture was taken in 1968, so I was 6 and my sister was about 3 1/2. That's Dad driving the yellow car with me in the passenger seat. If you look closely, you can see that I'm holding on to the dashboard with one hand and my sunglasses with the other. We are about to take off and I know that my dad is going to drive that little car as fast as it will go! Ha ha!! Mom is following behind in the blue car with my sister. She is so small you can barely see her there in the passenger seat!Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-21922768154829328092013-06-15T17:56:00.000-05:002013-06-15T18:06:13.245-05:00Alex & Laura's Wedding<div style="text-align: center;">
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Alexander W. Elrod and Laura M. Sanders were married in a beautiful ceremony at the Marty Leonard Chapel in Fort Worth, Texas on Saturday, June 1st, 2013.</div>
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Laura looked stunning in a beautiful flamenca style gown of ivory lace with an asymmetrical hem of fluttering tiers and cap sleeves, designed by Va Et Vien exclusively for <a href="http://www.bhldn.com/" target="_blank">BHLDN</a>.</div>
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I took this photo on the night of the wedding rehearsal outside the <a href="http://www.lenapopehome.org/marty-leonard-chapel/general-information/history/" target="_blank">Marty Leonard Chapel</a>. The architect was E. Fay Jones, who studied under Frank Lloyd Wright.</div>
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This is the view from the choir loft.</div>
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And this is the view when you look up from inside the chapel. </div>
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The wedding reception was held at <a href="http://thewomansclubfw.com/contact-us/" target="_blank">The Woman's Club of Fort Worth</a>. This is a view of the courtyard.</div>
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Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-4493382148477751162013-05-16T17:18:00.000-05:002013-05-16T17:18:03.409-05:00Gawehn FamilyI have mentioned members of the Gawehn family briefly in previous posts and I have posted a few of their obituaries so I thought I would tell you what else I know about them.<br />
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Zilla (Richter) Gawehn is Lydia (Richter) Elsner's younger sister. (Lydia is my great great grandmother.) Zilla was born on October 26, 1863 in East Prussia. In about 1885, she married August F. Gawehn (born October 9, 1852 in Germany).<br />
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While they were still in Germany, they had two children: George Richter Gawehn, born January 20, 1887; and Elizabeth Gawehn born in July 1889 (according to the 1900 US Census or Feb 1889 according to the document below). The four of them immigrated to the US in 1889.<br />
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I saved a pdf file a couple of years ago that contains lists of people that immigrated to the USA on which the Gawehn family is listed. The file is in German and is titled SEDINA-ARCHIV FAMILIENGESCHICHTLICHE MITTEILUNGEN POMMERNS. With the help of Google, that translates to Sedina Archive Family History Information Pomerania. It contains excerpts from ships lists from March 25, 1884 through February 20, 1890 of Pomeranian immigrants to the USA.<br />
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This tells me that August Gawehn (a tailor, age 37), along with his wife Zilla (26 yrs), daughter Elizabeth (10 months old), and son George (2 yrs) arrived on the Polaria on Dec. 7, 1889 in New York from Lauenburg.<br />
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After arriving in New York, they made their way to Fort Wayne, Indiana. I had wondered why Albert and Lydia had chosen Fort Wayne when they immigrated in 1887, and I now know that Lydia's brother Erich J.B. Richter had immigrated to the US in 1881 and he lived in Fort Wayne. When Zilla and her family arrived, Erich was still in Fort Wayne, but Albert and Lydia had already moved to Chicago.<br />
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Zilla and August had two children born in Fort Wayne: Luella R Gawehn, born July 26, 1892; and Erich John Gawehn, born March 15, 1897.<br />
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I have already posted obituaries for Zilla, August, and Effie (George's wife). I found obituaries for Elizabeth, Erich and George but not Luella. I ordered copies of the ones I found so far and will post them as soon as I receive them. <br />
<br />Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-44265608530070351662013-02-17T22:51:00.000-06:002013-02-18T10:02:52.464-06:00Obituary - John Howard Yost, Jr., 1970-2013My brother-in-law passed away suddenly on February 4th. It is still unbelievable that he is gone. He was so full of life. He is missed by everyone that ever met him. He loved his family, had a great sense of humor, loved life, and loved to play jokes on people. <br />
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There was a Celebration of Life gathering on Sunday, February 10th at the Hilliard Funeral Home officiated by Rev. Kenneth Meadows. There were many beautiful flowers and Johns casket was draped with the American Flag. People of all ages attended including a newborn baby. There were people from his work, his children's friends, Marines, Boy Scouts, family and many more. <br />
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A slide show played with pictures of John throughout the years as songs played. Some of the pictures made everyone laugh and his 2 year old niece would called out, "Uncle John is funny!".<br />
