tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15853028922036155672024-03-13T18:45:37.636-07:00A Step in LineI will give you hints on how to fill out lineage application papers as well as share musings of a genealogical nature along the wayA Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-24120336396638661652023-12-16T17:27:00.000-08:002023-12-16T17:27:50.681-08:00<p> It has definitely been awhile. I must get back to keeping this going! Tonight there is a challenge from <span style="font-family: inherit;">Linda Stufflebean who sent in an update to her "December Meme" from last year to Genea-Musings by Randy Seaver.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><b><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">Here are the 20 Questions:</span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">1. What is one genea-accomplishment in 2023 of which you are proud? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Participating in the premier of the MyHeritage Wiki by providing a page on lineage societies. I am now proof-reading and editing other pages that are ready to post.<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">2. Which (realistic) genea-gift would you most appreciate this year? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Finding the ancestors of my my 2nd great-grandfather, John H. Kilmer<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">3. What item on your not-so-realistic wish list for Santa would you most appreciate this year </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Finding more information on my Werner/Sprengle lines from East Prussia.<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">4. </b><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">Have you written any genea-books (with mostly text) to give as holiday gifts? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">No, but I am working on one.<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">5. Have you created any photo family history books to give as holiday gifts? </b><b style="color: red; font-family: inherit;">Not this year, but I have made family calendars for both my family lines and my late husband's lines.<br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">6. What is your favorite holiday main course food? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Ham and potato salad<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">7. What is your favorite holiday dessert? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">All of them but particularly fond of my black cherry jello and fruit bowl. Or pecan pie.<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">8. Which food do you eat too much during the holidays? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Always cookies<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">9. Share a favorite holiday memory. </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">My husband played Santa Claus for our children when they were younger. He made a personal visit on Christmas morning to 3 sleepy children. As they came down the stairs, they saw Santa putting presents under the tree. Santa was able to stay for pictures but had to finish his route. As the children were in the dining room finding other presents, Santa would leave by the front door with a Ho-Ho-Ho - Merry Christmas and jingle his bells. Shortly after dad would come downstairs to see what was all the noise about It was always - Dad, You missed Santa again! My girls were 12 and 13 before they realized who Santa was. It was the best of times.</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;"> </b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohmiHEWXOrw</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;"> <br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSuOpDcxSHU9o58Hn8ML3CuQh7IPYwSpNO9V5wDBrkypMvaY8sujPz1LIkd455_EEM_5-wSb6wU97jdzpbJhP6P14BgOcnS7k2_kMUQIXzXr8rqpHGSZt96MIaBTdKh-m4MQwZUkPOCmWK6Qtp9KY-dvLEqw9vPwtQqjtZk3gzF-3AKSGS7iyrBK-D8Oh3/s1422/rec7.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1422" data-original-width="1146" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSuOpDcxSHU9o58Hn8ML3CuQh7IPYwSpNO9V5wDBrkypMvaY8sujPz1LIkd455_EEM_5-wSb6wU97jdzpbJhP6P14BgOcnS7k2_kMUQIXzXr8rqpHGSZt96MIaBTdKh-m4MQwZUkPOCmWK6Qtp9KY-dvLEqw9vPwtQqjtZk3gzF-3AKSGS7iyrBK-D8Oh3/s320/rec7.JPG" width="258" /></a></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">10. Have you continued any ethnic food or cultural activities that have been passed down through the family?<span style="color: red;"> We had no particular activities. We created our own by always closing our pocket doors on Christmas Eve and lighting candles with the soft glow of the Christmas tree. A time of peace and quiet.</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">11. Do you prefer warm sunshine or snow on Christmas Day? </b><b style="color: red; font-family: inherit;">A light coating of snow.</b><b style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"> <br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">12. Did you break through any brick walls in 2023? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Yes! I found the correct maiden name of my 2nd great-grandmother who married John H Kilmer. Her maiden name was Sarah Raught.<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">13.
Do you have a 2023 genea-goal which could have been accomplished, but
over which you’ve procrastinated or from which you’ve been distracted? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Working on my book about the Werner family<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">14. Have you ever gone holiday caroling? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Yes<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">15. Do you have any favorite holiday decorations? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">I have a nice collection of Santa Claus. I also like musical decorations. I just divided our early ornaments from 1960 to my 3 children.<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">16. Who is the singer you most enjoy listening to during the holiday season? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">I don't know that I have a favorite singer - I prefer the instrumentals.<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">17. Have there been any Christmas Day calamities that you remember? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Not that I remember<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">18. If Santa invited you to hitch a ride in his sleigh, where would you like him to drop you off? </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">Prescott, AZ to see my sister and other family there.<br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">19.
If you had to choose right this minute – which ancestor would you most
like to meet? Choose an ancestor about whom you’ve researched in 2023. </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">My maternal great-grandmother, Augusta Sprengel who came to America from East Prussia with a 2 year old and a 2 week old! She suffered greatly on the voyage over, but survived with the help of other passengers. <br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><b style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;">20. Share one of your 2024 genealogy goals. </b><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;">To finish my book on my Werner/Sprengel family.</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 20.16px; text-align: start;"><span style="color: red;"><b style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></b></span></div>A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-4689416308785605642019-01-14T12:49:00.004-08:002019-01-14T12:49:43.038-08:0052 Ancestors in 52 Weeks - Week 2 - ChallengeNot quite sure what direction to take with this prompt. All of our genealogical research is a challenge. Of course, there are more extreme challenges with some of our ancestors than with others. One of my greater challenges was in finding the sister of my great-great grandfather Karl Wilhelm (Charles William) Pfeiffer.<br />
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The family story was that Charles and a sister, Barbara, came to the United States from Germany. The problem was, nobody knew anything else about Barbara!<br />
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In the summer of 2003, <u>Ancestry.com</u> had been adding
newspapers to their databases.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was
accessible by paid subscription and I had access to this information as part of
my subscription.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One day, while searching
for anything related to the name of <b>Pfeiffer</b>, I ran across the obituary
for <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Charles William Pfeiffer</b> from
1907 in <i><u>The Elyria Republican</u></i> from Lorain County, OH.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The clues in the obituary sent me out on a
whirlwind internet trail to find his sister, <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Barbara</b>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Clue Number 1: The Obituary</span> </h1>
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From <u>The Elyria Republican</u>, Elyria, OH 2 May 1907:<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Charles William Pfeifer was born in Wurtemburg,
Germany, August 13, 1832</i>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i>He,
with his sister, Barbara, came to this country at the age of eighteen and
landed in Cleveland, where he made his home for several years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was married to Sophia Rugger of Grafton,
Ohio, May 28, 1859.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To them were born
nine children and thirty grandchildren.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>One son and grandson died in infancy; one granddaughter at the age of
ten.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He moved to Grafton Ohio in March
1863, where he lived on his farm for forty-four years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the fall of 1896, he lost everything by
fire and since then began to fail in health.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He was a member of the Belden Methodist Episcopal church for thirty
years where he joined by letter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
leaves a wife, six sons and two daughters and twenty-eight grandchildren, by
whom he will always be missed</i>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><b><i><u>A
peculiar coincidence is to mention the death of his sister, Barbara March 14,
and who was buried on the day of his death, March 16, 1907.</u></i></b><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i>The funeral services were held in the M E
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At the urging of my ever-present guiding forces, I went to
the Cleveland Necrology Files at <a href="http://www.cpl.org/LinksLibrary">http://www.cpl.org/LinksLibrary</a>. Having used this website before, it was only
a hope and a prayer that I would find anything.
I only knew her first name – I had no clue what her last name was. So, I entered the name Barbara. Of course, there were many Barbara’s that
came up. The website allows you to sort
by date, so I proceeded to do that.
