Old proverb: "To speak the names of the departed is to make them live again."

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Richard Fieg Congratulated for Service to Church

Ed. note:  I should clean out my e-mail inbox more often.  On October 4 I received this story about a Fieg cousin whose long service to his church was  praised.  The message came from his proud sis, Sue Williams, and is lightly edited.

Richard Fieg was recognized at the First Presbyterian Church, Main St., Ste. Genevieve, MO on Sept. 23, 2012 for his dedicated service to the church over the course of many years.  Richard is the oldest son of the late Lothar "Bud" and Catherine Shafer Fieg.

The Women of the Church recognize a member every month with a pin of "Honorary Life Membership," and Richard was selected having served in many positions at the church, among them deacon, elder, treasurer, sound man and Sunday School teacher.

Lay Pastor Lorraine Stange did a great job presenting some interesting and charming facts about Richard's life, using information provided by his sister, Susan Fieg Williams, and his wife, Cindy Fieg.  

Pastor Stange related how Richard helped to keep the Presbyterian Church above water during the famous 1993 Mississippi River flood.  She also told the humorous story about a church member, who was very young at the time, who had told his mother about the man who always wears a suit and lives in the church with God. The child was describing Richard, who is always there to help set up for any function, to paint, clean and support the church any way he can.

Richard previously received recognition for faithful and outstanding service to Christ, his church and the community from the Presbyterian Older Adult Ministry Network of the Presbytery of Giddings-Lovejoy, Presbyterian Church (U.S.A) on May 2, 2012.

Thank you, Richard, for being such a great member of the Fieg Family and the First Presbyterian Church family!


(From left to right)  Front row: Tom & Tamara Bradford (Cindy's oldest daughter), Richard & Cindy Fieg.  Back row: Susan (Fieg) & Ed Williams, Brenna Rose Ferguson (Cindy's youngest daughter)

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

A June Wedding!

I received an e-mail from Sue Williams describing the wedding of her niece Laura Fieg on June 23.  The message is below, lightly edited, along with some photos of the ceremony and the program.  Enjoy!

Hi All,
It was one of the most beautiful weddings I have been to in a long time. Very nicely done! Laura made a beautiful bride! I think they are made for each other. Chief is a wonderful addition to our family. Laura's friend, David, did an outstanding job w/the music for the ceremony. He also got the bridal party to do a "flash mob" dance as a surprise for the couple, which was perfect!

Wolf Mt. Vineyards, Halhonga, GA
Standing:  Susan (Fieg) & Ed Williams, Brenna Ferguson,
Richard & Cindy Fieg
Sitting:  Brian & Emily Fieg, Laura (Fieg) & Chief Kasibante



















Toward the end of the evening Laura and Chief changed into typical Uganda dress and performed a typical wedding dance that would be done in Uganda. The reception was great, food was good, music fantastic, great wedding cake, great wine (it was at a winery!), great family/friends gathered together. 
Mr. & Mrs. Kasibante in typical African
wedding attire

For the family tree Chief's birthday is 7/17/82. And another note to mention is, just to keep it clear, Chief's "legal" name is Valentino (1st name), Kasibante (last name).  Mr. and Mrs. Kasibante leave for Cancun today [June 25] on their honeymoon. When they return Susan and Jerry [Laura's mom and step-dad] leave for Alaska, so Chief and Laura will "house/dog" sit for 2 weeks. Then I'm not sure what is on their list of things to do. However, Laura said that they will not be in Atlanta for Christmas 2012 because the airfare is too expensive. Only 2 trips per year is in the budget, and they have done those for 2012. Hopefully they will still be in Atlanta when Brian/Emily have their baby so they can meet their new niece/nephew.

Emily held up very well during the wedding. [Laura's sister-in-law Emily was about seven months pregnant at the time!]  She looked tired towards the end of the evening but she has a "mother's glow" about her that is beautiful! Can't wait to meet the next additon into the family!

Love to all........Sister Sue/Bro Ed/Aunt Sue/Uncle Ed/Cuz Sue/Cuz Ed

If you want to see a video of the wedding, just click below:

A few notes from the program:

The pastor was Daniel Latshaw and Laura's longtime friend Erica Ambrose was maid of honor.  Emily Fieg, wife of Laura's younger brother Brian, was among seven other bridal attendants.  Chief's best man was his good friend Jimmy Kiyimba and Brian Fieg was one of three other groomsmen.

Chief and Laura will reside in Kampala, Uganda where chief will be a pastoral intern and Laura will teach music.  They may be contacted on Facebook or at:  LauraKasibante@gmail,com or KasibanteChief@gmail.com. Letters can be sent to Laura Kasibante, Heritage International School, P.O. Box 7899, Kampala, Uganda.

What a thrill to welcome another member into the Fieg family!

The Autobiography of Aunt Millie Part Eight: Last Chapter


With so much work, they often had a "hired man," at twenty dollars a month. It had to be someone that could handle that team of mules.

The team of horses were called Doll and Major, but became too old to work, so the team of mules was bought from the Otto Ott sale. During 1920, 1921 and 1922, lumber was cut, as they planned to build a barn. When Richard was born a brisk thunderstorm was raging (March 22, 1922) but he arrived safely.... [But the Old Timer contracted] a fever, [and] Dr. Ross reported she was in God's hands for recovery. She survived. At this writing (1980) at 86, still has the pleasure of the palate, but short of breath.