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The Reverend asked that if anyone had anything they wanted to say about John to come up to the podium. Many came forward and spoke about how much John loved life, how they met him, how good a friend he was, his sarcasm, how he loved to blow things up, and many people spoke about the pranks that he played on them. We laughed and cried as we listened to all the stories.<br />
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At the end of the gathering, two Marines came forward and after taps was played, performed the folding of the flag ceremony and presented the flag to his wife.<br />
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After the service there was another gathering in the school cafetorium with food and drinks where many people came and exchanged more stories about John. <br />
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John Howard Yost, Jr. was born June 19, 1970 in Norfolk, Virginia. He had been a resident of Ben Wheeler for 10 years. He was raised in Jacksonville and Ft. Myers, Florida. He served in the US Marine Corps for 8 years, and was a Gulf War veteran. He worked as a boiler operator for Delek in Tyler, Texas for 9 years. He was very active in the Boy Scouts of America and was a member of the NRA. He enjoyed shooting targets in his spare time.<br />
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John passed away at the age of 42 on February 4, 2013 in Tyler, Texas. He was preceded in death by his father John Howard Yost, Sr.<br />
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Ordinary is boring</div>
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Your problem is obvious...</div>
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Don't bother me...I'm busy being crabby</div>
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Nothing says 'Opps' like a wall of FLAME</div>
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Let's blow S*** UP!!!!</div>
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Don't worry, we've got everything under control</div>
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My first Valentine's day was February 14, 1962. I was just 2 weeks old and this was my first Valentine. It was from a boy named David who was 6 weeks old.Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-51321718523232841922013-01-19T21:54:00.002-06:002013-01-19T21:54:53.676-06:00Elmhurst, Illinois I have been busy scanning what seems like millions of family photos. I am usually confined to a back bedroom with my computer and printer/scanner when I do this. But I got a new toy for Christmas that has changed that. A Flip-Pal Mobile Scanner! It doesn't require you to be connected to a computer because it saves all the images onto an SD card and when you are ready, you insert the SD card into your computer to transfer the images. Now I can scan anywhere! It's really nice to be in the living room scanning and watching TV at the same time.<br />
I have come across a few old photos belonging to my great grandparents, Erick and Lulu Elsner, that I had not seen before. Such as this one:<br />
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This is a picture of their house in Elmhurst, Illinois. I have been trying to figure out the timeline for the period of 1920 thru 1930. I can't find the 1920 census for them, but I am sure they lived in Minneapolis, Minn at least part of the year, because their son Darrell (my grandfather) was born there in March 1920. By the time the 1930 census was taken, they were living in Tucson, AZ. And later they moved to California. But some time during the 1920's they moved to Elmhurst, Ill. </div>
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Anyway, grandma Lulu almost always wrote the year on her photos. I say "almost always" because she didn't do it on this one. Of course! Here is the back of the photo:</div>
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So I have been looking for online City Directories for Elmhurst, Ill during the 1920's so I can figure out what years they lived in Illinois. I have only found one online so far for DuPage County 1925-1926. </div>
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There is grandpa Eric and his brother Otto. Grandpa Erick was very close with his brother Otto. They were carpenters by trade and built and sold many homes during their lives. They moved to Elmhurst because of the building boom. </div>
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I didn't find Fred in this directory. (Grandpa's other brother.) In a previous post, I have a passage from the book <i>Down Winsor Way </i>that says Fred went to Elmhurst in 1923. And Fred was living in Elmhurst, Ill when the 1930 census was taken. So I expected to see his name between Eric and Otto. The directory contains several small communities in DuPage County, and I checked every one of them, but no Fred. </div>
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<br />Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-7858019376163769402012-12-24T23:24:00.000-06:002012-12-24T23:24:17.254-06:00Merry Christmas!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-86415414663585218132012-12-07T00:00:00.000-06:002012-12-07T16:16:40.909-06:00Happy Birthday, Dad!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and my dad taken on July 28, 1974.</td></tr>
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Dec. 7, 1940 - Sept. 3, 2002</div>
Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-52417635963175681552012-11-07T18:16:00.000-06:002012-11-07T18:16:16.930-06:00Wedding Wednesday - Wedding Stories Here are some humorous wedding stories from an article that was published in <em>The Princeton Union</em> on November 7, 1912.<br />
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<strong>Experiences Grave and Gay at</strong></div>