Well, that certainly helped – only two Barbara’s came up for March of
1907. One lived in Cleveland and one
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Id#: 0041543<o:p></o:p></div>
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Name: <b>Bucher,
Barbara Ann</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Date: March 12, 1907<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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Notes: Bucher-Barbara Ann, widow of the late Theodore and
sister of Mrs. Frank Mack, entered into rest after a lingering illness,
Saturday afternoon, aged 71 years. Funeral from her late residence, 7508
Carnegie ave. (416 E. Prospect, old no.), Tuesday at 10:30 a. m. Friends
invited. Burial private. Canton and Akron papers please copy. <o:p></o:p></div>
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This Barbara’s ages does not match the time frames
involved, nor are any of the names familiar.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Id#: 0177936<o:p></o:p></div>
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Name: <b>Kerbel,
Barbara<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<i>Date: March 20, 1907<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Notes: Kerbel-Barbara, entered into rest Thursday,
March 14, 1907, at 4 a. m., aged 80 years, at son's residence, 404-1/2 E.
Chestnut St., Louisville, Ky. Funeral Saturday morning from residence. Burial
private. No Flowers.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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Aha, a<b> BARBARA</b>
aged 80 – well the age is right. Now that name, Kerbel - where have I seen that name? It is so very
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Clue Number 2: An old photo</span></h1>
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A few years ago, a cousin, <b>Janice Pfeiffer Sprenkle, </b>gave me a scrapbook of pictures and other
information from her side of the family.
I had copied all the information and made my own scrapbook from that
information. There was a picture in that
scrapbook of two people, in KY and on the back it said “cousins”. I had no clue who these people were or where
they belonged, or if they indeed were “cousins”. But, as all genealogists know, no clue is too
small or too big.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I got out the copy of the scrapbook and found the picture
of <b>LIZZIE AND CARL <u>KERBEL</u></b> of
Louisville, KY. Oh my gosh! Can this be related to the Barbara in the
obituary? Is it possible I may have
found her after 150 years? Don’t let
yourself get too excited; you have a lot to prove yet, I said to myself.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>At their home in Louisville,
KY Sept 4, 1937<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>During the flood, water was 5-½ ft deep on street –
government boats went up and down the street and took people supplies. Was shut in for about 2 weeks</i>. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My aunt, <b>Norma
Werner Kraps,</b> had often said that her grandfather, my great-grandfather, <b>Henry
</b><b>Pfeiffer</b>, son of Charles
William, made several trips to Kentucky to visit relatives in the 1930’s. He would take the train, but she never knew
whom he went to see or where he went. I
have seen pictures of Pfeiffers in a quarry type picture from Kentucky, but
there was no identification otherwise to the picture.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I went to Ancestry.com to see what I could find on the
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1. Ancestry.com has a database of Kentucky death
records. In checking that out. I found:<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kerbel, Carl F (This may be Barbara’s grandson),
Volume: 61,Certificate:30421,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Death Date: 8 November 1971, Death Place: Jefferson, Age:
85. Residence: Jefferson<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kerbel, Charles J (Is this the son of Barbara),
Volume: 5. Certificate: 2461<o:p></o:p></div>
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January, 1929,
Death Place: Jefferson, Age: 67, Residence: Jefferson<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kerbel, Elizabeth M (Is this Lizzie-Carl J’s wife?),
Volume: 37, Certificate:18341<o:p></o:p></div>
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Death Date: 20 August, 1943, Death Place: Jefferson, Age:
082, Residence: Jefferson<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kerbel, Margaret (Is this Carl F’s wife?),
Volume: 18, Certificate: 8528, Death Date: 9 April, 1971<o:p></o:p></div>
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Death Place: Jefferson, Age: 67, Residence:
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2. In a family tree
submitted to www.genealogy.com, there is a <b>Carl
Kerbel</b> born about 1884, that married a Margaret<b> Zurfluh</b> and appeared to have married in Louisville, KY. If I go back to the Kentucky Death Records,
we see that a <b>Margaret Kerbel</b> died
in 1971.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Id#: 0177937 Name: <b>Kerbel,
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Notes: Kerbel-C. Joseph, at the residence, 1322 1st
Street, Louisville, Ky., 10:15 Tuesday, morning, age 67</span>years. Services at the chapel of Mass Bros., Louisville,
Ky., Thursday, Jan 24, at 2 p. m.<br />
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This is definitely looking promising at this point. Now, let me see if I can find a marriage
license in Cuyahoga County for Barbara Pfeiffer. Many Probate Courts are adding
information to their websites, and I knew that Cuyahoga County had an index of
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Cuyahoga County Probate Court records (<a href="http://probate.cuyahogacounty.us/ml/pa.urd/mliw1000.display">http://probate.cuyahogacounty.us/ml/pa.urd/mliw1000.display</a>),
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<b>PFEIFFER, BARBARA (Bride)</b> HINDERER, HEINREICH(Groom) <o:p></o:p></div>
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This says that Barbara Pfeiffer and Heinreich Hinderer
were married between 1810 and 1960. Does
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possible mystery to solve?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Looking under the surname KERBEL, I found:<o:p></o:p></div>
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Since neither of these two marriage records showed the
spouse that I was looking for, was I to believe that perhaps there was a second
marriage for both? Or perhaps, were the
records not transcribed properly, as we note that both marriages are in the
same volume and on the same page, only lines apart from each other.<o:p></o:p></div>
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the LDS records at <a href="http://www.familysearch.org/">www.familysearch.org</a>,
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<b>KERBLE</b>, Joseph married Barbara <b>PFEIFFER</b> on
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This record is documented with
Batch No M514233 and Source Call
No <a href="http://www.familysearch.org/Eng/library/fhlcatalog/supermainframeset.asp?display=filmhitlist&columns=*%2C180%2C0&filmno=0877914" target="_parent">0877914</a> V. 6-9.
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6. Now, on to the
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In looking at the <b>1860 Census for Ohio</b>, in Cuyahoga
Co., I found: <b>Charles
Pfeifer</b> age 28 – no occupation – born in Wuerttemburg, with Sophia age 24
also born in Wuerttemburg, and Frederick 3 months old born in Ohio. But, I find no Barbara Pfeiffer or Barbara
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On the <b>1880 Census</b> in Cuyahoga County we find: <b>KERPEL</b>, Joseph, 54
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Now, the only problem with this is that it shows Barbara
as being born in Holland as were her parents.
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is. It would also indicate that they
were most likely living in Ohio up to this time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>KERBEL, Charles J</b>
– Head , born April 1861 in OH, parents both born in Germany; Elizabeth, wife,
born February 1861 Isle of Guernsey-as were her parents; son, Carl born Dec.
1885 in OH; daughter, Madaline born April 1888 in OH. Again, no Barbara Kerble
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Charles is a Stationary Engineer. Elizabeth immigrated to the US in 1870 and
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In the 1920 Kentucky Census I found: <b>Kerbel, C. Joseph</b> , <span style="font-size: 10.0pt;">Age<b>:</b> 58, Birthplac<b>e:</b> OH,
County: JEFFERSON, Locale: 6-WD; LOUISVILLE; 37-PCT; L</span>iving at 1322 First – Louisville,
KY; <b>KERBEL, C. Joseph</b> – 58, Mary E age 58 and Carl age 33. <o:p></o:p></div>
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immigrated in 1869 and is a Naturalized Citizen. C. Joseph is an officer for a Consumer Co.,
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7. The next step
would be to order copies of the death certificates from the Commonwealth of
Kentucky. I put off ordering the death
certificates for various reasons until early in 2005. I ordered the death certificates of Barbara’s
son, Charles Joseph; Carl, his son; and Elizabeth Kerbel. <o:p></o:p><br />
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After speculating for almost 2 years, and waiting another 8
weeks for the death certificates, upon receipt of the death certificates, it
indeed verified that Barbara Pfeiffer was the mother of Charles Joseph Kerbel.<br />
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The next confirmation of this was from a book of records
from the Emmanuel E & R Church in Valley City, Ohio compiled by Paul
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In 1869, this church was re-constructed and among the 40 members supporting
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In looking through the index of this church record, I found
that in 1860, the first son of Karl Wilhelm and Sophie Pfeiffer, Frederick, was
born and baptized. Barbara and Joseph
Kerbl were the second and third godparents. Sophia’s sister, Friederike, was the 4<sup>th</sup>
godparent. Sophie’s uncle, Paul Reutter
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Pfeiffer, in September, 2005 I found the following newspaper article from <i><u>The</u></i>
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<i>Mr. Will Pfeifer’s father died Saturday morning. He and his sister came to this country from
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There are still pieces of the puzzle missing, however. What happened to Barbara’s grand-daughter,
Madaline that appears on the 1900 Census?
