Milton's sister Nina is in this wonderful group photo, but again I don't have identifications yet. I will add to this post when I get more information about this family.
Somewhere in the photo above is Oscar Milton Nelson, who with his wife Violet and son Lloyd in 1930 lived in the house at 803 S. 1st St. in Canon City, CO that my husband and I currently own. According to the Nelson Family Tree at Ancestry.com Milton was born 26 Oct 1891 and Violet was born about 1895 in Kansas. Another Kansas girl living in this house!
Milton's sister Nina is in this wonderful group photo, but again I don't have identifications yet. I will add to this post when I get more information about this family.
At Ancestry.com I found this entry in the 1920 Federal Census for the residents of the house at 803 S. 1st St., in Canon City, CO, which Larry and I now own.
Listed is the family of James N. Seip (pictured at left), his wife Jennie, son George N, and granddaughter Juanita. If found it interesting that George was born in Kansas where I was born. And James was born in Pennsylvania, where my husband was born. Jennie was born in Scotland, the ancestral home of my husband's Jamison family. The Seip Family Tree on Ancestry.com tells us that James Norton Seip was born 4 Dec 1847 in Reading, Berks, PA to Thomas Louis Seip and Keturah Oliver Norton. In 1860 he lived in Atchison, Atchison, KS. In 1870 he resided in Lehigh, Northampton, PA. On 8 Oct 1877 he married Jennie Burns Scott in Kansas City, Jackson, MO. Three years later, in 1880 James and Jennie are listed in the census at Kansas City, Wyandotte, Kansas. In 1900 James and Jennie lived in Leavenworth, Leavenworth, Kansas. By 1910 the family had moved to Florence, Fremont, Colorado, just 7 or 8 miles SW of Canon City. 1920 finds the family in my house here in Canon City and just 8 short years later, on the 28th of April, 1928 James died and is buried in our local Lakeside Cemetery. Jennie died on October 1, 1938 in Canon City and is buried in Wheat Ridge, Jefferson, Colorado.
The children listed for James and Jennie Seip by BridgetMcArthur on her Ancestry Tree are Charles, born 1873, George N, born 1873, William, born 1873, Elizabeth Keturah "Bessie", 1881-1945, Harry Owen, 1885-1916, Leroy Thomas, 1885-1930, Albert Norton, 1888-1915, Ralph B., 1890-1834, and Violet, 1900-1968.
In this 1920 census we see that granddaughter Juanita Graham was living in this house with her grandparents and Uncle George. Juanita's mother was James and Jennie's daughter Bessie, who in 1920 was living in Superior, Sweetwater, Wyoming with her husband Walter Graham (1883-1961).
A lot can be written about my house because of its prominent history in this town. It was built in 1902 by local millionaire/mining magnate Lyman Robison as a wedding present for his son David Lyman Robison and his bride Goldie Maude Morey. I will write future posts about that foundation of "the Wedding House". By 1910 Lyman's wife Mary Ann Roadnight Robison had died and David, Maude and their two children Lyman Morey and Margaret Morey Robison had moved across the street into the "mansion" with Lyman, Sr.
To research the early residents of my own house I started with the 1910 Federal Census available at Ancestry.com.
Listed as residents at 803 S. 1st St. were J. G. Schweigert, his wife Alice, sons John L., William and George and daughter Marie. Also living in the household were Alice's father L. W. Smith, her brother Frank R. and sister Ruth Smith.
I was interested to see that J. G. Schweigert was born in Ohio in 1862, as was Lyman Robison, Sr. in 1837 and his son David in 1877. As I looked further on Ancestry.com I learned each was born in or near Toledo, OH. I was fortunate to find a lot of information on Ancestry.com about the Schweigert family. This is some of what I found:
This is quite a bit of information to digest just from what I found in the 1910 Census. I will post more stories from the 1920, 1930 and 1940 census findings.