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<strong>ODD BREAKS AND BLUNDERS.</strong></div>
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According to the stories told by several of Chicago's leading clergymen, wedding ceremonies do not always run any smoother than true love.</div>
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"People seem to act more insanely at a wedding than at any other time, save perhaps a fire." declared one pastor, "and it is usually the bridegroom who gets the most flustered. It is seldom that a woman gets the responses mixed as does the man. One time at a fashionable wedding where I was officiating the bridegroom insisted upon saying in a loud voice, much to the amusement of his hearers, 'I take me this plight' instead of the usual 'I plight thee my troth.'</div>
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"Another time when I was marrying a country couple at my home I asked the bridegroom the usual question, 'Wilt thou have this woman to be thy wedded wife?' and he replied, with fire in his eye, 'What do you suppose we're here for ef I wouldn't?'</div>
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"It was at a wedding in my church that the six-year-old niece of the bridegroom caused a ripple of laughter. With big eyes she watched the bridal procession come up the aisle, and as it neared the altar she noticed her uncle, who had come out of the vestry and with his best man and me awaited the bride in the chancel. Up she jumped and, pointing a small finger at the bridegroom, said in her shrill baby voice, 'Oh, mother, if there isn't Uncle Bob with his best clothes on and his everyday nose!' She had been told by her uncle, who possessed an unusually prominent nose, that when he got married it would be shorter.</div>
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"One time after reading a ceremony the bridegroom handed me a five dollar bill saying 'I'll give you two.' Not understanding him, I said, 'Thank you.' and put it into my pocket. He touched me on the shoulder and again said, 'I'll give you two.' 'Oh, you want change?' I inquired. He nodded and I handed him $3."</div>
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One laughable wedding was that of a widow who married one of her boarders. She was a woman past forty-five with all the airs of a school-girl and amused all who knew her by her references on all occasions to her departed husband, John. In fact, John got to be a byword among all who knew the widow. Among the boarders was a young fellow of twenty-five, who fell in love with the fair relict of the sainted John, and in a short time the roomers were all invited to attend a wedding to be held in the parlor.</div>
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The widow was large, tall and stout and the bridegroom exceedingly small for a man and when on the night of the wedding the widow appeared at the proper moment leading her prospective husband into the parlor, much as a mother leads her little boy, even the waiting clergyman had to suppress a smile. After the ceremony had been read and congratulatory speeches were in order the erstwhile widow exclaimed, with emotion, "Oh, if only my poor, dear John were here to see how happy I am at this moment!" Only the perfect self control of the guests saved the situation.</div>
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It was in an Episcopal church that a superstitious bride fainted at the altar. Just as the bridegroom was about to put the ring on her finger his nervous, shaking fingers dropped it and it rolled away across the floor. The bride, certain that some great calamity would overtake them, refused to go on with the services and then fainted. After the delay of an hour or so she was prevailed upon to allow the ceremony to be finished.</div>
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A Unitarian minister tells this story: "One time I was to read the service in my church in a western state where licenses are not required. The church was filled and the bridal party arrived on time, all save the bridegroom. For more than an hour we waited, the bride growing almost hysterical and the guests restless over a delay the reason for which was not suspected.</div>
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"At last word was brought that the party was ready, and I came out from the vestry, the organ pealed forth the wedding march, and the bride came up the aisle to the altar, pale and trembling, looking much different from the pretty, flushed girl I knew.</div>
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"Imagine my surprise when the bride and best man stepped before me. The man said a few whispered words. I looked at the girl, and she nodded, and I began the service that made the girl the wife of the best man. The bride was saved from mortification, and the guests were not disappointed.</div>
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"It seems the best man had been in love with the girl, and when the bridegroom did not come he quietly stepped in and got her consent to marry him. I believe she never heard directly from her recreant bridegroom, and her marriage to the best man proved a happy one." --Chicago News.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">From the Library of Congress, Chronicling America: Historic American Newspaper Site: </span><br />
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Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-87068446946632371282012-10-31T17:59:00.000-05:002012-11-07T18:16:34.095-06:00Wedding Wednesday - Halloween Anniversary Party I found the following article in <em>The Princeton Union</em> newspaper about an anniversary party that was held on Halloween. And since it is Wedding Wednesday and Halloween today, I thought it was very fitting for the occasion.<br />