What happened to Frederick Kerpel from the 1880 Census? Where are Barbara and her family on other
census records? Those are still puzzles
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So, never discard a photo, read the obituaries, scour the
internet and have lots of patience! You
never know what you will find or where you will find it. Perhaps even you can solve your family
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A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-22986367384113172202019-01-12T22:55:00.000-08:002019-01-12T22:55:29.509-08:0052 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge: Week 1 - FIRST<br />
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I have had an interest in my family's history since I was in high school. My mother's sister had created an outline of their side of the family on their mother's side. It was mostly names and dates, but listed great-grandparents down to my generation. On my father's side, there had been a rough outline made that went back to my dad's great-great grandfather.<br />
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Through the years, my dad's parents always said they were probably 5th or 6th cousins. In 1998, I decided to find out exactly what that relationship was. In taking that step, it created many, many firsts for me.<br />
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My paternal grandparents, Flossie Elizabeth Wallington and Vernon Lance</div>
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I went to the Medina Library to start my research. I had no clue what I was looking for or even where to look for it. My grandparents were both born in Medina County so I felt that was the obvious place to look. I did find some books written by Sharon Kraynek Beachy that were newspapers snippits from different years. I was busily taking notes. I did not have a cell phone to take pictures. After awhile, a lady came in to the genealogy room and started pulling microfilm rolls. She knew what she was doing! Of course, we got to talking, and I told her I was researching the Lance and Halliwill/Halliwell names. She said, "Oh, there's lots of those around!" She gave me the names of 3 or 4 people to contact while we were talking. Before she left, she gave me her business card - she was Sharon Kraynek Beachy! I went home and started calling the names she had given me. Each one of them said, "But, you need to talk to the lady in Michigan." So, I called the lady in Michigan. Her husband was a Lance. She knew immediately who I was talking about and inquiring about. She asked if she could call me back in a few minutes because she had to get her 4 inch thick book. I said certainly.<br />
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Before she called me back, I knew back to my great-great grandparents on my dad's side. There was some uncertainty about my 2nd great grandmother's maiden name as she was listed as Sarah Lance in everyone's records. When Rosemary Lance called me back, within a very few minutes, she had me back to my 4th great-grandfather! I was in heaven. She then offered to send me the pages of the book that pertained to my family. And, within a few days they arrived in the mail. I was getting hooked in this thing called genealogy!<br />
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One find lead to another find. Was I destined to be the next family historian? Information and pictures and other things seemed to flow to me. Within the first year, I obtained so many things that I felt like I needed to put an addition on the house for a museum.<br />
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My mother's grandmother's wedding nightgown</div>
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I finally decided that I needed to join a group that was involved in genealogy. I found the Lorain County Chapter of the Ohio Genealogical Society which was local to me. I joined the group wanting to know that I was doing my genealogy the right way and to learn more about how to do it. Within the first year with this chapter, I was asked to be president. Hey, wait a minute - I'm new to this stuff, what do I know about being a president? After giving it some thought, I agreed. The first year was a real challenge for me. I did not like public speaking, my knees shook when I was in charge of the meetings, I could not eat on the day of a meeting. I had to make sure everything was just right. I served 2 terms (4 years) as president. By the end of that time, I could eat and even take a nap the afternoon before the meeting! I went on to serve another term as president and have served as their treasurer, and am currently their webmaster.<br />
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Meanwhile, I started working on my family in earnest. I had also become a member of the Medina Genealogical Society, in Medina, Ohio. They were just starting their lineage societies. I worked on my paperwork to be accepted. There were a few things I still had to learn. Donna Gruber was the lineage chair for the society. She was a certified genealogist and very detailed in what she expected. My main shortfall was a lack of source citations. I didn't know about them! Remember, I was still new to this. But, I sure learned in a hurry! I had the documents, but not necessarily the source information and I did a lot of backtracking to obtain that very information. It is now my priority to source anything I find so it saves me from the backtracking I had to do before.<br />
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Being involved with the Medina Genealogical Society, I was asked to be their president. I accepted. For awhile, I was president of both Lorain and Medina at the same time. Both chapters grew and prospered.<br />
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At the time I became president of the Lorain County Chapter, there was a representative from the Ohio Genealogical Society called a District Trustee. She was in charge of the Cleveland District encompassing 5 counties: Lorain, Medina, Cuyahoga, Ashtabula, and Lake. Her name was Jean Barnes. Jean was there from the beginning. She always said she thought she was going to have to scoop me off the floor during my very first meeting of being in charge. I think it came close.<br />
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As my friendship developed with Jean, she took me under her wing. Little did I know what she was actually grooming me for. She took me to other meetings within the Cleveland District. I learned so much from that experience. I met new people, I learned new things. Always learning. Ultimately, Jean was grooming me to replace her as the Cleveland District Trustee. The first step was become a Trustee for the Ohio Genealogical Society. Now, it is getting serious. Upon election as a trustee, I also was asked to be Membership Chair for the society. I agreed, but have to admit, I didn't accomplish much in that position. I changed to Education Chair. Much better. I joined other committees. My biggest joy was being on the planning committee for the building of the new Samuel D. Isaly Library of the Ohio Genealogical Society. How totally gratifying to see everything come together to create one of the finest genealogical libraries around. Eventually, I ran for first vice-president of OGS. I debated long and hard about running for president. I finally felt the time was right to do so and in 2014 I was sworn in to the office of president by Jean Barnes. It has been a humbling and gratifying experience. The horizons expanded beyond my expectations.<br />
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Another member of the board when I first joined was Susan Zacharias. Susan encouraged me to go to a FGS conference with her. We went to Springfield, IL for that illuminating experience. She introduced me to many of the national speakers and others involved in FGS. It was at this conference I met for the first time, George G. Morgan and Drew Smith. They ended up having supper with Sue and I one night and a life-long friendship has resulted.<br />
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George G. Morgan was the chair of the membership committee for FGS at that time. He asked me to serve. I did serve for about a year and a half. Thank you, George, for that opportunity.<br />
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I am currently the lineage chair for Lorain County. I am also the lineage chair for First Families of Ohio, where applicants have to prove their family was in Ohio prior to 1820. I created Century Families of Ohio for the Ohio Genealogical Society. For Lorain County, our family is the only family currently with 4 generations in their lineage groups. A very proud accomplishment.<br />
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But wait, let's go back to the beginning of this story. I wanted to find out the true relationship of my dad's parents, remember? It turns out that they were full 3rd cousins. The Lances and the Halliwills/Halliwells intertwined from the time of my 3rd great-grandparents. Each set of 4th great-grandparents had 12 children. They were neighbors. I actually have 3 sets of great-great grandparents that were 1st cousins. My 2nd great-grandfather, John Lance married his 1st cousin, Sarah Lance. So, her maiden name was her married name.<br />
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When I started on this journey, I said that I was on a path and I did not know where it was going to take me, but I was going to enjoy the journey. I have so enjoyed this journey. And, I have to really thank everyone that has a part in making it happen. I couldn't have done it without you! I am still following the path.<br />