This morning my friend Jill (Budge) Bowden posted this on my Facebook wall. I'm grateful because I didn't have these news articles that feature my husband's cousin, Dr. Stephen M. Haught, in the photo at bottom left. Stephen and his wife Blanche Dixon (in the photo above at bottom right) had a son Walter Dixon Haught. This chart below shows his relationship to my husband, Larry Jamison.
Here's a chart that shows Jill's relationship to Walter Dixon Haught.
Included in what Jill shared with me was this clipping about Alexander Haught. In the first chart above you can see that Alexander Haught was married to Elizabeth Showalter. The first chart above shows my husband's relationship with Walter Haught through his Showalter ancestors. Below this clipping is a chart that shows Larry's relationship to Elizabeth Showalter's husband Alexander Haught.
Included in what Jill shared with me this morning is this photo of the gravestone for Alexander and Elizabeth Haught who are buried in the Great Bend Cemetery, Great Bend, Barton County, Kansas. They were both born in West Virginia but moved to St. John, Kansas before 1880.
To me, the amazing and noteworthy fact about this whole story is, while these people are related to my husband, Larry Jamison, who was born in Waynesburg, Pennsylvania, they are buried in the cemetery at my hometown of Great Bend, Kansas! In all the 40 years that I lived in Great Bend and during the dozens of times I visited the Great Bend Cemetery, I never would have guessed that I'd marry a Pennsylvanian who had cousins buried right there. Alexander died the year my dad was born and Elizabeth was buried there two months after my (step) mother was born there in Great Bend, KS.
Thank you, "cousin" Jill Bowden.
In our adult Sunday School class (called Gospel Doctrine) this year we are studying the Old Testament. Last week and next week we are focusing on Isaiah. On my iphone and ipad I have the Deseret Book app called DeseretBookshelf. Since we're studying Isaiah, DeseretBookshelf recently had a sale on a book by John Bytheway called "Isaiah for Airheads". It's written by John Bytheway. His facebook page offers this brief biography: A bestselling author, favorite speaker, and part-time instructor at Brigham Young University. His many titles include Heroes: Lessons from the Book of Mormon; Standards Night Live; Isaiah for Airheads; A Crash Course in Teenage Survival; Behind Every Good Man and his most recent book, Of Pigs, Pearls & Prodigals. He has also created numerous talks on CD, many of which are combined in The John Bytheway Collection, Vols. 1 and 2.
I'm really loving the book. I started reading it today while waiting during my husband's doctor appointment. I enjoyed it so much that I started reading it to him, again from the beginning, as we made the hour trip back home.
Just a couple of weeks ago, as I was researching my maternal grandmother's line of the Strait family, I found that I have a 6th cousin 2 times removed by the name of Mercy Rebecca Hill. I noted that name because it's so similar to my own name: Mary Rebecca. To my amazement I noted that Mercy Rebecca was married to Henry Kendrick Bytheway. You have to admit, Bytheway is not a real common name. I knew of John Bytheway, as I've read his books and watched many of his video presentations to the youth of The Church of Jesus Christs of Latter-day Saints. I got busy and started looking at FamilySearch for the descendants of Henry Kendrick Bytheway. However, I was stumped because John is young and very much alive. His personal information would not be available to me on FamilySearch.org. And I had no idea who John's parents were. I sent a query to one of my genealogy friends who is also a member of the LDS church. She found John's father's memorial on Find-a-Grave and sent me the link. With that information I was able to determine that Henry Kendrick Bytheway was John's Granduncle! Here's a chart that shows John's relationship to Henry Kendrick Bytheway and Mercy Rebecca Hill.
Here's a chart that shows my relationship to the same Henry Kendrick Bytheway and Mercy Rebecca Hill.
Since both charts show my relationship to Quintin Hill Bytheway, I'm including this link to his obituary.
I can't say that I'm more interested in the Bytheway books since I found this connection between our two families because his books are favorites already. But I'm happy that I found how we're connected and can appreciate that as I read his delightful words. He is truly an excellent and engaging author.