I can't say that I am related to anyone in the article, but I like to think that some of my relatives probably knew the people mentioned.<br />
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Nov. 2, 1911<br />
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<strong>Hallowe'en Party</strong><br />
Although a day too previous, Dr.<br />
and Mrs. McRae gave a Hallowe'en<br />
party to the Anniversary club on<br />
Monday night. The occasion was the<br />
second anniversary of Dr. and Mrs.<br />
McRae's wedding and it was cele-<br />
brated in befitting manner. Decora-<br />
tions of illuminated pumpkins, ghost-<br />
ly paper figures and other uncanny,<br />
or creepy looking things, converted<br />
the living room at the McRae resi-<br />
dence into a veritable hobgoblin<br />
roost. The biggest pumpkin was on<br />
the dining table, and its interior con-<br />
tained a beverage said to be cider<br />
which the guests drew into their sys-<br />
tems through straws. It is possible<br />
that it was not misnamed, for cider is<br />
known to produce a ruddy complexion<br />
after a sufficient quantity is imbibed.<br />
It may be, however, that the ruddi-<br />
ness was produced by the glow from<br />
the illuminated pumpkins scattered<br />
about.<br />
Mrs. McRae furnished a delectable<br />
supper and, when the guests were not<br />
eating, or drinking through straws,<br />
they amused themselves with playing <br />
games of various kinds.<br />
Those present besides the host and<br />
hostess were Mr. and Mrs. Ira G.<br />
Stanley, Mr. and Mrs. Fred Keith,<br />
Mr. and Mrs. Oscar Stark, Mr. and<br />
Mrs. George Ross, Mr. and Mrs. O.<br />
B. Randall, Mr. and Mrs. Henry <br />
Avery, Mr. and Mrs. A. R. Davis,<br />
Mr. and Mrs. Frank Goulding and<br />
Mr. and Mrs. T. J. Kaliher.<br />
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This is the wedding announcement for Dr. Duncan McRae, who was a dentist, and Miss Lena Frank.<br />
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Nov. 4, 1909<br />
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<strong>Dr. D. A. McRae Married.</strong> <br />
Dr. D. A. McRae of this village was married at 3 o'clock on Saturday afternoon, October 30, to Miss Lena A. Frank at the home of Frank Goettche, Rice Lake, Wisconsin. Rev. Koons of Eau Claire, Wis., conducted the marriage ceremony. Only the immediate relatives of the bride and groom were present at the wedding.<br />
Dr. and Mrs. McRae departed upon the same day for Duluth and other places for a short bridal tour and arrived in Princeton yesterday, where they were heartily welcomed. They are at home in the upper part of Mrs. C. H. Rines' residence on First street.<br />
During the doctor's absence from Princeton the exterior of his office was beautifully decorated with hearts, and legends, written with a brush, were hung upon the walls.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">(anniversary) <a href="http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83016758/1911-11-02/ed-1/seq-1/"><span style="font-size: x-small;">http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83016758/1911-11-02/ed-1/seq-1/</span></a></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">(wedding announcement) </span><a href="http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83016758/1909-11-04/ed-1/seq-1/"><span style="font-size: x-small;">http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83016758/1909-11-04/ed-1/seq-1/</span></a>Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-44996560845485195252012-10-28T17:49:00.000-05:002012-10-28T17:49:16.252-05:00Sunday's Obituary - Mrs. Effie M. Gawehn<br />
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<strong> MRS. EFFIE M. GAWEHN</strong><br />
"Services for Mrs. Effie M. Gawehn, 78, of 3036 Crescent Ave., will be at 1:30 p.m. Tuesday in Klaehn Funeral Home. Burial will be in Lindenwood Cemetery.<br />
Mrs. Gawehn was dead on arrival at 8:40 p.m. Friday at Parkview Memorial Hospital.<br />
She was a member of St. Luke's Lutheran Church, the Past Matrons of Shiloh Chapter, Order of the Eastern Star and Daughters of the Nile.<br />
Surviving are her husband, George; one sister, Miss Mabel A. Beamer, Fort Wayne, and several nieces and nephews.<br />
Friends may call at the funeral home after 7 p.m. today. Past Matrons will have services Monday evening at the funeral home."<br />
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<em>Effie is the daughter-in-law of Zilla (Richter) Gawehn.</em>Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-18394181589025092052012-10-17T20:32:00.000-05:002012-11-07T18:17:27.870-06:00Wedding Wednesday - Gordon Robideau and Lou Etta LibbyGordon is another one of my great grandmother Lulu's brothers. He was 29 and Lou Etta was 24 years old when they married on January 1, 1922.<br />
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"Gordon Robideau, son of Mr. and Mrs. Nels Robideau, and Miss Louetta Libby, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Fred Libby, were married in Greenbush on New Year's day. Rev. Chas. A. Mayer performed the ceremony. The attendants were Miss Flossie Libby, a sister of the bride, and Ralph F. Robideau, a brother of the groom."<br />
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The following newspaper clippings were published in <em>The Princeton Union</em> on Oct. 3, 1912:<br />