<br />A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-84172069588282968202017-07-21T10:46:00.000-07:002017-07-21T10:46:56.199-07:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR SISTER<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My sister, Gloria was born when I was one year, one month and one day old. My parents were living in a very small trailer and my dad was working 3rd shift. My dad was 29 and my mom was 23. </span><br />
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When we were 2 and 3, my parents bought a home in Elyria, OH that we lived in until we got married. In 1961 my parents sold their home to my mother's sister and her family and they still own the home. In 1945 another sister joined the family and in 1956 our brother joined the family. In 1961 our parents moved to Prescott, Arizona for new adventures. But, that's another story.<br />
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Being the "middle" child after 1945, there were times that Gloria and my younger sister sided together, and there were times that Gloria and I sided together. Rarely was it all 3 girls on the same page!<br />
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We attended Ely School which was one block from our house. Back in "those" days, we got an hour and a half for lunch and we could go home for lunch. Often, one of our teachers joined us as they were also friends of the family. <br />
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Gloria learned to play the violin, the flute, and the piano. Gloria was an avid reader. In high school she was in band, and so was I. Oh the fun we had. Summer band camp was held at the grade school at the end of our street. It was easy for us to get to. Gloria also loved art and art projects. Of course, our mother was a creative person and she always encouraged our endeavors. Mom just didn't teach us how to cook or sew - those were her domains!<br />
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There are many memories of family vacations in our homemade camping trailer. Favorite destinations were Arizona and Colorado, but we saw a great deal of the United States from the Smokey Mountains to New England (somehow missed Washington, D.C.); from Niagra Falls to the Minnesota iron ranges; from the Dakotas to the Ozarks.<br />
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In the summer of 1961, Gloria married her high school sweetheart. They had two sons together. The family lived in Lorain, Ohio - Elyria, Ohio - and Prescott, Arizona.In 1971 her husband was killed while walking late at night. In 1977, their oldest son was killed in a tragic motorcycle accident in Prescott, Arizona.<br />
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As a single mother, she did the best she could do for her sons. She bought a home and held different jobs from waitressing to home care.<br />
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To create a fresh start, she moved to California. She certainly had new adventures while she was there. She eventually found a great job working with children who were physically and mentally challenged. She lived in Orange County and not that far from the Pacific Ocean. My husband and I visited her and certainly enjoyed the area.<br />
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When our mother suddenly died in 1999, new choices were once again presented. Gloria ended up buying mom's mobile home and property from the estate. She moved a new modular home on to the lot and has spent a great deal of time and love in making it a beautiful place to live.<br />
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She is now closer to her youngest son and his family - 3 granddaughters, and 4 great-granddaughters. She is a nanny for a young professional family and those kids are her second family.<br />
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Happy 74th Birthday to my sister, Gloria!A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-51516675940059093692017-01-02T11:55:00.001-08:002017-01-02T11:55:43.808-08:00My Dad - Wayne Lance January 2, 2017 - Today, my dad would have been 103 - Jiminy Cricket wanted to live to be 103 - so did my dad! Dad died in 2012 at the age of 98+. My dad shared his birthday with his father, who was 28 at the time dad was born. My dad was 28 when I was born.<br />
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Born in Homerville, Ohio, his parents were older when he was born. He remained an only child until he was 14 years old and his parents adopted a baby girl they named Mildred. </div>
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Four generations - Margaret being held by great-grandmother Carrie Lance, with grandfather, Vernon Lance and dad, Wayne Lance about 1943</div>
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I have mentioned before that dad was a musician for most of his life. He played various instruments including the trumpet, guitar, ukulele, harmonica, piano and organ. After he graduated from high school, he went to Chicago to attend the Sherwood Music School. His dream was to be a music teacher in the public schools. After a year at Sherwood, it became financially impossible for him to continue. He returned to Ohio and found factory work. He maintained his musical ambitions to a point by playing in small dance bands and for private affairs. He became a church organist for several churches during his life. At the age of 95 he was playing his organ at a local coffee shop in Prescott, AZ.</div>
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Dad was 25 when he married my mother, Allene. He was 7 years older than she was. They had met at a school musical function. My parents were married for 39 years before they divorced. They had 4 children; me, Gloria, Janet and when I was 14, my brother, David, was born.</div>
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Dad worked at a foundry in Spencer, OH when I was born. He had worked at Eagle Rubber in Ashland, OH making balloons. My dad had no sense of smell. But he said he could smell the ammonia fumes from the large vats the balloons were dipped in to. By 1945 my parents were living in Elyria, OH and bought a home on Lafayette St. Dad was working for Romec Pump - later Lear-Seigler - as a tool and die machinist.</div>
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When I was 5, my dad started teaching me how to play the piano. I continued to play and take lessons until I graduated from high school. I can remember sitting at the piano that was sitting in the middle of the room, as they were removing wallpaper in the living room. Dad tried teaching my sisters, but they weren't as in to it. We all played other instruments, though. I played clarinet and bassoon, Gloria played flute and violin, Janet played trumpet and violin, and our brother David learned piano/keyboard and guitar. (My mother had played the violin and piano as well).</div>
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Dad built our camping trailer from a blueprints he ordered from a magazine. I have the original blueprints. This camping outfit took us to the Smokey Mountains, to New England in to Canada. To upper Michigan, down through Wisconsin and the Wisconsin Dells, to Minnesota and the iron-ore ranges; to North and South Dakota. We saw Mt. Rushmore and the new sculpture of Chief Crazy Horse that was just starting to be made. Many of our trips were to the southwest and to Colorado. We all loved Colorado. We rode the Durango-Silverton Railroad; we climbed the ladders and trails in Mesa Verde. We crossed the bridge at the Royal Gorge and rode the little train with signs that said "Deadwood Ahead". Sure enough, there was a pile of dead wood! We rode the incline at the Royal Gorge. We went to the top of Pike's Peak. We camped at Dinosaur National Park. We camped at the Grand Canyon and saw the canyon in the light of the full moon. We took a jeep tour of Monument Valley and it touched our hearts as to the life of the Navajos that lived there. They were just starting to build water tanks for water supplies in the mid-1950's. We went to White Sands, New Mexico and to Santa Fe and Albuquerque. We went to Tucson, Phoenix, Sedona and Prescott in Arizona. It was a magical time and we saw so much. Dad loved to travel and see new things.</div>
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In 1961, my dad decided his family was moving to Prescott, Arizona. He left his job at Lear Seigler, 3 years short of full retirement; sold their home to my mother's sister; packed up and headed west. My brother David and my sister Janet went with them. Gloria and I were both married.</div>
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Dad never really found a steady job after going to Arizona. He delivered newspapers, he worked as custodian at the local theater, he found playing jobs, he sold organs and pianos, he taught music, he became organist for the First Congregational Church. After my parents divorced, he moved to Cottonwood, Arizona and bought a music store there, but it didn't work out for him.</div>
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Dad was married and divorced two more times. My mom never remarried.</div>
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Dad was a technical person. He loved new gadgets. He learned to develop his own pictures and had a darkroom in the basement. The little room beside the furnace also was his "radio shack" where he was a ham radio operator K7LRN (lizards, rattlesnacks, navajo). When the computer became affordable, he loved it. He never mastered it, but he could instant message with me from Arizona to Ohio twice a day. When I asked him once what he thought the greatest invention was in his lifetime, he said without hesitation - the computer!</div>
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A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-84703730449995144172014-03-18T21:11:00.001-07:002014-03-18T21:11:40.903-07:00Lunch with an Ancestor<b>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</b>.