My grandma's favorite phrase "Ach du lieber!" was her frequent exclamation to those in her life. "Oh, Dear!" She didn't include the words "Himmel" (heavens) or "Gott" (God), which commonly are part of that German expression. Hers was simply "Ach du lieber". "Oh, Dear" or "Oh, thou beloved".
Amalia Koleber was born in 1902 in Kratzke, Saratov, Russia and immigrated with her parents and two older brothers to America, entering through Ellis Island in July 1904. Her family initially settled in Russell County, Kansas, but by 1907 had moved to Rocky Ford, Otero, Colorado where they found employment working in the sugar beet fields. Grandma recalled a time when her parents left her and her siblings in the house while they worked in the fields and she was terrified as Indians approached the house. The came to the door, but caused no trouble and left without incident.
By 1915 her family had returned to Russell, KS and at the beginning of 1917, when Grandma was only 14 years old her older brother Daniel died of "Paralysis of the heart, with tonsillar abcess contributing".
By the time Grandma Mollie married at age 20 in Nov. 1920 she had 5 more brothers born to her parents. Mollie married John Ludwig Margheim in November, 1920 and gave birth to her first (13 lb!) son in August, 1921 (Ernest Ludwig, my father). In November 1923 she gave birth to another son Alfred George. And on 18 Oct 1929 she gave birth to twins (combined birth weights of 15 lbs!) Leonard Marvin and LaVerna Margola. The twins were born 9 days before the Stock Market crash which started The Great Depression. Mollie's joy over the birth of her twins was dampened when they were one month old as her mother, Katy Dietz Koleber, died on 18 Nov 1929.
The Depression caused great financial hardship to this Margheim family. They relocated to near Greeley, Colorado in 1931 where they were offered living space in the corner of a barn on the farm of some relatives. My dad told me that they hung a blanket up to serve as a wind break and to offer privacy. They soon moved to a house in Longmont, CO, but their residence in Colorado was shortened by the death of their 9 year old son Alfred on 22 Mar 1933. Alfred evidently had Rheumatic Fever as a small child and was afflicted at age 9 with "St. Vitas Dance", a side effect of the Rheumatic Fever. While in the hospital in Longmont, CO, Alfred contracted pneumonia, which ultimately caused his death. Being of the Volga German heritage, the Margheim family had strong faith in God and relied on Him for comfort and healing in those trying times. But Dad said Grandma was so deeply grieved by Alfred's death that she collapsed at the funeral. She had constantly attended her son's bedside for the many days prior to his death. During that time she spoke to him of death and eternal life with his Heavenly Father. Alfred was content with leaving this earth and spending eternity in Heaven. Dad said Alfred was a happy little boy because he knew he was going to be with Jesus.
Mollie's family returned to Kansas after Alfred's death and resided in Hoisington, KS for the remainder of her life. In 1940 her oldest son Ernest graduated from high school, worked in the CCC camp in eastern Kansas and in 1942 entered the United States Army. In 1943 Ernest married Ruby Flanders and while he returned to his service in the Army, Ruby lived with Mollie, her husband John and the twins Leonard and LaVerna for a brief time.
In May of 1947 Leonard and LaVerna graduated from high school. Leonard joined the US Army and LaVerna stayed home, taught piano lessons, and worked in a local music store. in Nov. 1947 Ernest and Ruby became the parents of twins, Marion "Dennis" and Mary Rebecca "Becky". But Ernest's happiness over the birth of his twins was short-lived, as his wife found a new love and left her family in Great Bend, KS. in November 1949. Since Great Bend was only 10 miles south of Hoisington, Ernest returned with his toddlers to his parents' home in Hoisington, where his mother and father could care for the twins while he was employed as Office Manager south of Great Bend at Thies Packing Company. Grandma Mollie became an excellent caregiver for whom she considered her precious little twins. Her own fraternal twins had just graduated from high school and she very happily stepped in to serve as "Mother" to her son's twins. There was much laughter and contentment in that household during the two years Ernest, Dennis and Becky lived with John and Mollie. Grandma worked tirelessly and without complaint as she washed clothes outside her kitchen in washtubs, scrubbing them with bars of homemade soap. She had help in her iris gardens from her "Babies" as she called "Denny and Becky". She laughed frequently as she visited with her friends on the phone, sprinkling her conversations with Ach du lieber! and other familiar German expressions. If she was ever asked by Dennis or Becky for a favor (food, a treat, permission etc) she smiled and replied "Na sure!"