It seems most things happened to Gifford. He was left in charge of his year-old brother while his parents and brothers milked the cows. They waited by the wood stove, on the oven door of that home comfort. Gifford placed his little brother's hand in the stove. What a savage! Most children are! When he was twelve, he and his cousin Chick [Lester] Bonardel took a walk to Ship Rock carrying a .22 [rifle]. Shortly they came back and [Gifford] tearfully confessed, "Pop, we killed a deer!" He expected to be punished, but instead he was praised, the deer was bled and brought to the farm house, so they were happy to have meat on the table! It was strawberry time when venison was at its best!

That no. 4 son, Richard, had one of those many narrow escapes. Gifford, about fourteen, drove the old Dodge truck for a short ride with his cousin Emma Fieg by his side. Richard, in [a] small boy show-off fit, stood in front with feet spread far apart on each front wheel spring. He lost his balance, fell in front of the moving truck, which of course was minus brakes. Gifford was horrified, but was able to stop. Richard was doubled up under the truck, but Gifford was able to drag him out from back of the front wheel in a fetal position. He seemed O.K. with just a bruise or two. Not till long after did they tell their mother!

Another of Gifford's vivid memories: he was told to get some feed for chickens from a bag in the storeroom. As he reached in the bag, a mouse ran up his sleeve [and] ran around his torso several timees under his shirt. At the last step of the Indian war dance it ran down his pants leg. His only peeve was the way his older brothers laughed at him.

One spring day, the Old Timer and her sister Bertha were working in the garden. Her three boys, and the sister's two boys, seven and three, were playing in the attic. The sisters, hard at work, heard a blast from a gun, and turned pale with fright. The boys, also pale, came downstairs and told the tale.

The grandfather (father of Arthur Case) had been in the Civil War and his muzzle-loading gun had been put in the attic for safe keeping. N[umber] one son took the gun, pointed at a window and said, "Watch me shoot!" Expecting to hear a harmless click, he was horrified to hear a loud bang. The relief the two sisters felt when they saw the boys safe was immeasurable.

Near the farm lived a man who was obsessed with hatred for the Roman Catholic church. So when no. 4 son, as so many tried it, went to the outdoor privy with a cigarette and threw it down, the tinder-dry building caught fire, but was quickly seen from the kitchen window and extinguished. So a family saying originated: "The Pope set the toilet on fire."

The boys kept growing, trees were felled to make siding for a new barn and it was completed by 1925. It had stanchions for 10 cows, but work was still hard, and for a while they sold milk by the bottle in the village. After a very dry year, they had a well drilled at the barn's edge, water was reached [at] 117 feet, and they even had drinking cups installed for the cows. They boarded a horse for forty dollars a month, a very substantial help for their finances.

The oldest son bought a car [and] they had a gas tank installed, which calls to mind another Gifford episode. One evening, as his parents were out, Gifford took the pitcher pump (installed instead of an old oaken bucket with a windlass), placed [it] on the gas tank, and pumped out fifteen gallons of gas. So when his parents came home and had a drink of water, they wondered why it tasted like gasoline.

So ends the autobiography of Emilie Roseina Fieg Case.

Sharon Case Hirsch, Millie's first great-grandchild, remembers, "She was so influential to me. I remember visiting with her at the farm. She inspired my progressive political leanings, love of reading and love for nature. She always made me feel very, very special as her first great-grandchild."
 From left to right: (front) Stanley, Millie, Gifford;
(back) Thomas (Tim or Tommy), Arthur (Mike), Richard

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Letter From Aunt Dorothy

Steven Fieg forwarded a letter dated July 1, 2000 that he received from his (and my) Aunt Dorothy Fieg Roman in response to questions about her upbringing.  The letter is, of course, well-written and informative, and has that stamp of gentility that was so essentially Dorothy.   Here it is, lightly edited:

Dear Steven and Eleanor:
   First of all thank you for the beautiful birthday card!  Second, I will try to answer some of your questions about myself and the Fieg family.
   I started wearing glasses in 6th grade, 12 years old.  As I recall, I didn’t like it much.  Those were the days of rimless glasses and you had to be very careful not to break them.
   Mom was a person of great patience and I'd say Dad was also.  I never heard them argue about anything.  As I look back, they sacrificed a lot for all their children.  As you probably know, communication was sparse. You were just supposed to know that they were proud of you.
   [In school] I had to follow brothers and sisters with excellent school records.  If your last name was Fieg, you were expected to be at the top of the list.  My favorite subjects were English, biology, chemistry and geometry.  My least favorites were algebra and Latin.  My dad tried to help me with algebra but I was nearly hopeless.  
    I did go down to Dad’s shop now and then. The smell of new lumber was great. His cabinet maker, can’t remember his name, made a maze for an experiment I was doing with white mice.  I entered it in the science fair and won a year's scholarship to Hartwick College.  I bet you didn’t know that!!
    Of course, Mom’s life revolved around her grandchildren. She knew the birthday of every one of them - quite a feat when you realize she had twenty-five grand-children when she died.
    I only have a few memories of favorite family foods.  A couple of my favorites were roast chicken and meat loaf.  Grandma made delicious pies and strawberry short cakes.  She made jams and jellies every year and I remember her canned peaches were the best I’ve ever eaten.  Dad liked chicken or beef stew with dumplings.  Mom was a died-in-the-wool teetotaler, so if Dad wanted a beer he and Uncle Frank went to the bar that carried Loenbrau, which was my Dad’s favorite brand.
   I can’t imagine Dad without his pipe.  As kids, we give him packages of Granger tobacco which cost ten cents then.  Hey, that ten cents was a lot of money back then!!
   You asked about Uncle Bob, dead for 24 years.  It was almost love at first sight, although I didn’t think we'd be married 4 months later!  We did just seemed to “click.”  He had that wonderful upbeat personality and was always taking all the responsibilities.  If I was ever worried about anything, he’d say “Don’t you worry about it – let me do the worrying!"  I never tired of listening to him playing his sax; he was a fine musician.
   I haven’t answered all your questions but maybe later I can refer to your letter and have more information.
   I'd really love to make a trip to Ste. Genevieve, and to visit Aunt Maxine, before I’m too old to travel. I’m seriously considering it, we’ll see.
   I’m going to Mark and Cyndi’s house in MD very soon.  Can’t wait to see them and their kids.
   I’m enjoying the perfect summer days we are having. Hope you are well and enjoying life.
 