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March 16 — If you could have lunch with any female family member
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I would go to lunch with my cousin, Lela Carson Johnson Burge. Lela was my dad's half first cousin. Lela's mother and my grandmother were half sisters. Growing up, Lela always told us we were "distantly" related. Hah! She was a special person in our lives and in mine particularly. Lela was also the storyteller in the family circle. We hung on her every word. She lived through the depression. She lived in Colorado and California as well as in Ohio. She lost her only son in a WWII flight training accident. She was a music teacher. She was a grand lady standing not quite 5 foot tall, if that.<br />
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I would love to have lunch with her - again - and talk about our family to learn even more. She had insisted that her grandmother had not divorced her first husband to marry a second time. (That is a whole different story). Yet, I did find the divorce record. I would want to know more about her grandmother and her second husband (and the first husband, too) I would love to tell her how much I have learned about our family - the good and the bad. She might be a bit appalled that I found the divorce record, though.<br />
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I always thought of her as a third grandma. An overnight at her place was always an experience. Lela lived to be almost 106 years of age. She had a lifetime of stories of her own to tell.<br />
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We would go on a picnic in a park with a river or water flowing neaerby. Sandwiches and lemonade with plenty of pickles on the side. Cookies for dessert.<br />
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<br />A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-16470593492336789812014-03-18T10:13:00.000-07:002014-03-18T10:13:27.673-07:00Newsmakers<b>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</b>.
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March 14 — Newsmakers? Did you have a female ancestor who made the
news? Why? Was she famous or notorious? Did she appear in the social
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My mother's sister, Norma Werner Kraps, was an avid bird watcher. When my sisters and I were young, we would go hiking in the local park with the Audubon group to seek out our feathered friends. We learned the calls of the birds, and the colorings and markings of the birds. My aunt could tell from the song she heard what was in the area. She worked with scouting groups and was a guide to many.<br />
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In 1958 the Elyria Audobon Society was formed (Ohio) and in 2008, Norma was among a handful of members being recognized for their long-time association with the organization. Norma held all offices in the society.<br />
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Her special bird watching apparel was a pink hat and her binoculars. As her eyesight deteriorated due to macular degeneration, she got stronger binoculars until she could only recognize the songs of her feathered friends telling of their presence.<br />
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She traveled the United States always alert for new sightings and new adventures.<br />
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Thanks, my dear Aunt Norma, for the love of your feathered friends.<br />
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A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-82212362959114437152014-03-15T08:32:00.000-07:002014-03-15T08:32:34.084-07:00A Six Word Memoir<strong>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</strong>.
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March 15 — Write a <a href="http://www.theaccidentalgenealogist.com/2008/02/your-life-story-in-just-six-words-as.html#comments" target="_blank">six-word memoir</a> tribute to one of your female ancestors.<br />
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March 13 — Moment of Strength: share a story where a female ancestor showed courage or strength in a difficult situation.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I have to admire the strength and courage of my great-grandmother, Augusta Sprengel Werner. She and her husband, Anton, lived in the most northern part of Germany near Koningsberg. It is said that they were peasants on a farm and had little food to eat. The landowner would lock the excess food away so his peasants wouldn't be able to get to it. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">In March of 1888, Anton set out for the United States. Former tenants on the same farm had previously come to the United States and urged Anton and his family to come for a better life. Anton left behind his family knowing they would re-unite soon.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Anton made his way to Grafton, Ohio where he worked in the sandstone quarries. He worked very hard to have a home for when his family when join him.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Either just before, or just after Anton departed Germany, Augusta gave birth to their second son, Otto. The records indicate that Otto was either 2 weeks old or 2 months old when Augusta and her two sons set sail for America in April of 1888. The church record from Elyria, Ohio indicates that Otto was born in March of 1888.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It is not known if Augusta traveled with friends or family. It is known that she had two small children with her. She was leaving the only life she had ever known for an unknown future. Augusta was 27 years old. Family stories tell us that on the ship, Augusta became very ill. They were traveling in steerage. <span><span>Her worldly
possessions were only a feather bed and a wicker trunk</span></span><i><span>. </span></i>It is said that without the help and assistance of the other passengers, she would have died on that trip. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Augusta did survive the trip. She never learned to speak English very well and insisted her children speak German at home. Of course, being born in the United States, they were only learning German from their parents. It was difficult for the children. Six more children were born including my grandfather after they settled in to a life in Grafton, Ohio.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Would I have the same courage to make that kind of a move on my own? To move away from my family and all I knew? Time and circumstances dictate our choices in life. Perhaps it is just knowing you would have the opportunity have a better life or make a change that would be worth it in the end.</span></span><br />
<br />A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-68423713233065696212014-03-12T10:12:00.001-07:002014-03-12T10:12:18.216-07:00March 12 - Working Outside the Home<strong>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</strong>.
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March 12 — Working girl: Did your mother or grandmother work outside the home? What did she do? Describe her occupation.<br />
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For the first 22 years of her married life, my mother was a stay-at-home mom. My parents were married in 1939. Three daughters were born between 1942 and 1945. My father made a living as a machinist in a factory and was a musician on the weekends which brought in extra money that was used for our yearly vacations. My brother was born in 1956 when I was 14 years old. He had four mothers! In the summer of 1961 my parents decided to move from Ohio to Prescott, Arizona.<br />
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This move meant that my dad was giving up a secure job and only a few short years until he earned his full pension right. The house was nearly paid off. They sold the house to my mother's sister and her family. They packed up the trailer, and looking like a gypsy caravan they started out on their new adventures.<br />
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Once in Arizona, dad found it difficult to find a job. Prescott, Arizona, even in the 1960's was considered a retirement community. There were no factories or major industries. He started teaching music and playing dinner music in restaurants. There were still two children at home.<br />
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In order to supplement the household income, mom found a job as a "nanny" or babysitter to her doctor's family of 5 children. She bonded well with that family and was with them for several years. She finally found a job working with the local public library. Because she loved books so dearly, this was the perfect job for her. She rarely worked the front desk preferring to be behind the scenes. She learned to repair book bindings and often traveled to the branch libraries to give instructional classes to other librarians. She truly loved what she did.<br />
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A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-8073015405937622782014-03-11T11:13:00.000-07:002014-03-11T11:13:01.506-07:00An Early Demise<strong>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</strong>.
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March 11 — Did you have any female ancestors who died young or from
tragic or unexpected circumstances? Describe and how did this affect the
family?<br />
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Today's prompt will lead me to my husband's great-grandmother Elizabeth Ann Blanchett Cheney. Elizabeth was born in Portsmouth, England in 1830. She came to America with her family while a young girl. Her family moved to Avon, Lorain County, Ohio. In 1862, at the age of 32, she married Reuben Cheney. This was Reuben's second marriage, as his first wife had died in October of 1861. She left behind three young girls born in 1857, 1860 and 1861. Only one of those daughters lived to adulthood to raise her own family. The other two daughters died in 1879 and 1880.<br />
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Reuben need a mother for his three young daughters. He was living in Coldwater, Michigan at the time. However, before that first marriage, he had also lived in Avon, Lorain County, Ohio which is where he undoubtedly met Elizabeth. He returned to Lorain County to marry Elizabeth and took her to Coldwater. <br />
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Elizabeth and Reuben had 5 children, including two sets of twins. The oldest daughter was born in 1863, the first set of twins in 1865, and the second set of twins on June 2, 1867. There were four girls and one boy. On the 13th of June in 1867, Elizabeth died from complications of childbirth.<br />
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Reuben was distraught. He now had eight children to take care of including newborn twins. He returned to Lorain County for his third wife, Matilda Chester, who was 45 years old. They were married in October of 1867. They had no children. They had no children. This was Matilda's fourth marriage. She had at least one daughter by a previous marriage.<br />
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Sometime, before 1870, the only son of Reuben and Elizabeth was sent back to Ohio to live with his mother's parents, Henry Howe and Elizabeth [Reed] Blanchett. The family was being shifted around. Some of his sisters were living with brothers and sisters of Reuben in the Coldwater area. Only three of Reuben's daughters were living with him in the 1870 census. His third wife, Matilda, is not listed with him in the 1870 Census. By 1870, Matilda had filed for divorce.<br />
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The last set of twins also died early, one at the age of 7, and the other at the age of 22, a wife of two years, and the mother of an 11 week old baby.<br />
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The son sent to Ohio, Charles Cheney, was my husband's grandfather. We know that he went back and forth to Michigan as he got older to help his father on the farm. Charles' remaining sisters often came to Ohio to visit him as well. If Charles had stayed in Michigaan, his family line could be much different. Fortunately, he married a girl from Avon, Ohio and they stayed in Ohio to raise their family.<br />
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Reuben married at least once more, if not twice after the 1871 divorce. He died in 1888 in Coldwater, Michigan. He was 64 years old.<br />
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It is hard to imagine your family being raised by other people. Even in today's world, these situations still occur. When I see my own family around me, I am so thankful that life's circumstances have been kind to us.A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-85849456433606808682014-03-10T10:10:00.002-07:002014-03-10T10:10:59.617-07:00Religion in the family<strong>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</strong>.