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<strong> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Clyde Robideau Weds.</span></strong><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong> "</strong>Clyde J. Robideau, oldest son of</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mr. and Mrs. Nels Robideau of</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Greenbush, and Miss Pearl Levi of</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Le Sueur were married at St.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Henry's church, Le Sueur, on Mon-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">day morning. Rev. Vanderlanga</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">conducted the ceremony and cele-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">brated the nuptial high mass. Pat-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">rick Hoey was best man and Miss</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Myrtle Levi bridesmaid, while Miss</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Vivian Lancaster, a niece of the</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">bride, acted as ring bearer. Nelta</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Fryeberg and Alice Grimshied, also</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">nieces of the bride, were flower girls.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Miss Elizabeth Fitzpatrick played </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lohengrin's wedding march and</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Michael Hunt and Miss Fitzpatrick </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">sang, "Thou Art Always Mine."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> The bride was gowned in Roman</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"> over a costume of messaline satin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> and carried American Beauty roses.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> The bridesmaid's gown was of white</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> lace and she also carried roses. Roses</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> and carnations were placed upon the</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"> prettily decorated.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> A wedding repast followed the</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> ceremony at the home of the bride's</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> parents of which about 150 guests</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> partook, and a large number of use-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> ful and costly gifts were bestowed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> upon the happy young people.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> On Tuesday Mr. and Mrs. Robideau</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> left for Edgerley, N. D., where the</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> groom holds a clerical position and</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"> future home.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> The Union joins the friends of </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> these popular young people in wish-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> ing them happiness and prosperity</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"> throughout life."</span><br />
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The newspaper printed that Clyde married "Pearl" Levi, but I think this is a misprint. When I first saw it, I wondered who Pearl was because my research tells me that her name was Mabel. And I have not found anything that indicates that her nickname was "Pearl".<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Newspaper clippings are from the Library of Congress, Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers site: </span><a href="http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83016758/1912-10-03/ed-1/seq-1/"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83016758/1912-10-03/ed-1/seq-1/</span></a>Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-60379605344773960342012-09-26T14:15:00.000-05:002012-09-26T14:15:00.402-05:00Erich Richter's Occupations Erich's obituary gave me some new information about his occupations. It said that he was once a tavern owner in Fort Wayne, Indiana and later a member of the police force there. It also said that he lived in Fort Wayne until 1894 when he moved to Napoleon, Ohio where he was in the restaurant and hotel business.<br />
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I did not know anything about these occupations and thought that maybe his sister, Zilla, who I presume is the one that gave the information to the newspaper, must have gotten confused and given information about another brother. (At this time, I don't even know if she had another brother.) The only occupation I had learned about was sign painter. But I did a quick search of The Fort Wayne News and found a couple of articles about Officer Richter. So all week I have been looking through old newspapers and City Directories to verify the information in the obituary.<br />
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I knew that Erich was born in Germany and came to the USA in about 1881, when he was 27 years old. The following year, he married Ida. But I have not been able to find anything about his occupation until 1885.<br />
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I found Erich in the 1885-1886 Fort Wayne City Directory. It reads: <span style="color: #4c1130;">Richter Erick, brickmaker Alexander McKernan, res s of New </span><span style="color: #4c1130;">Haven road nr tollgate.</span><br />
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However, in September of 1885, I found this in the newspaper:<br />