Love,
Aunt Dorothy
 
 

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Ed Fieg Sr. Finally Gets a Job

If there is anyone in the family who has been working too hard, it is Ed Fieg Sr. and if you don't believe it, click on the link below and see for yourself!

Congratulations are the order of the day for this Fieg cousin who recently retired from the U.S. Air Force and moved with wife Barb to Ohio and landed a position as an assistant professor and associate residency program director at the Boonshoft School of Medicine at Wright State University in Dayton.

Your editor was overjoyed to finally meet Ed's family at our reunion at the beginning of August and to renew friendships with him and Barb.  His generosity toward them evidently necessitated his continuing to work after retirement from the Air Force.  JK, Ed, JK.  I'm amazed that you are even related to me!

Take a look at what talent lies in the Fieg family and give your congrats and kudos to Ed!

Doris Holm Celebrates 85th Birthday

Doris Fieg Holm's family is barring her from the kitchen at her California home while they cook up a spectacular barbecue celebration of her 85th birthday this weekend.

Writes Doris, in an e-mail dated Sept. 27, "Daughter Nancy and [husband] Gary Wiley are here from Queen Creek, AZ, and niece Dolly Rosenbaum (sister Helen's daughter) from Elkton, MD. ...Others will start to come Friday night.  We expect almost all my offspring and in-and-outlaws from Friday 'til Sunday, about 33 in all, for a barbecue bash complete with grandson's disc jockey music.  I have just finished playing in a golf tournament yesterday.  I wond the long drive and first place in my flight.  Feels pretty good for an older lady."

Doris was born on October 1, 1927.  Her mother, the former Louise Voorhees Stiles, married her dad, Max Fieg, after Max's first wife, Nettie Newman Fieg, died at age 33.  Max was the fourth child of Carl and Emilie Fieg who came to America from Germany in 1899 and established our line of the Fieg family here.

Felicitations and many happy returns of the day to Doris!  (Her address, by the way, is 8681 Mackey Rd., Elk Grove, CA 95624 if you want to shower her with gifts....)

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Kevin Corkery to Open for Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

Just Throw Money, an upstate New York band for which Kevin "Stix" Corkery plays drums, will open for the Grammy-award winning Nitty Gritty Dirt Band during a Sept. 30 charity play date at the Oneonta Theater in Oneonta, N.Y..

The six-member band, which Stix joined last year, has been playing for seven years in various venues in the Catskill foothills region.  Nitty Gritty Dirt Band -- with its unique country rock sound -- has been playing for nearly a half century and has scored a number of hits on the Top 40, including the instantly memorable "Mister Bo Jangles," which was penned and originally performed by Oneonta native Jerry Jeff Walker.

Proceeds from the engagement will be donated to the non-profit Folds of Honor, a charity in support of surviving families of fallen U.S. soldiers, airmen, sailors, marines and coast guardsmen.

Kevin is the husband of Sarah Fieg Corkery.  They have seven children, two of whom, Collette and Grace Corkery, are studying violin.

 Kevin is a professional financial advisor in addition to being a performing musician.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

The Autobiography of Aunt Millie Part Seven: Kids and Cars


     That whole 20-year interval was one of hard hard work [and] worry about pregnancy. Another boy, Gifford, came in 1919, another, Richard, in 1922, another, Walter, in 1925.

     In May [1927], the Old Timer expected another baby, and when it was due, "her father" [i.e. husband] had to attend a meeting at the Grange Hall. Her labor pains began and she told No. 1 son [Stanley] she had to go to the village where she had arranged to have the baby at a friend's house.

     As usual there was [the] old truck, with no lights and no brakes. No. 2 son [Thomas, called Tim] had to hold a lantern, and as there was no traffic, so they reached the [Grange H]all and [her husband] was interrupted and so was able to get her there the remaining three miles in safety.

     The baby, a girl [Hazel], was born at 5 a.m. How glad they were, but what a nasty money-grubbing doctor! Before three days were up, he demanded his money in such a nasty way that the Old Timer cried, and her friend, a very religious girl, said: "God damn such a man, if I may say so!"

     How happy they were to have her! She was only with them a year and a half, and died on Dec. 16, 1928. The same year the other children all had chickenpox! A sad memory, how the bereaved parents were in a store to get a few things, how tragic as their eyes met over a display of dolls!

     The farm had no conveniences. All water had to be hauled up in a bucket on a windlass, and washing was done on a washboard. A bath was taken on Sat. night in a washtub in front of the kitchen stove. The bedrooms were cold of course. A privy and "toilet" sets took care of other needs. And of course every bit of water carried in had to be carried out again, -- as well as accumulated slops from overnight.

     Cash was terribly scarce, but when the boys' camp opened at Beaver Lake -- for eight weeks they sold their milk [to the camp] in a large can. Was it eight cents a quart? Also they all went down in the flivver to their Sat. night entertainment. As well as her own five boys, her sister's two boys, Victor and Lester Bonardel, spent some time on the farm. So the Old Timer always had 8 or 10 at the table every day. Potatoes were plentiful, but the only meat they had was smoked pork most of the time -- chicken occasionally and rarely fresh meat from the butcher. She always tried to have a dessert.