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March 10 — What role did religion play in your family? How did your
female ancestors practice their faith? If they did not, why didn’t they?
Did you have any female ancestors who served their churches in some
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My great-great-grandmother, Sophia Reugger Pfeiffer, and her husband Charles were early supporters of the Evangelical and Reformed Lutheran Church in Valley City, Ohio. Sophia's father had been instrumental in building the church as had Charles Pfeiffer. Sophia and Charles eventually transitioned to the Belden Methodist Church where a stained glass window remembers their presence in the church.<br />
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Sophia's daughter-in-law, Cora Benton Pfeiffer was very active in promoting missionary work though the Litchfield Congregational Church. She was also active in many of the women's groups.<br />
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Cora's daughter, my grandmother, Viola Pfeiffer Werner was active in later years in the Sullivan Congregational Church with the women's organizations of her church.<br />
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My father's mother, Flossie Wallington Lance, was active in the Sullivan Christian Church her in ladies' circles.<br />
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My mother, Allene Werner Lance, was active in both the Christian Church and Congregational Church in Elyria, Ohio where she taught Sunday School and was on the buildling committee of the Christian Church.<br />
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At one time I was a Sunday School teacher at the First Congregational Church of Elyria, Ohio and supported many of their social activities for families. I also sang in the choir there.<br />
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A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-37384307239280130092014-03-09T11:55:00.000-07:002014-03-09T11:55:47.545-07:00Fearless Females - March 9 - A Family Document<b>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</b>.
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March 9 — Take a family document (baptismal certificate, passenger
list, naturalization petition, etc.) and write a brief narrative using
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This is the church record from St. John's Lutheran Church in Elyria, Ohio for my great-grandparents, Anton and Augusta Sprengel Werner. This shows their first two sons were born in Germany as were Anton and Augusta. This record also shows the names of the second and third wives of Anton after the death of his first wife, Auguste. These names were not previously known in whole to the family. My grandfather, Edward, is child number six born in Grafton, Ohio 15 February 1896.A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-75030371043024791882014-03-08T18:13:00.002-08:002014-03-08T18:13:57.895-08:00Fearless Females - Catching Up!March 6 — <i>Describe an heirloom you may have inherited from a female
ancestor (wedding ring or other jewelry, china, clothing, etc.) If you
don’t have any, then write about a specific object you remember from
your mother or grandmother, or aunt (a scarf, a hat, cooking utensil,
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I have several heirlooms, so this was a difficult choice to make. Perhaps my most treasured heirloom is the wedding nightgown of my great-grandmother, Cora B. Benton Pfeiffer. This treasure came in to my safe-keeping a few years ago. My great-aunt, a sister of my grandmother, and a daughter of Cora, had passed away and her son was giving me some family treasures. He handed me a brown paper shopping bag that had written on the outside:" In this Bag - Cora Benton Pfeiffer's wedding night gown, and family christening dress". Both pieces of apparel were made identically, out of the same material with the same crocheted trim. Cora Benton and Henry Pfeiffer were married in 1892.<br />
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The shoulders of the nightgown are very narrow. Cora was a very petite lady, probably just under 5 foot in heighth. The gown is made of a fine cotton muslin. There is a hand crocheted scalloped trip around the neck, the wrists, and down the front. There are extremely narrow pin tucks down the front of the gown. Cora's sister was a seamstress, and it is believed that she may have made both items. The Christening Dress does not have a button down front, but the overall pattern is the same. I have no pictures of any of Cora and Henry's 8 children in the Christening Dress.<br />
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March 7 — <i>Share a favorite recipe from your mother or grandmother’s
kitchen. Why is this dish your favorite? If you don’t have one that’s
been passed down, describe a favorite holiday or other meal you shared
with your family.</i><br />
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This one is so easy for me! After my mother passed away, I found a cookbook from the church her mother attended in Sullivan, Ohio. My mother was a fond collector of cook books. In this cookbook, the ladies of the church hand wrote their favorite recipes and they were put in book form. There were a few receipes there in my grandmother's handwriting. A few years prior to finding the cookbook, one of my mother's sister had brought a rhubarb pie to a family gathering. Everyone loved that pie. The recipe for that pie was in the cookbook. It has become a family favorite.<br />
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March 8 — <i>Did one of your female ancestors leave a diary, journal, or collection of letters? Share an entry or excerpt.</i><br />
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Walnuts were very plentiful then.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We
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bushel.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We would get about ten bushels
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boil it at night in a shack in the woods.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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doing it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That would be around the month
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<br />A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-16272793793043521892014-03-05T09:30:00.001-08:002014-03-05T09:31:11.584-08:00How did they meet?<b>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</b>.
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March 5 — How did they meet? You’ve documented marriages, now, go
back a bit. Do you know the story of how your parents met? Your
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My parents, Wayne Lance and Allene Werner met at a high school musical event. My dad had already graduated from high school and was in a musical group that played for many school events.<br />
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My dad's parents, Vernon and Flossie Wallington Lance said they met at a family reunion at Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio. These grandparents were the impetus to get me started in genealogy. They had always said they were 5th or 6th cousins, but I found out they were actually full 3rd cousins.</div>
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Flossie Wallington Lance and Vernon Lance</div>
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A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-37884702185685255692014-03-04T09:50:00.000-08:002014-03-04T09:50:14.888-08:00Marriages <strong>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</strong>.
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March 4 — Do you have marriage records for your grandparents or
great-grandparents? Write a post about where they were married and when.
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Edward A. Werner and Viola B. Pfieffer, my mother's parents, were married on 12 March 1918 at the parsonage of the Congregational Church in Medina, Ohio along with Viola's sister, Irene B. Pfeiffer and Clarence Wise. Viola was 24 years old and Ed was 22 years old. According to my grandmother's notes, the day was very spring like and robins were in great abundance that day. After the ceremony the two couples returned to the home of the brides' parents where a big dinner was held for the newlyweds. While I do not have a wedding picture, I do have a picture of the 40th anniversary celebration of these two couples held in 1958 at my parents' home in Elyria, OH. My grandfather died in 1963 and my grandmother died in 1991.<br />
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Vernon Lance and Flossie Wallington, my father's parents, were married in Spencer, Ohio on Christmas Eve in1907. Flossie was 19 years old and Vernon was 21. I have not heard many stories of their wedding. Flossie's mother had died in 1904, and her father died in 1908. Vernon and Flossie were married for 65 years before Vernon died in 1973. Flossie died in 1975.</div>
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A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-90444461823569937072014-03-03T09:57:00.000-08:002014-03-03T09:57:43.544-08:00Where did my name come from?<b>Fearless Females: 31 Blogging Prompts to Celebrate Women’s History Month</b>.