"<span style="color: #4c1130;">Erich Richter has been sworn in as a special officer to do duty for Keil Bro.'s, Fred Eckart and other merchants in the block opposite the court house. Keil Bro.'s now have a light burning in their store at night. Before the recent burglary they did not, although the police frequently prevailed on them to do so." </span><span style="color: black;">- <em>The Fort Wayne Sentinel</em>, Sep. 29, 1885</span><br />
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In the 1887 city directory he is listed as a watchman and then in the city directories from 1888 through 1894, he is listed as being a policeman or patrolman. I also found many newspaper articles about arrests he made. Here is one that I found amusing:<br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;"> "Louis Hamilton, a printer, was arrested by Officer Richter for intoxication. Hamilton got bail for a prisoner yesterday, and alas, poor fellow, his thanks came not by a similar favor to day. Cyrus Danes and John Nalligan were arrested by Officers Limecooly and Richter, and both are now in jail for eleven days."</span> - <em>The Fort Wayne Sentinel</em>, Feb. 11, 1890<br />
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Then I came across a couple of articles regarding an incident in May of 1890 that led to Erich being suspended from the police department for 30 days.<br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130;">"The police commissioners met last night, with Mayor Harding in the chair, and investigated charges of intoxication which had been proferred against Lieut. Leonard Fuchshuber, and Officers Erich Richter and Henry Stoll. Lieutenant Fuchshuber was dismissed from the service, Officer Richter suspended for thirty days and Officer Stoll let go with reprimand. The board elected Henry Lapp as the new Lieutenant in place of Fuchshuber, dismissed, promoting Mr. Lapp from the ranks. Mr. Lapp is a faithful officer and will no doubt make a good lieutenant. The vacancy on the force will be filled at a meeting of the board next Tuesday evening."</span> - <em>The Fort Wayne Sentinel</em>, May 24, 1890<br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130;">"Another lively and interesting discussion was one caused by councilman Boltz objecting to a section in the police commissioner's report wherein Officer Eric Richter was suspended from the police force for thirty days. Mr. Boltz wanted to know why Officer Stoll was not suspended too. Both were eating frogs from the same dish, he said and drinking wine from the same bottle at the Globe restaurant in company with Lieutenant Leonard Fuchshuber, who was discharged from the force. This was too much for some of the police commission who simultaneously jumped to their feet. Councilman Michael insisted that certain affidavits relating to the case be read to the council to show that the members of the police board were honest in their action. Councilman Gordon, also a member, addressed the meeting in emphatic and cloquent terms. Councilman Meyer, a member, demanded that an investigation be made in Stoll's case and Gordon forthwith filed a resolution demanding that Mr. Boltz produce certain testimony to bear on the case, which resolution was adopted." </span>- <em>The Fort Wayne Sentinel</em>, May 28, 1890<br />
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Erich returns to the police force:<br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;"> "Officer Richter will resume his beat on the police force next Monday, after thirty days' suspension."</span> - <em>The Fort Wayne Sentinel</em>, June 20, 1890<br />
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And then I saw this headline in <em>The Fort Wayne Sentinel</em>: <span style="color: #4c1130;"><strong>"Charles Beuret Stands Trial for attacking Officer Richter With a Razor". </strong></span><span style="color: black;">I gasped when I read what happened to him! </span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;">"Charles Beuret, who attacked Officer Eric Richter with a razor, pleaded not guilty to the charge of assault with intent to kill, and is having a trial in the circuit court. On the night of the 8th, young Beuret insulted ex-Councilman Aime Racine and another gentleman as they were about to enter the Randall hotel. Officer Richter ordered Beuret to move on, but the young man continued to loiter in the vicinity. A second time the officer repeated his warning, whereupon he was attacked by Beuret, who drew a razor from his pocket and slashed it across the shoulder and neck of the officer, inflicting an ugly wound and nearly severing the jugular vein. The brave officer overpowered his assailant and soon had him behind the bars. The prisoner had a hearing and was bound over to await trial. The circumstances are very much against Beuret. The officer's heavy coat, worn on the night of the assault, is to be brought before the jury, showing where the keen blade cut through the garment and indicating the force with which the instrument was dealt in the attack. Prosecutor J. M. Robinson will put up a strong case. The defense is represented by J. R. Bittenger and George W. Louttit. The prisoner, a young man of perhaps twenty-three years of age, formerly worked in the Olda spoke factory. His aged father, Charles A. Beuret, a respected citizen, residing at 34 East Second Street, attends the trial at the side of his son and council."</span> - <em>The Fort Wayne Sentinel</em>, Oct. 24, 1890<br />
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The newspapers have several other articles about arrests that he made until 1894. Then I found this article in 1919 titled <span style="color: #4c1130;">"What Happened Twenty-five Years Ago.":</span> <br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;">"June 1. - Twelve well known policemen will be discharged through political change. They are Stephen Fletcher, William Rohrer, Erick Richter, Charles Lindsey, Frank Roelle, Fred Limecooly, Joseph Gushing, Dennis O'Connor, John Tremmel, Jessie Trautmann, William Pappert, George McCrory. Three new men who will be placed on the force are Albert G. Foulks, John W. Flickinger, Theodore Hardendorf."</span> - <em>The Fort Wayne News And Sentinel</em>, June 2, 1919<br />