     The oldest son could milk when he was seven, a twice-a-day chore with cows. They bought a team of mules and he had to mow hay with them at the time his father had a broken bone. To eke out the cash he borrowed money to buy a wood saw outfit and go to neighbors to saw fire wood. He promised solemnly he would pay it back, but he never did. Oh well!

     The knobby club was wielded many times, as her husband broke his collarbone; he broke his elbow; besides, arthritis afflicted him, and sometimes she had to iron his back with a warm flat iron. The culmination for that knobby club was Jan. 4, 1924, when the husband had his left hand cut off in a corn fodder cutter. It's the only time the Old Timer had hysterics as he came running from the barn, the blood spurting in an arc from the arteries.

     The roads happened to be a glaze of ice, but Fred Kellogg, the taxi driver, took him to the hospital. By spring his brothers and sisters collected $90 -- and he was fitted to a hook and artificial hand. He tried it for a few months and finally gave it up. It still hangs in the attic. The Old Timer got used to cleaning his dentures and tying his shoes; all the rest he trained to do himself.

     Dr. Shannon once told her that the loss of that hand was a much greater tragedy than losing the [one]-and-a-half year old baby girl. Perhaps! In the meantime the boys were growing up -- going to High School. At the Union [School], Gifford was swinging on a grape vine -- he fell off and broke his leg.

     Money was terribly scarce, and as the hens laid eggs that could not be sold locally they would drive to Montclair [New Jersey] with a 30-dozen crate full. Once a car cut in ahead of them and they hit a light pole, so that the local police were called. Of course the locals were favored, and we were fined two dollars. We had to leave the crate of eggs in payment, and how the Old Timer's father [i.e. husband] "tied one on" at the [Max] Fieg home in Montclair [about 110 miles southeast of Milford]. Whenever he did that he would yell and rave all night in his sleep!

     The first car they ever had was a 490 Chevrolet, and since it was the Old Timer's money that bought [it], she was the first one to learn to drive, in early 1918. What a strange mechanism that car was! When it would not climb a hill, the remedy was to put razor blades under the leather wheel that transmitted power!

     The next car was a 1923 delivery truck, and a-tooling along one day a front wheel flew off into the woods. It proved to be a lemon. That was the only brand-new car they were ever able to buy. They had a 1929 Chevy, later a '36 Chevy, a Dodge station wagon (a '31 I think), a Studebaker touring (used later as a school bus), a Ford Model A pick-up.

     By order of the state department of highways, (... [husband Arthur's] employer), he was ordered to buy a new car, and he bought a Studebaker 3/4 ton pick-up. His sons chipped in and bought a radio for it, which he enjoyed.

     And speaking of radio, they bought a Zenith wind charger to place on the roof [of the house]. It did charge a battery so they could [listen to] "Amos and Andy," but what a rumble it made when the wind really blew. They finally sold it and patched that hole in the peak.

     About 1930 they got a school bus driving job, and the Old Timer drove that Dodge station wagon for some months. How glad they were to get the money. She drove it almost every day. No. 6 son, Arthur, was born. Some pleasure came her way, as her brother Lothar and she had a week's trip [in] the New England states in 1936. In a Dodge truck, he drove up to the top of Mt. Washington -- with one hand on the wheel, a sandwich in the other [making] wide gestures toward the scenery. The weather was perfect, azure sky and fleecy clouds, with visibility into Vermont!

     Several years later, #2 had bought a car for a little pleasure trip [and] took his father, mother, and seven-year-old little brother [Arthur, called "Mike"] to Montclair. At one stop the seven-year-old, as the [car] door was closed, gave a scream of pain! His fingers were caught in the hinge closing! They stopped at a nearby doctor, who diagnosed no bones broken. They expected to pay, and he proved to be one of the kindest men in the world. When they told him they were farmers from Pa., he said he knew how scarce cash was and they paid only one dollar! This was 1938 when a ride in a car was a sheer delight.

     With those six boys arriving at two year intervals they had many narrow escapes, some funny but all worth remembering. With the bread-winner rather accident-prone, the oldest, Stanley, matured very early -- learned to milk when only seven. One cow had a thing about women and was well-named Twister. They named some for birds: Robin, Oriole, Yellow-bellied Sapsucker. Of course, the Old Timer had to help milk, and to skim the milk ... they bought a hand-operated De Laval cream separator. No electricity until 1937. The acetalene [sic] plant proved to be a pain in the neck. What a burden it was to pay off that $631! They never went hungry, but the Old Timer recalls a Sunday dinner without meat. And company present!
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1918 Chevrolet 490 Touring Car
     The Chevrolet 490 touring car had a straight four-cylinder Chevrolet engine and was produced between 1915 and 1922. Standard equipment included a mohair-trimmed top, side curtains, electric horn and ventilating windshield. It was called the "Four-Ninety" because that was the original price!
     As for the Zenith Wind Charger, according to GlobalWarming.com, "
In the 1930s most farms across the United States either used 32 volt DC systems or were without electric power. Those without juice managed to get along by curing meats in a smokehouse and canning fruits and vegetables.
     "But what about entertainment? The thirties were the golden age of radio. Surely the farm community didn’t have to miss out on 'Fibber McGee and Molly' or 'The Lone Ranger?' America’s rural areas stayed in touch with the world by means of DC powered radios. Those on farms with direct current wired in did just fine and those without any power at all used large tube type battery powered radios. Check out an episode of 'The Waltons' and you will see exactly this type. These radios brought in signals from all across America and via short wave all across the world.
     "But like all battery operated devices are apt to have happen, the batteries ran down. And when that happened what was our depression era farmer to do? He hooked up the battery to a Zenith Wind Charger. A small generator connected directly to the shaft of a spinning pinwheel of a turbine rotated and turned cranking out both RPM’s and current. In a few hours the battery was charged for that night’s radio shows and the meaning of the term 'Wind Farm' was truly understood."
     Gustaf deLaval, a Swedish engineer, invented the cream separator in 1878. This device, without a doubt, did more to develop and revolutionize the dairy industry than any other. It allowed dairy farmers to sell not only the milk from their cows but also the cream, which could be quickly separated out and shipped to a creamery.
     DeLaval's Poughkeepsie, NY manufacturing plant churned out separators and, later, milking machines. One of their merchandising tactics was to create The Alpha Dairy Power Plant, a generator that provided power to the separator, the milker and the DeLaval Barn Lighting Outfit and, at the same time, it heated water for cleaning the equipment!
     The acetylene plant Millie refers to may have been a generator used to power lights in the barn.
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Monday, September 3, 2012