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March 3 — Do you share a first name with one of your female
ancestors? Perhaps you were named for your great-grandmother, or your
name follows a particular naming pattern. If not, then list the most
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I did not realize until I was an adult that my name came from the middle names of my mother's sisters, Leah Margaret Werner and Norma Lucille Werner. My Aunt Leah was 16 when I was born, and my Aunt Norma was 19. Leah was still in high school and Norma was working at Wright Patterson Air Force Base in Dayton, OH. She said she did not get to see me until I was about six months old.<br />
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Today, I choose my grandmother, Viola Barbara Pfeiffer Werner. Viola was the 2nd child and the first daughter of Henry and Cora Benton Pfeiffer. She was born on Christmas Eve in 1894. There would be 8 children in this family, 4 boys and 4 girls. Four years after Viola was born, the 4th child of the family, Irene Bessie Pfeiffer, was also born on Christmas Eve. These two sisters maintained an extremely close relationship throughout their lives. Both became teachers in the early one-room schools of Grafton Township in Lorain County Ohio. They had a double wedding on 12 March 1918. Each had 3 daughters.<br />
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Grandma Vi was a person who always wanted to "know more". She was an early graduate of Kent State University, she taught school, she was a musician, and she was a photographer. She took and developed her own pictures - you know, those postcard pictures on the heavy cardboard. She wasn't afraid to take on new challenges. She was active in her church and in the Eastern Star.<br />
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This is just a short glimpse into the life of my grandma. She died in September of 1991. <br />
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My grandmother was the pianist in a small musical group. She played both piano and violin. This picture was probably taken around 1918-1920. I chose this picture because it shows the musical tradition that has been a strong part of our family over the years. <br />
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<br />A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-77475200173523348592013-11-26T21:17:00.002-08:002013-11-26T21:17:33.065-08:00ANNIVERSARIES OF OUR ANCESTORSToday, as my husband and I celebrate our 53rd anniversary, I reflect back on how long our ancestors were married. I compiled a list of anniversaries three years ago for our 50th anniversary. It is an interesting side to researching!<br />
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My husband and I were married 53 years ago today. There was snow on the ground, but it was warm enough that heavy winter coats were not needed. We had a simple ceremony with the reception held in the church reception rooms. My mother made my wedding dress, and the dress of my sister, who was my bridesmaid. I had a borrowed veil. We lived in an upstairs apartment next to the house of my husband's parents. My husband often walked to work which was about 2-3 blocks away.<br />
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My parents. Wayne Lance and Allene Werner, were married on June 30, 1939 at the home of my mother's parents near Sullivan, Ohio. My parents met through social functions at the high school. My dad was six years older than my mother. They were married for <b>35 1/2 years</b> when they divorced in 1977.<br />
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My husband's parents, Robert S. Cheney and Edna Stineman, were married just over <b>44 years</b> when Robert died in 1976. Robert was from Avon, Lorain County, Ohio and Edna was from the area of Bucyrus, Crawford County, Ohio. Bob liked to drive around in his car and ended up in Bucyrus many times where he met Edna working in the Woolworth's store. Bob and Edna eloped to Cumberland, Maryland to be married on October 28, 1931.<br />
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Sophia Reugger's parents were George Michael (Michael George) Ruegger and Christina Steinle. They were married March 1, 1835 in Germany and had <b>47 years</b> of marriage when Michael died in 1872.</div>
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Cora Benton's parents were William S. Benton and Louise Allice Kilmer who were married on December 5, 1867. This marriage had the biggest age difference between husband and wife. William was 46 at the time of the marriage (his first marriage) and Allice was only 16. William died suddenly in 1874 giving them only 7 years of marriage. Allice was pregnant with their 4th child when William died.</div>
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That simple remark led to quite a discussion of musical talents within my family. It is an inherit trait that comes from both sides of my family. I started learning to play piano when I was 5 years old. The piano was sitting in the middle of the living room as wallpaper was being stripped from the walls. My dad was my teacher. I've mentioned before his musical talents. In 5th grade we could start learning a musical instrument. I started with the clarinet. I used my Aunt Millie's one piece silver clarinet. I played that clear through high school. In the 8th grade, my band director asked me to learn to play the bassoon as he needed a bassoonist for the high school band. I really did enjoy that instrument. In high school, I was in marching band, concert band, and the orchestra. In marching band, I played either the clarinet or the glockenspiel that you carried in front of you.<br />
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I had two sisters and one brother. My sisters were taught piano, but they never really enjoyed it. My brother was also taught to play piano and he has used it much more. One sister learned to play the trumpet, one sister played the violin and flute, and my brother played trumpet, guitar, and keyboards.<br />
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My mother also had musical talents in that she had learned to play the piano enough to get by with. She also had played the violin.<br />
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My mother's mother was also a piano player and had played the violin. She had bought her violin from a Sear's catalog in the early 1900's. That violin was used by my mother, my sister, my daughter, and my grandchildren! It has a lovely tone to it and is considered a 3/4 size violin. My grandmother was also ahead of her time as she played in a small dance band with 3 guys! How progressive she was.<br />
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I had one daughter that played violin and drums (she was also in the marching band), one daughter played violin and clarinet, but stuck with the violin for high school, and my son had different musical talents in that he played the radio.<br />
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My husband played the accordion. Some years, we were able to play Christmas music together as a family with some of the simpler Carols.<br />
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My father's family line is reported to have been a very musical family with many playing different kinds of instruments to fine singers. This is documented back to at least my 3rd if not 4th great-grandfathers.<br />
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Yes, I just may go watch the parade on Monday!<br />
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A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-67886240525898681022013-05-24T12:25:00.000-07:002013-05-24T12:25:37.968-07:00The Flowers of SpringI love to walk around my yard in the spring and watch the growth and new life that returns. I have some favorites that have come from other family members. <br />
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A few years ago, one of my aunts gave me some woodland ferns and columbines. The ferns have disappeared, but the columbines continue to flourish. The breeze likes to shift the seeds around the yard, so I never quite know where they will appear next year. In varying shades of lavender they make quite a special display. <br />
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Also in the moist, shady spot of the back yard, I have a small group of jack-in-the-pulpit that has thrived for the 40 years we've lived in this location. The coral bells seem to like that area of the yard as well. <br />
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I have some beautiful fall lilies that came from my mother-in-law's yard. There are yellow lilies and some with a deep maroon color. I just have to keep all the weeds out of that little patch.<br />
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A couple of years ago, my daughter gave me a start of a lilac bush. It is growing well and bloomed very nicely this year. I love the scent of lilac wafting past me as I walk through the back yard.<br />
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Against my back deck, I have 3 special plants growing. One is an antique rose bush - Fantine LaTour - which they say is so old, they don't know exactly how old it is. The blooms last one day in a beautiful purplish-pink color. The second day, the blossoms are more withered. I got the start of this rosebush from my father, in Arizona. He had gotten a start from a first cousin, who had gotten their start from my father's mother, who had lived in Ohio. Since my 4th great-grandparents came to Ohio in 1795, and this rose bush is such an antique, I would like to think that perhaps they brought a start of that bush from New Jersey to Ohio with them as a remembrance of home. Of course, I can't prove that, but I like to think that. My mother always had a huge honeysuckle plant growing beside her home. I was able to get a start of honeysuckle from a plant here in Ohio, and now my honeysuckle bush is as large as hers was. It also draws the hummingbirds, which my mother also loved. The third plant is a hydrangea bush that my other daughter got me one year for Mother's Day. It too is doing extremely well and increases its blooms every year.<br />
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Other flowers in the yard include lily-of-the-valley, two iris plants, pink and dark pink peonies, two very huge hosta plants and a Japanese dogwood tree. The tree was a sapling given away by the local electric company when our oldest grandson was small. The tree is about 19 years old now is a sight to behold when it blooms. There are red and yellow tulips in the spring, balloon flowers, and an Easter lily. I have lost my beautiful coral poppies. <br />
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My walk around the yard brings me special pleasure and special memories of family members that have contributed to our collection over the years. A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-76267751326446449242012-11-06T16:44:00.000-08:002012-11-06T16:59:15.465-08:00Voting for LincolnI never met my father's grandparents on his mother's side. My father never met his grandparents on his mother's side either. Both had died several years before my father was born in 1914. In searching for information on my great-grandparents, I was fortunate enough to run across a few newspaper articles that gave a slight glimpse of who they were.<br />