Mollie's house was filled with piano music as her daughter LaVerna studied with the music professors at Bethany College in Lindsborg, KS, making the round trip by train from Hoisington each Saturday. It was also filled with fiddle and guitar music as her son Ernest practiced for his performances as "The Sunflower Wrangler" on stage in Barton County and on KVGB radio from Great Bend, KS. Grandma Mollie took in laundry from friends and other Hoisington residents to pay for the music lessons Ernest and LaVerna received. She was a hard working and very giving person, who did whatever she had to do to make her family's life successful.
Grandma Mollie never learned to drive a car, but while at home she blessed her family frequently with delicious homemade noodles, whether they were in Butterball soup or covered with cherries, and with Bierocks, a German hamburger and sauerkraut dish. She joined her friends in making quilts, and she filled closets with her hand-sewn clothes (on her Singer sewing machine). She attended her Lutheran church faithfully all her life and was especially happy to welcome her pastor into her home to serve her Communion when she not able to attend church on Sunday. As I've scanned greeting cards that have been saved by her family over the years, I've read her endearing words of encouragement "May God Bless you" and "I keep you in my prayers" as she signed her name.
Grandma Mollie lost her husband in July, 1978 from a sudden heart attack and continued to live a contented life in her home in Hoisington until her death from stomach cancer on June 6, 1986. She lived a full life and endured the losses and hardships because she had strong faith in her Heavenly Father, had been raised by loving parents, had the fellowship of seven brothers as she grew up, had the frequent company of many of them as she raised her family, and had learned to be content with her life circumstances. As she sat with me swinging on her front porch swing (handcrafted by her husband) many an evening, her conversation was positive, grateful and full of kindness. And when she commented "Ach du lieber!"it was with astonishment and excitement, rather than complaint or sorrow. My Grandma was greatly loved and gave to me the secure sense of being loved and valued. She was truly a blessing to her family, then and always.
Most "Church-Attending" Christians would probably concur with my experience that blessings come into our lives when we attend church. But this morning my husband Larry Jamison and I had an experience of being blessed WHILE IN CHURCH. And this was quite unexpected. Our Scriptures, hymns and class lessons are available from an app supplied by our church. I turned on my ipad to follow a Sunday School class lesson and noticed that an email was just arriving. Since I use Gmail, the notice appears across the top of my screen as it arrives. This notice really caught my attention. The subject line said "Three Meals Men". When I read "Meals" I knew it was a genealogy email, so I was hooked and I knew that Larry's great grandmother was Clarissa Jane Meals, wife of Robert Alvey Jamison. They were the parents of his father's father, Paul Lester Jamison.
I quickly tapped on the email and saw this photo unfold.
Before our excitement at receiving the photo of the "three Meals men" had subsided, we found that another email had arrived from Larry's cousin. In the subject line was Catherine Studebaker Meals. Catherine is the THIRD GREAT-GRANDMOTHER of Larry! This is the first picture we have of any of our THIRD great grandparents!
Catherine is the GRANDMOTHER of the Dr. Nelson Meals and Samuel Meals in the photo above.
Catherine's father was Joseph Studebaker, Jr. Here follows a very interesting story about Joseph:
In the Relationship Chart above, you can see the descendancy from Joseph Studebaker to my husband Larry Jamison.
We were truly blessed in our attendance at church today, but in a very unexpected way!
I titled this "'My Kansas Mom's......." because anyone who knew my Mom (actually my step-mother Phyllis Jones Margheim) knows that she declared Kansas as "God's Country". She lived her entire 72 years in Great Bend, Kansas. I was born there in 1947 and moved to Canon City, Colorado in 1987. In the course of my family history research the last few years I've discovered that Phyllis has several cousin connections in Canon City, CO. And they are historically significant in this town.