The Autobiography of Aunt Millie Part Six: Hard Times




     Every day, she walked the two miles to the school[.  The] roads were [usually] kept open.  But the year before on Mar. 1 it was a rainy Sunday afternoon, and the future husband drove to Milford for her.  On the way home, the rain changed to snow, a terrific wind came up and her hat blew off just as snow was beginning to pile up in front of the cutter (that is the name of a one-horse sleigh for two people).  We could not stop to pick it up.  The wind whirled it away, and it was never found.

     That storm filled all the roads with drifts of snow, and her school was closed for three days.  In 1914 they didn't plow the roads open, the traffic (no automobiles then) simply drove through a gap in the roadside fence and made a track in the fields where the snow was only a foot deep instead of three and four and five and six [foot] drifts in the road.

     School opened again on Thursday and every youngster that had a hand sleigh brought it to school and enjoyed the coasting, as the school sat on a hill just right for that fun.  Also when the nearby ponds were full of snow, the teacher brought her skates and they all went to "Nobs" Pond about a quarter of a mile away.  Most of the youngsters slid on the ice, but the teacher certainly enjoyed that skating!

     After the marriage, the Old Timer thought bliss was in store.  She came into a home with her husband, his father and mother, a divorced older son and his seven-year-old boy.  She was still teaching school.  In spring the garden, cows and housework made endless hard work.  For the rest of her life, the Old Timer has a feeling that fate is watching her with a huge knobby club, waiting to wield it in case she ever got to be too happy.  And it was wielded many times!

     Her salary of $40 a month was most welcome, as there was no Social Security then.  You lived on what you earned!  They sold fire wood and for food they had salt pork, potatoes, some canned goods, but no greens of any kind.  Were the two parents glad their youngest son married the local school teacher?  What high falutin' ideas she had of being a good influence; what a nuisance she made of herself!  Changed the wall paper, hated the fancy iron bed, oh! she felt so superior!  She wishes now she could have her father-in-law talk of his service in the Civil War!  But the young are so self-centered!

     The first baby, Stanley, was a fine ten-[pound] boy -- and she bathed and nursed him faithfully, and knowing nothing about babies had a book by L. Emmet Holt.  As the baby was born in January the book said:  "Don't wean your baby in summer" and so he was nursed, and in 1916, they never gave [him] solid food. 

     Besides, another lie:  you don't become pregnant nursing a baby, but she did, and how could there be any nourishment in the milk?  [Stanley] quit gaining, but she was afraid to give him anything!  The book said nothing about feeding anything, but was it better to starve him?  He would gnaw on his thumb by the hour!

     Baby food was not made in those days [1915] so at long last she gave him well-cooked oatmeal and he began to grow again.

     The next baby, Thomas, was born the following May -- a placid "good" baby.  A boy came along every two years till there were six boys, all full of pep, vim and vigor.  To keep track of the 2-year-old she tied a bell on him, as who had time to watch him?

     That whole 20-year interval was one of hard hard work [and] worry about pregnancy.  Another boy, Gifford, came in 1919, another, Richard, in 1922, another, Walter, in 1925, and a girl, Hazel, in 1927.  How happy they were to have her!  She was only with them a year and a half, and died on Dec. 16, 1928.  The same year the other children all had chickenpox!  A sad memory, how the bereaved parents were in a store to get a few things, how tragic as their eyes met over a display of dolls!

     The knobby club was waiting, as a cow and heifer got sick and died, a great loss.  They had eaten withered wild cherry leaves, which contained prussic acid.

     They made butter to sell at 35 cents a pound.  Money was very scarce (1917).  They raised potatoes to sell, they raised two pigs each year, cured and ate them.  They bought a five-dollar "dominic" rooster to improve their flock.  When inbreeding occurred they traded him for a neighbor's, traded again for a lesser breed -- and at last [traded] for a poor specimen they ate up!