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My great-grandfather, Thomas Wallington, was born in Northamptonshire, England in 1825. He married his first wife, Sarah Ann Archer, in England. About 1850, or shortly thereafter, Thomas and his family, including twin daughters, sailed for America. I still marvel at the fortitude our ancestors had to make a voyage to the unknown.<br />
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One of his obituaries states that he arrived in the United States with only a shilling in his pocket. Doing odd jobs, he worked his way from New York City to Elyria, Ohio. One of his first jobs was mowing the grass on the public square with a scythe. He went on to other jobs and earned enough money to buy his own farm. Thomas and his family lived in a log cabin not far from downtown.<br />
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The log cabin that this family lived in was less than a mile from where I grew up and went to school. The particular street that this cabin was on always seemed to have a "pull" on my feelings. It wasn't until just a few years ago that I found out why - this is where my great-grandfather had lived!<br />
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Thomas' first wife died. His children were all adults when she passed away. Thomas met and married my great-grandmother Elizabeth Celia Halliwill and they had 3 children, including my grandmother. They lived in Elyria, Ohio for awhile before moving to Spencer, Ohio. The farm they lived on is exactly one mile south of where my youngest daughter now lives.<br />
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Another news article states that he liked to challenge others to walk to Elyria from Spencer quicker than he could. It was a distance of about 12 miles.<br />
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There were two obituaries for Thomas - one for each of his families. The obituary shown here had the most information on him.<br />
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On this election day in 2012, I thought it appropriate to share that my great-grandfather, Thomas Wallington was the first at the polls in 1860 to cast his vote for Abraham Lincoln. He appreciated the fact that he could be a part of something so special.<br />
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I was voter 139 in my precinct this morning - not the first one...<br />
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From <i>The Elyria Republican</i>, Elyria, Ohio - 29 October 1908, Page 1<br />
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<br />A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-34112941166698557482012-10-18T18:13:00.000-07:002012-10-18T18:13:23.019-07:00Memories In The WindI recently drove past my mother's parents farm near Sullivan, Ohio. It was a bittersweet trip.<br />
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When we were young girls in the late 1940's and early 1950's, our greatest summer expectation was to go to Grandma's house for a week or two during the summer. Grandma and Grandpa had a working farm of about 90 acres with a nice stand of woods and the beginning of the Black River that would make it's way to Lake Erie.<br />
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Being city girls, the allure of the farm was always an adventure. There were cows and pigs, chickens, dogs and kittens. There was the big garden that had to be tended and the strawberries that needed to be picked.<br />
There were family reunions both large and small. Tables were set up in the yard and all kinds of food weighed down the boards acting as table tops.<br />
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The farm did not have inside plumbing until the early 1950's. That was a big moment!<br />
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On Sundays, there was the trip to the farm - about a 45 minute ride. Always for holidays, there was a trip to the farm. Holidays were always a time of great feasts. My mother's sisters, both unmarried at the time, were always there as well. After dinner there was always a walk to the woods to look at birds or wildflowers. In the spring we'd sit in the shadow of the budding trees and make circles of Adder Tongue flowers to wear in our hair. Upon returning to the house, a jigsaw puzzle was generally set out on the card table. Once in awhile, somebody played the piano.<br />
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We made hollyhock flower ladies. We watched the steam trains go by on the tracks a quarter mile south of the farm. We WALKED around the 4 square mile block for something to do. Once in awhile we rode our bicycles. I didn't find out until just a couple of years ago that there was a cemetery on that route that had ancestors in it!<br />
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One summer, our parents allowed us to ride our bicycles from our home in the city to the farm. What a grand adventure that was. We practiced riding our bikes in town going up and down hills. There weren't that many hills on our trip, but it was endurance practice. We left home early in the morning. No cell phones. No communication along the way - just 3 young girls on their bicycles with a brown bag lunch in the basket and a change of clothes. (There was always clothes to wear at the farm). Our trip was uneventful and we arrived in good shape. I was allowed to use the telephone (the old wood wall phone with a crank) to call the operator to call home. Our parents came a couple of days later and put the bikes in the trunk of the car to go back home with.<br />
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The farm was "the place" to go. It truly was a refuge from the city.<br />
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A few years ago, long after my grandparents had left the farm, the house caught on fire on a cold, wintery day in January. The house was occupied but everyone got out safely. The whole top floor of the house was gone, and the house was a shell with the memories blowing in the wind. The shell of the house has sat there for several years now. However, this trip, the house was completely gone and there is a stand of weeds where it once stood.<br />
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<br />A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-65129581744438055802012-09-30T10:22:00.000-07:002012-09-30T10:22:38.036-07:00What Not to Submit for a Lineage ApplicationIn most lineage society guidelines and rules there are definite do's and don'ts included. Some are a bit obscure, but overall they are definitive.<br />
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What should you submit:<br />
Actual documentation of the fact you are stating. This would include as many original documents that you can find.<br />
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What you shouldn't submit:<br />
Abstracted indexes, written biographies (unless proving dates), personal family histories, published family histories, and internet information (unless it is an original record and it is sourced).<br />
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The purpose of a lineage application is to document and prove your relationship to your ancestor's. As genealogists, we want the best proof argument we can provide.<br />
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With the addition of so many records on different websites today, it is very easy to succumb to that abstracted index of information we find. However, that abstracted information should lead us back to the original record. The original record is always the best proof document. Remember, an abstract may not always retrieve all of the information found in that document.<br />
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If you live far away from your research area, try using local genealogical societies for research assistance. Local libraries in the area may also help you.<br />
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When I receive an application to review that only has three original documents in a stack of paper one inch thick, I'm not sure if our organization is expressing our wants clearly to potential applicants, or if the applicant is taking the "easy" route and using the quickest and easiest methods that they feel will accomplish their goal.<br />
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Joining a lineage society means that you are documenting your lineage through the best documents and resources that you can find to do that. It is always amazing to me that so many records exist pre-1800 that allow applicants to really put together an interesting and complete application.<br />
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In effect, you are documenting <i>your</i> research skills. You are leaving behind a lasting legacy for future generations to know their individual pasts as well. You want that legacy to be the best resource for those in the future. <br />
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The judges of lineage societies are usually willing to answer questions of applicants and help point them in the right direction. If you have a question, please don't hesitate to ask.A Step in Linehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06207276025716955249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585302892203615567.post-43867074060294664162012-09-03T10:33:00.000-07:002012-09-03T10:33:05.864-07:00A Lasting MemorialA few years ago, I attended the 50th wedding anniversary celebration of a cousin and her husband at the Belden Methodist Church in Belden, Ohio. During the course of conversation, she happened to ask me if I had seen the stained glass window in the sanctuary that honored our ancestors. At that point in time, I had no idea that this window even existed. Of course, I had to go see the window.<br />
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The window faces north, so only indirect light shines through.<br />
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Seeing the names of my great-great grandparents in a stained glass window was a very warming experience for me.<br />
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Charles William (Karl Wilhelm) Pfeiffer came to the United States about 1850 with a sister, Barbara from Germany. While there were several brothers and sisters, it is believed that only these two, from this particular family, dared to venture to the new world. They settled in Cleveland, Ohio for a few years. Barbara married a Joseph Kerble (I would find out 150 years after she came to the U.S and is another story), while Charles married Sophia Ruegger in Medina County Ohio. Sophia and her family had come to the United States when Sophia was about 5 years old in 1847. <br />
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Charles and Sophia had eight children. Their son, Henry, my great-grandfather, also had eight children. Henry married Cora Benton, the daughter of William S. Benton and Allice Killmer/Kilmer.<br />
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Charles Pfeiffer learned the art of brick making with his father in Germany. Charles developed his own brickyard in Belden, Ohio and shipped his brick all over the United States. His brickyard burned as the result of sparks from a passing steam locomotive. It totally devastated him and he really never recovered from the loss of his income.<br />
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