|Volume 6, Issue 3||
August 1, 2003
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Freda Hagquist was born May 2, 1885 in Grafva, Sweden. She was the third of eight children born to Frederick Hagquist and Anna Thompson.
In 1892, Frederick Hagquist and Anna Thompson immigrated with their six children to the United States. Anna was sick (possibly pregnant) during the boat passage. Freda was seven years old at the time. She was a friendly, outgoing little girl and loved to be the center of attention. She used to entertain the other passengers on the boat by singing and dancing for them.
Carl Oscar Mellquist, born February 20, 1886 in Vastergotland, Sweden to Svente Melqvist and Lotta Johansdotter. On June 92, 1912 in South Bend, Indiana, Carl and Freda Married.
Their first child, Russell Carl, was born in South Bend on February 7, 1913. He married in South Bend to Cecelia Margaret Anda.
On November 13, 1915 Freda’s second son, Wilbur F. was born. He married Anne Rasmussen and lived in Cape Coral Florida.
A daughter, Lucille D. was born to Freda on November 11, 1919. Lucille married in South Bend to Neil Geisler.
Carl died in South Bend on February 27, 1969 and Freda died in South Bend on February 21, 1972.
Have you ever been doing your family tree and wondered what a family member was like, what his home might have looked like, what did he do? In your everyday life this type of information about you and your family members doesn’t seem important. You think that moment is embedded in your memory or you think nobody cares how much you paid for that ticket. How often have you looked at a picture many years old and can’t remember who the person is or where or what year it was taken?
Small memories and details like costs of items, pictures of houses, and other everyday details bring family history alive. You no longer have just names and dates. Now you have people that were living and that you can relate to. They become a part of your family, not just a fact.
In this newsletter we are giving a few examples to show how this makes a difference.
William Richard (Dick) Schmidt was born September 22, 1861, one of twelve children born to John Frederick Schmidt, Sr. and Catherine Wilhelmina Euler. He died on February 21, 1948. He remained unmarried and was buried on Frederick Schmidt’s in Bainbridge, Ohio.
The following are notes from one of his nieces:
Dick worked as a plasterer—helped on courthouse—worked for Bringinger, Uncle George Saenger’s uncle. Aunt Lulu said Dick used to cry on her mother’s shoulder, “Lizzie, I’d have been married and had a family too if it hadn’t been for Barb.” Believe the girl’s name was Grieselhuber.
Dick lived at Bainbridge with Grandma and Grandpa for years. Grandma said he was always so thoughtful and helpful. If he’d see her carrying water up the hill (as they had to do), he’d always take the bucket from her and carry it up to the house whereas Grandpa would never have thought to offer to do it.
He drank—told folks that he did so because it saved his life once. On a train trip to the World Fair in St.
Louis, the train was wrecked and many people killed. The only car not demolished was the club car in which he was drinking at the time.
They always said that Uncle Kick lived so long because he carried an onion in his pocket, would go out to the smokehouse and cut himself a piece of sausage when hungry and he had a bottle in the barn.
Aunt Rosa Arnold would always tell about her brother, Dick, coming to Columbus to pay taxes and get drunk. She kept a bed in the attic for him on those occasions. This time he came and celebrated in his usual way. Next morning he came downstairs and she looked him over and said: “Dick, you don’t look like you feel good.”
Dick moaned: “I never slept in such a d—d hard bed in my life.”
When she went upstairs to make his bed, she found that he had slept in a trunk.
After our grandfather died, he lived on in the house with Aunt Minnie and her family. I was there in the summer of 1947 when tragedy struck. Dick came in to breakfast and announced, “Minnie, the cow is dead.” She had calved a day or so before and now they really had problems—no milk, no butter. Minnie had to see that Uncle Jack was called and Uncle Fritz dragged a most reluctant calf up the dirt road to put on one of his cows.
My brother, Bill, was working down there that year. He said he used to take Uncle Dick once a week to the Paint Valley Café—pick him up two hours later. I’m sure Aunt Minnie didn’t approve.
you have family treasures? Something passed down in the family? Maybe
items you have acquired from your home town. Most people have lots of
Display these items around the house in creative ways as accents or a useful part of the house.