     In two years the soldier father died, and his widow went to housekeeping by herself.   After that the two in-laws got along more amicably and grew fond of each other.
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      The blizzard that began on March 1, 1914 virtually isolated the greater metropolitan New York area from the rest of the nation. Passenger, freight and milk trains were temporarily lost during the storm and New York's barometer dipped to a record 28.38 inches. Asbury Park, NJ received 24 inches of the heavy, wet snow. 2,000 people were stranded in the Billy Sunday Tabernacle in Scranton, PA. It was the worst storm since the blizzard of 1888, when Max was born.
    Once again, Millie's hat -- was it one that she had worn for many years or a new one purchased with her teacher's salary? -- disappeared into parts unknown, just as her life as a single schoolteacher was about to end and her life as a wife and mother glimmered in the distance like a snowflake in the sun.     
     Luther Emmet Holt was an American pediatrician who published The Care and Feeding of Children in 1894. It became a best-seller very quickly. Holt was responsible for the introduction of milk certification in New York City, after proving that a large number of infant mortalities in the tenement districts were due to high bacterial counts in milk. Though the book and the one that followed, Diseases of Infancy and Childhood, were popular, it did not seem to be written to be easily understood by the first-time mother! Why should a baby not be weaned in summer, for heaven's sake? And why didn't her mother-in-law step in and tell her to feed that kid?
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Thursday, August 30, 2012

The Autobiography of Aunt Millie Part Five: School Days


     In 1911, [the Old Timer] graduated from High School. She was second highest in marks and so she was class historian. The Pickwick Club chipped in for 6 dozen red and white carnations, and what a test for a girl's popularity it was to receive a lot of flowers! The Old Timer held a few roses on her lap during the commencement exercises, only to hear in a loud whisper from Julia Murphy, "Hold those carnations!" So she did, and how lovely they were and what a token of affection.

     The Pickwick Club was modeled on the one in Little Women, and they all took names in the news.... Hazel was Henry Van Dyke, Mabel was Zim, the Old Timer Richard Harding Davis, Clara Wolfe was Homer Green. They met mostly at Katherine Barclay's home, it was so large, and they ended always with a Virginia Reel with Bess Armstrong at the piano. The Old Timer wrote a play and they performed it at Clara's home, where her brother Ernest manipulated the double doors for a stage curtain. Vera Ryman was the male lead, and Mrs. Struthers of Lincoln's time loaned them a red male wig. The Old Timer was the maid, Lizzie, but what the play was about is lost in the mist of time.
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     Interestingly, according to Poconohistory.com, "The thirty-six star American flag which was used to cradle President Abraham Lincoln’s head as he lay mortally wounded in Ford's Theatre is now a part of the Pike County Historical Society. The blood-stained flag descended into a family of prominent actors, the Gourlay family, who were appearing in the play 'Our American Cousin,' in Ford’s Theatre on the night the President was assassinated. The 'Lincoln Flag' was donated to the Pike County Historical Society in 1954 by V. Paul Struthers, the son of Jeannie Gourlay Struthers, an eyewitness to the tragic event." Perhaps Mrs. Struthers was the mother of V. Paul Struthers?
     Lousa May Alcott's classic book Little Women was published in 1869. It was the story of the March family consisting of four girls, Meg (a teacher at age 16), Jo, Amy, Beth and their mother, whom they call Marmee, in New England in the mid-nineteenth century. The family is "comfortable" and always ready to share their meager possessions, not unlike the Fiegs in Milford.
     The Pickwick Club is first described in chapter 10 of Little Women: "Gardening, walks, rows on the river, and flower hunts employed the fine [spring] days, and for rainy ones, they had house diversions, some old, some new, all more or less original. One of these was the `P.C', for as secret societies were the fashion, it was thought proper to have one, and as all of the girls admired Dickens, they called themselves the Pickwick Club."
     The characters whose names the Milford girls adopted were newsmakers of their time. Henry Van Dyke was an American educator, author and clergyman born in Pennsylvania; Richard Harding Davis was an author and journalist, the first American war correspondent to cover the Spanish-American War, the Boer War and World War I; there was an author and lawyer named Homer Greene who was born in Pennsylvania and was a district attorney in neighboring Wayne County, but who Zim was is a mystery.
     As a testament to Millie's love of literature, on April 4, 19__ the Emilie Case Children's Library was dedicated in Milford. Her nephew, Henry (called Hank by his family), a former president of the library's board of trustees, said, "The most important things in Emilie Case's life were people and books.... It could be said of Emilie that she never met a man or woman she did not like." A memorial plaque was placed in the children's library.
     In another strike by the knobby club, a torrential rain fell outside the library during the ceremony but, as reporter Cynthia Van Lierde wrote, "The warmth and love generated by the family, friends and fellow workers, for Emilie and her work in the library, permeated the rooms in the Community House.
     "Emilie was a volunteer in the library for many, many years. When she had trouble with her eyes and could no longer drive, she would hitch hike the six miles from Oak Tree Farm to the library in Milford. Fortunately, she was well known and never lacked for a 'lift' to town.
     "Books created a world apart for Emilie. they were an escape from the monotony and drudgery of housework. She gained great pleasure by just being in the library, surrounded by books.... She enriched the lives of children and adults by guiding them to this special world...."
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     Only five girls were in that 1911 graduating class. How important they all felt, and how the oldest sister and her mother labored over that graduating dress. How dressed up they felt with those black silk stockings, just come into fashion.

     Later that summer a written examination by Lucida Westbrook, the county superintendent of schools, and held in Matamoras, was passed by the Old Timer with adequate marks. Grammar, history, arithmetic, geography and spelling. The Old Timer missed demonetize - she had no idea what it meant - and that old problem about the hired man and the rainy day. A dollar a day was the salary. She was granted a certificate to teach -- sixteen years old! -- and with Miss Lizzie Rochette drove to the home of the school director Julius Kiesel, was interviewed and hired to teach the Franklin School. Miss Rochette gave her a piece of sound advice, "Always make a fuss over the baby," as the Old Timer, never having seen a baby, ignored the Kiesel baby, Julius A. -- "Junie" -- (now seventy-one!).
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    In "Milford to the Minisink Valley," Susan Mickley notes, "The Milford High School was the pride and joy of the town. Its central location made it the heart of community events and meetings. Built in 1904, it served as a high school and then as the elementary school (grades one through six) until it was sold to become a merchant center and commercial offices." A picture of the building appears on page 67 of the book.
     Milford served as setting for a number of silent films directed by D.W. Griffith in the early 1900s, including The Informer starring Mary Pickford, Lillian Gish and Lionel Barrymore. In fact there is a photo of Mary Pickford in Mickley's book.
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     The next four years were spent teaching the Franklin and Union schools. The first year had a disturbing incident when the fourteen-year-old Levi La Bar threw a book that struck [the Old Timer] in the back as she stood at the black board. She sent him home -- and twenty years later at the Ed Gebhardt home at a party he apologized humbly!