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After he was let go from the police department on June 1, 1894, I checked the city directories to see what he was doing. I didn't expect to find him because his obituary said he moved to Ohio in 1894. But he was still in Fort Wayne until some time in 1897 or 1898. <br />
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The 1895 Fort Wayne City Direcotry lists his business/occupation as grocer & saloon, 1896 - grocer, 1897 - saloon. After that, I did not find him in the Fort Wayne city directories. <br />
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The censuses from 1900 thru 1930 all show that he was living in Napoleon, Ohio and his occupation was sign painter. But I came across a Fort Wayne newspaper article that had a totally new occupation:<br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;">"Eric Richter, who will be remembered as a member of the city police force some years ago, is spending a few days in the city. Mr. Richter is now the representative of the Erie Manufacturing company, with headquarters at Toledo."</span> - <em>The Fort Wayne Journal-Gazette</em>, Jul. 6, 1907<br />
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I found him listed in the Toledo, Ohio City Directories in 1907 and 1908 but he wasn't living in Toledo, he was still living in Napoleon. Here is what the 1908 listing looked like: <span style="color: #4c1130;">"Richter Erich J B (Erie Mngf Co), res Napoleon, O."</span><span style="color: black;"> </span><br />
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The last thing I found was a random article that contained a part of the 1916 Farmer's Directory for Napoleon, Ohio and Erich was listed in that as a sign painter. Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-45811017803467735002012-09-16T14:29:00.001-05:002012-09-16T14:29:46.393-05:00Sunday's Obituary - Erich J B Richter 1854-1939 Today's obituary contains new information about Erich Richter which started me searching for confirmation on the things I had not known before. Here is the obit:<br />
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RICHTER<br />
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"E. J. Richter, 85, once a tavern<br />
owner in Fort Wayne and later a<br />
member of the police force here, died<br />
yesterday at his home in Napoleon,<br />
O., of senility. He had been ill for<br />
three years.<br />
Mr. Richter was born in Germany<br />
but came to the United States when<br />
a young man. He was here until 1894<br />
when he moved to Napoleon, where<br />
he had lived since. In Ohio he was<br />
engaged in the restaurant and hotel<br />
businesses.<br />
Survivors include the widow, Mrs.<br />
Ida Richter; one son, Walter of<br />
Milwaukee, Wis; three daughters,<br />
Mrs. Bertha Huston, Napoleon, Meta, <br />
River Rouge, Mich.; 10 grandchil-<br />
dren, and a sister, Mrs. Zella Gawehn<br />
Elsner, Fort Wayne."<br />
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What I did not know was that he was a tavern owner and a member of the police force in Ft. Wayne, Indiana and that he had been in the restaurant and hotel business in Ohio. In my research, all I had ever seen was that he was a painter or sign painter. Sign painter/painter was on all the censuses and even his death certificate.<br />
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Of course I have already begun digging around trying to find out about his other occupations. (This is the fun part for me!) I think I have already found proof of him being a police officer but nothing yet about restaurants, taverns or hotels. But, I will keep digging and I will post my findings in a couple of days.Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-63077274404953463192012-09-04T19:23:00.001-05:002012-09-04T19:23:46.832-05:00Labor Day 2012<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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It's been 10 years since my dad died. This year the anniversary fell on Labor Day. So my sisters and I decided that we would make the day about our dad. The four of us got together with our families and had a simple barbecue with hamburgers, hot dogs, chips, potato salad, and chocolate chip cookies for dessert. We even played a game and included Dad in the game!<br />
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The game is called <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0042ET8NA/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B0042ET8NA&linkCode=as2&tag=shesfamtre-20" target="_blank">Imaginiff</a>. If you've never played it before it goes something like this: There is a board that has places to write 8 names. We had 7 players so we wrote all our names down and included Dad as one of the names to make 8. With each turn, a player rolls the dice and then selects a card from the stack. They read the card and insert a persons name into the question. The questions are things like "Imaginiff ______ was a character from Star Wars. Which character would he/she be?" And there are 6 answers to choose from. Each player has a stack of 8 cards and will choose one of the numbers for their answer. The "correct" answer is the one that the majority chose, and those players will move their token on the board. There are 8 cards because sometimes the question is about everyone, so you will choose from the 8 names written on the board. For example, "Imaginiff we were all whitewater rafting. Who would be the first to fall out?". The variety of questions leads to some hilarious conversations! And we had some pretty funny arguments about what household appliance one of my sisters would be and why Dad would/wouldn't be a great matador!<br />