My previous post explained her connection to Dr. Hart Goodloe who built and operated the first hospital in Canon City in 1908....the Goodloe Hospital at 5th St. and Greenwood Ave. This is that building today:
Five months ago I wrote a post on this blog about my mom's cousin connection to the Hon. Joseph Maupin, an early resident and 1888 Mayor of Canon City and one-time Attorney General of the State of Colorado. The "Maupin Block" or building (pictured below) is located at 5th St and Macon Ave.
I've prepared this map showing the locations of each of these buildings in our downtown area.
My mom's step-great-grandmother Amanda Logan Smith was a 5th cousin of Dr. Hart Goodloe. And her step-mother Laura Maupin Jones was a 4th cousin, once removed of The Hon. Joseph Maupin. Each of them built historical buildings ONE BLOCK APART here in Canon City, Colorado, where I've lived for the past 20 years. I wish I could share this discovery with Mom.
Three years ago I came across this photo in my office. On my blog I wrote of the significance of this beautiful picture.
My subsequent research on Harriett Goodloe taught me that her husband Hart opened the first hospital in Canon City, CO (where I currently reside) in 1908 and worked there until he entered the Army in 1915.
My dad married my step-mother Phyllis Jean Jones when my brother and I were 3 years old and we lived with them full time. So Phyllis was actually my "Mom". As I've researched Mom's paternal family, I came upon the Goodloe name again. Phyllis's father was Henry James "Jim" Jones, who was actually born James Robert Smith, son of Marion Malone Smith (1865-1952). (That's another story you can read here). Marion M. Smith's parents were Malone Smith (1842-1909) and Harriett C. Mullins. Malone's second marriage was to Amanda S. Logan (1846-1916). Below is a chart that shows Phyllis Jones Margheim's relationship to Malone Smith.
Keeping in mind that Malone Smith's second wife was Amanda Logan, the chart below shows her relationship to Hart Goodloe.
Evidently my step-mother's "step" great grandmother was a 5th cousin of Hart Goodloe! That's my "Step-Connection" to Hart Goodloe. My original post about Hart and Harriett Goodloe was titled "This photo called to me and now I know why". Now I know one more reason why it called to me. They're almost "family"! Who knew?
While cleaning out my father's house in preparation for an Estate Sale following his May 13th death, I discovered a very large red banner with the word "Hoisington" on it. Dad graduated from Hoisington (Kansas) High School in 1940.
However, I think it was my grandfather who most likely brought the banner home and it was my dad who saved it all these years. My grandfather, John L. Margheim, was employed as the Head Custodian at Hoisington High school for many years. I don't know his exact term of service, but I know he worked in that capacity from the late 1940s to the mid 1960s. I'll bet the banner was retired and Grandpa Margheim brought it home rather than discarding it in the trash.
While I treasure many things I have found at my Dad's house, I realize I can't keep them all. While I do have plenty of storage space, I find no purpose in storing many items when they could be appreciated by others. The challenge is finding those "others" to share them with. I posted the above photo on Facebook this summer, expressing my concern over what to do with it. Someone kindly commented that I could consider donating it to the Hoisington Historical Society! I had not heard of such an organization and was delighted to learn of its existence. After corresponding with Lon Palmer of the Society, I decided to donate this banner to them.
The annual community celebration in Hoisington, KS is held over Labor Day weekend. While the town hosts its many visitors and high school reunions, the Public Library set up a display of high school memorabilia and yearbooks. Lon Palmer arranged for our donated banner to be displayed in the Hoisington Public Library. Since the Library is closed over Labor Day weekend, the banner will be on display at the Hoisington Historical Society Museum this weekend.
This morning a "Google Alert" came into my email notifying me of this article published in my hometown newspaper The Great Bend Tribune, written by Karen LaPierre.
Accompanying the article were these photographs.