     The summers of those years were spent earning money -- waiting table at the Villa Madeline, where the cooking was suberb, (delicious rabbit stew with blood in the gravy -- the flakiest pie crust ever seen) and one summer, as office help for the Hyatt Roller Bearing Company in Harrison, NJ. At the time she was "going steady" with her future husband -- and how he did flatter her when he was told she was going away for two months! He sat with her and tears rolled down his cheeks in a steady stream! The office work was good experience and she and her sister boarded with their cousin Mrs. Anna Rothfuss. The two cousins Walter (10) and Clifford (17) were at home and once for some reason the 17-year-old gave the Old Timer's face a resounding slap! Why?
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     Crisco was introduced in 1911 and advertised as "a Scientific Discovery Which Will Affect Every Kitchen in America," though it was met with skepticism at first by housewives used to cooking with butter and lard. Jewish housewives embraced Crisco, which contained neither milk nor meat products, helping to propel its sales. Undoubtedly this ingredient contributed to the "flakiest pie crust" mentioned above!
The cousin Anna Rothfuss mentioned above could have been Helen Griffith's sister.


1920s advertisement for
Hyatt Roller Bearings Company
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     Back in September to teaching, and boarding in winter weather at her "intended's" sister's, Mrs. Lottie Momeaux. She got a good lesson in minding your own business when she got that awful idea that a teacher should be an elevating influence and she told her host not to eat with his knife! What a laying out he did give her, so that she shed bitter tears!

     To save all that board money ($3.50 a week) they decided to get married, Feb. 28, 1915, and what a bright sunshiney day it was. The groom, Arthur Case, hired an automobile, and as she was only twenty and her mother too far away to sign the marriage license, the minister Levi McMickle said he could perform the ceremony anywhere in the U.S. So to the Methodist Church in Port [Jervis?], with Hazel and her sister Martha as witness[es] -- they were married. Didn't he have any friend to stand with him? A wedding supper with mayonnaise on the salad by special request of the bride, and a four-mile drive to her future home with his parents, was the honeymoon drive. [ed. note:  Hellman's Blue Ribbon Mayonnaise was first marketed by a New York deli owner in 1912. Until that time mayonnaise was usually made at home. What a treat to be able to enjoy this condiment without the labor of making it!]

     Teaching school again the next day -- a very rainy one! -- and a skimulton that evening by seventeen of his friends -- so they could be treated to drinks. (A skimulton or shivance is a serenade on tin pans, shotgun fire to a newly married couple.)

Thursday, August 23, 2012

The Autobiography of Aunt Millie Part Four: The Early Years in Schocopee


     Her oldest [brother], Victor, began to grow vegetables and sell them in the village. Her [father] brought many of his colleagues from Shearer's, the supply house for Tiffany's, and the mother had to cook for them all. A tent was placed on the lawn where at least four of the boarders could sleep.

     The house was very small, and a Peter de Roos [one of the boarders?] bought the eight-year-old a doll dressed in long, long clothes -- the fashion then for babies.
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     Pike County, Pennsylvania, where Schocopee is located, lies on the westernmost edge of the Greater New York metropolitan area and so the train trip there was not a very long one, compared to the trip made by Millie's Uncle Herman who had emigrated to Australia. The farm was located on Schocopee Rd. and is now the site of the Black Walnut Inn in Milford.
     Doris Holm, Millie's niece, has shared much information about the farm in Schocopee, having had the privilege of visiting there often in her youth to visit her grandparents Carl and Emilie and all the aunts, uncles and cousins.
     She writes, "That farm was a typical old self-sufficient place....they raised everything. Milk cows, plow horses, their own hay, pigs, chickens, corn, vegetables, etc.  Aunt Millie sold eggs, milk, butter.  There was a milk house, smoke house for their own hams, an ice house, corn crib, pig pens, several chicken houses.  Before there was electricity, milk and butter [were] kept in a natural cold spring pool across the road.  The spring served a little pond.  My father [Max] built a rowboat they put on the pond. It was named the Cas-mack, for Casey and Max.  Pop also helped build the barn, and laid new flooring in the living room of the house.  Later, a new owner tore up the replacement flooring and restored the old pine boards like the original.....hooray! ...On one of our last visits to Oak Tree Farm, there was a freak tornado that took the whole Oak Tree away, leaving a stump about eight feet tall, and I can remember Aunt Millie and her visiting sister Bertha, standing and staring at the sight, and shaking their heads in disbelief. The house was dated 1859, I think, and the tree had been there from the beginning, hence the name. The rest of the tree was nowhere to be seen....just gone. The twister did not touch the house, nor the barn, but left the corn in the garden lying in circles, as if if had headed toward the barn and changed its mind."
     Susan Titus Mickley describes the area in her book "Milford to the Minisink Valley" (Arcadia Publishing, 2005): "By the early 1900s, Milford had grown into a well-planned, Victorian-style hamlet nestled between the Delaware River and the Pocono Mountains." Gifford Pinchot, first director of the United States Forest Service, governor of Pennsylvania from 1922 to 1927 and a friend of the Case family -- Aunt Millie's third son was named Gifford in his honor -- had constructed a family estate called Grey Towers in Milford in 1886 in the Medieval French style, designed by Richard Morris Hunt who also designed the stone base of the Statue of Liberty. (In 1962, just two months before his assassination, President John F. Kennedy visited the site to dedicate the Pinchot Institute for Conservation Studies.)
     Tiffany and Company began to focus on making jewelry in 1902 and evidently Carl Fieg's background as a jeweler helped him find work at a company called Shearer's near Milford. The tents set up in the yard for fellow workers belies the fact that boarding houses were big business in Pike County at the turn of the last century, especially in the summer months. Mickley notes, "Summer visitors to the boardinghouses were very loyal and would come back year after year.... All ages were welcome, but many boarders were young eligible workers from the cities who came to escape the heat." Probably the Shearer's employees were not able to afford a room at a boardinghouse, prompting Millie's kindhearted father to offer them a place to stay, however rudimentary.
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     In 1903 [began] a life long friendship, as on what is now Malibu: L. Harvey Myers and his six children -- Norman, Otto, Lillian, Walter, Hazel and 4-year-old Ada -- came to live. It was a half mile walk on [a] rough wood road for the Old Timer to walk, and what good times those youngsters had. They made it their boast that they climbed every roof of that farm, with the four-year-old given a boost up the ladders. [There is currently a Malibu Dude Ranch just to the north of Milford. It is the oldest working dude ranch in the eastern United States. Could this be the area where the Myers family lived?]