Our whole house displays the history of the area. The house itself was built in 1878 as a one room school on land donated by two farmers, whose families are still our neighbors.
The bricks that make up our walkway are street brick from Wabash, Indiana. The front door, with its stained glass, is from a church in Shipshewana, Indiana.
Above the door is a wood cross that Chuck’s grandfather made from the wood of a church pew that the church was discarding when they renovated.
The brick in the center of the house, where our wood burner sits, is decorative sidewalk brick from Tippecanoe, Indiana. Our ceiling fan is from an old grocery store in Bristol, Indiana.
One section of our wall still shows the original brick and wainscot and
has become a display area for what the school once was. We have a double
school desk of the time period, slates, slate pencils, school bell, along
with other school items. There are pictures of the students that went to
our school and old school books that have been passed down through our
family (our ancestors even signed their names in them when they were
Singer has played a big part in both our town and in our family. It was one of the largest employers in South Bend and a lot of our family members worked there. I am also a sewer, so one corner is a display of sewing and weaving items. Included are pictures of our ancestors at work at Singer, a large wool wheel like the one Chuck’s grandmother used, and receipts from the purchase of a Singer sewing machine that an ancestor made.
We have an old Century Studio Camera, made between 1901 and 1907, along with a lot of lens and film plates for the camera, that belonged to a photography studio from our area, that is now out of business. Century Camera Co. was bought out and became Kodak in 1907.
Old carpentry tools that Chucks grandfather
and great grandfather used are displayed on a ledge around the wall.
There is an antique hand crank drill sitting on top of one of our ceiling beams. This drill was used to drill the holes in the beams to put the pegs into. Seemed like an appropriate place to display it.
One of our kitchen cabinets is a Hoosier Cabinet, with a sugar dispenser and coffee grinder. It is being well used every day.
Pictures are everywhere and can be used in many way. Since we cherish family pictures, the originals are stored and only copies are used. Our telephone is an old hand crank wall phone (yes it still works and the bells are very loud). Old family pictures are displayed in antique looking frames in a random fashion around the phone. Or use the pictures to make a quilt, lap throw, or pillows.
My mothers old Singer (made in the 50s) has a place of honor in my craft room and is used as much if not more than my new computer sewing machine.
Let your house tell who your are and where you came from. Don’t hide the past in the attic, let it live and continue to grow.
Have you been on the internet, looking at a perfectly normal site and all of the sudden screens of porn pictures start popping up? You close them and more and more pop up.
We deleted all of our temp files and cookies. Noticed that the address
for the log on home page changed and changed this back. Then rebooted the computer and the porn sites started popping up again.
Next idea, delete our providers (aol, sbc, etc.) program, reboot, and reinstall the program.
Finally the sites stopped popping up. If you have children you may want to keep on the look out for this problem. One of the sites listed itself as a Disney site which may confuse children.
8 individual cream-filled sponge cakes, such as Twinkies
1-1/2 cups buttermilk
1-1/2 Tbs. Oil + additional for frying
1-1/2 tsp. Vanilla extract
1-1/2 cups all-purpose flour, divided
1 tsp. Baking powder
1 tsp. Ground cinnamon
1/2 tsp. Salt
Freeze sponge cakes at least 8 hours or overnight. In measuring cup whisk together buttermilk, 1-1/2 Tbs. Oil and vanilla. In bowl combine 1 cup flour, baking powder, cinnamon and salt. Whisk buttermilk mixture into flour mixture until smooth. Refrigerate until ready to use.
Meanwhile, in deep pot heat 3” oil over high heat until very hot but not smoking, registering 350ºF on deep-frying thermometer. Coat 1 frozen sponge cake in remaining flour. Insert skewer 1-1/2” into sponge cake. Holding sponge cake by skewer dip into batter, using spoon to help cover the sponge cake.
Fry, turning often, until golden brown, 3-4 minutes. Using second skewer to help, remove sponge cake from oil; drain on paper towels. Gently pull skewer out of sponge cake. Repeat with remaining sponge cakes, flour and batter.
|Confirmation picture of Clara Linda Hedwig
Scope, born August 26, 1898 in South Bend, Indiana, daughter of Ernst H.
Scope and Henrietta Wiegand.
Photo was taken March 16, 1913
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