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It was a fun day and we all had a great time together laughing and remembering our dad.Sherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11915959225664250468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401451630993881867.post-49417446609606947792012-07-17T21:10:00.000-05:002012-07-17T21:10:10.820-05:00Talented Tuesday - Virgil Frederick Elsner, 1915-2009<strong>Virgil Frederick Elsner</strong>, son of Frederick W. and Edith Lorena (Winsor) Elsner. <br />
Born - Dec. 3, 1915 in Princeton, Minn.<br />
Died - Aug. 15, 2009 in Redondo Beach, Cal.<br />
Married - Aug. 20, 1942 in Boston, Mass. to<br />
<strong>Mary Louise Hart, </strong>daughter of Leo Hart and Ann (Gross) Hart<br />
Born - Feb. 27, 1920 in Woodstock, Ill.<br />
Died - Oct. 14, 2003 in Redondo Beach, Cal.<br />
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The following passage is from: <em>Down Winsor Way - A Family History and Genealogy, </em>by Vivian Winsor Toothaker, Publish by Cuddy's North Park Printery, San Diego, CA (October, 1962).<br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">"As a very young child, Virgil showed great aptitude for drawing. His parents encouraged him in this. After taking an art course in high school, he attended the Art Institute of Chicago. His work has been in the field of commercial art both in Chicago and on the west coast, having worked for Walt Disney Studios during one period.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"> In 1960 an exhibit on electronics, which he designed, was chosen as the best of approximately 5,000 pieces submitted for the Annual Los Angeles Art Directors Club Exhibit. This same exhibit won a medal in the annual competition for displays and exhibits conducted by <em>Display World </em>Magazine and it also won a first place award in the annual competition conducted by the West Coast Industrial Advertisers Council. The design was carried out to display products in an electronic equipment show in New York City.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"> His designs for some 42 departments were used in a new department store (Kauphman's) which opened in 1961 in a suberb of Philadelphia. His industrial designs for various companies are often seen on the market.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"> During World War II, Virgil served in the U.S. Navy for more than three years. He was assigned to a Sub-Chaser which combed the waters of New Guinea, Australia and the Philippines.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"> Before entering the Service, he had met Mary Louise Hart, who was teaching school in Oak Park, Ill. They were married in Boston, Mass. While Virgil was in the Service, Mary Lou taught school (physical education) in San Bernardino, and San Diego, Calif. and became very fond of the west. Virgil, too, decided it had much to offer and they stayed in California upon his release from the Navy. During 1958-59 Virgil again worked in Chicago but the whole family was happy to return to California once again.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"> Creative work, such as Virgil's cannot be bound by hours from nine to five. His great passion for the work he is doing very often causes him to burn the midnight oil and even to greet the dawn. This calls for great forebearance on the part of Mary Lou, who has much understanding and interest in his work.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06;"> Their sons show an inclination toward the business of art also."</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> I did a google search for "Kauphman's" and could not find anything with that spelling. However, there was a store called "Kaufmann's" which according to wikipedia, originated in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. </span><span style="color: black;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaufmann%27s" target="_blank">Click here if you want to read more about Kaufmann's</a>.</span><br />
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When I googled Virgil, I found 2 patents that were awarded to him! This one is for a design for a waffle iron:<br />
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<b>Patent number</b>: D121386<br />
<b>Filing date</b>: Apr 16, 1940<br />
<b>Issue date</b>: Jul 9, 1940</div>
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Here is the link to view it on google - <a href="http://www.google.com/patents?id=bCZyAAAAEBAJ&pg=PA1&lpg=PA1&dq=virgil+elsner&source=bl&ots=gDSX1-V5NG&sig=gmvO-VcjbbyK4yiqhfnpscluOo8&hl=en&sa=X&ei=7PMFUMKnMYfF0QHh17jBCA&ved=0CDkQ6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q&f=false" target="_blank">Virgil Elsner's Waffle Iron Patent</a> </div>
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And this one is for a sprayer:</div>
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<br /><strong>Patent number</strong>: D156873</div>
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<b>Filing date</b>: Jun 14, 1949</div>
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<b>Issue date</b>: Jan 17, 1950</div>
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The link to view it on google is - <a href="http://www.google.com/patents?id=zZ1uAAAAEBAJ&pg=PA2&lpg=PA2&dq=virgil+elsner&source=bl&ots=9Ruw2zhHTB&sig=uDPmuUOJW2CFwI7uOt5YWbcjIss&hl=en&sa=X&ei=MvQFUM39CJLh0wGvk7zJCA&ved=0CDYQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false" target="_blank">Virgil Elsner's Sprayer Patent</a></div>
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