     Rattlesnakes abounded, and Otto would kill them. One snake that he killed he opened up, and twenty-one young wriggled out.

     From them, too, the Old Timer had her first knowledge of the Bible. (Her father was a philosopher, and expressed his religion in kindness, gentleness and love.) The Myers [family] had prayers every night and morning, as they were Free Methodists. No jewelry was allowed, no trimming of any kind on their clothes, and the mother was not even allowed to wear a wedding ring.

     One weekend, the father hired a surrey and took all his family and the Old Timer to Huguenot, New York where there was a Free Methodist church. It was a long boring ride, with a slow team of horses, but the Old Timer endured the long church services [and] admired their Aunt Gussie, with her ten children.

     She remembers a three-foot-high heap of stockings to be darned. What a sweet lovable woman that Aunt Gussie was! Do her children remember her with affection? One son still lives in ( ).
     The [Myers] farm was on Prospect Hill, and Laura worked it with her father [whom] Hazel called cousin Gene. [They held c]hurch services all the time, with no organ.... [One] hot June day, the children asked to go swimming in the pond, and received a flat, "no," [the grown-ups] thus receiving the everlasting hatred of the Old Timer. They tried to convert her to Free Methodism, but she resisted bravely.

     When the Myers family moved from the "Pilman" Farm to Milford, the Schocopee school closed and the Old Timer had to walk 2 miles each day to [and from] school.

     The winter of 1909-10 they lived in the cottage at the Hermitage, while the Ragots lived in New York. Sledding was fine that winter, and a Flexible Flyer that they named Caesar Augustus gave them endless days of riding to school. The Old Timer always had to steer, and Lillian and Hazel managed to squeeze onto the rear. The ride stopped at what is now Hels gas station, and the sleigh was hauled back up [all through the] day. A passing team with bobsleds often gave them a ride up that hill.

     There seems to be no memory of ever feeling tired or deprived because of having to walk. And indeed, as spring came on, those three girls would arise before 5 and take a walk. They were afraid of getting fat!

     Halley's comet appeared in May 1910, and one ... 2 a.m. Hazel and Lillian knocked on the Old Timer's bedroom window, and they walked up the "plateau" for a fine view of the comet and its long luminous tail.

     April of that year was a fine early spring, and the oldest sister was married in the "ballroom" of the Hermitage. The three teenagers gathered bouquets of June berry -- it was the earliest spring in her memory.

     Every Saturday night when the Hermitage opened for summer boarder business, a dance was held. Myrtle Ryder played solo, "Den spielt des Sie das Ting a ling." Did she get applause? Can't remember!
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     Huguenot, N.Y. is 82 miles northeast of Milford -- what a long distance to travel in a horse-drawn wagon! The route passes the town of Matamoras, Penn., site of the Old Stone Fort on the Delaware River, erected around 1740 by Dutch settler Simon Westfael as a refuge from Indian attacks and the town where Millie took her exam to become a school teacher in 1911.
     Free Methodism was founded in Rochester, N.Y. in 1860 and their fundamental mission, according to their official website, is to "emphasize Jesus’ commission: 'Preach the gospel to the poor.' [Founder B.T.] Roberts said the church should do what Jesus did: Take the gospel to people who are hurting and oppressed; people with no hope."
     The nomenclature "Free" was, according to Wikipedia, adopted to indicate two tenets: first, that the church was anti-slavery and, second, that the pews "were to be free to all rather than sold or rented (as was common), and because the new church hoped for the freedom of the Holy Spirit in the services rather than a stifling formality. However, according to World Book Encyclopedia, the third principle was 'freedom' from secret and oathbound societies (in particular the Freemasons).
     "Early Free Methodists enjoyed a cappella congregational hymns during worship,(a)s a reaction to paid musicians in the Methodist Church...."
     The Schocopee Schoolhouse was originally constructed in the late 1850’s just "out of town" on Schocopee Road. It served as a one-room school until 1907, when it was replaced by the new, "modern," school in Milford. The old structure later served as a meeting and voting place for the community; it witnessed Governor Gifford Pinchot casting his vote in many local elections.
     What the Hermitage was and who the Ragots were, I do not know.
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