Archive for May, 2010

Shuffling Pages

Monday, May 31st, 2010

I have begun organizing my posts into more coherent groups, arranged in roughly chronological order. In the jargon of my blogging software, they are called “pages.” You can see them listed in the sidebar at the right. For the most part, they are identical to the original posts, so if you have followed the blog for a long time, or thoroughly explored the archives, you will not find much new material; only a few additional pictures, and some minor clarifications. However, if you want to read a series of stories as a more smoothly flowing narrative, you may find the “pages” to your liking. The first several are now up, dealing with our earliest documented ancestors, from Roman Emperors in the B.C. era, up to King Henry VIII in the 1500′s (Well, Henry is not a known ancestor;  his father overthrew the last of our “royal” blood, Richard III). More are being added almost daily.

The original archives are still in place as well, so you can find the posts there, the same as before. I hope that some of my newer readers will find the new format helpful.

The Mystery of Philip Myers’ Parents

Saturday, May 29th, 2010

A few months ago, I wrote an extensive series on my 4th great-grandfather, Philip Myers, who is quite well-documented as a Revolutionary War soldier, and a pioneer in Pennsylvania’s Wyoming valley, along with his even more prominent brother Lawrence. Information on the Wyoming experience continues to come in, and I will be revisiting that era soon.

Unfortunately, I have encountered a setback of sorts in trying to trace Philip’s ancestry back into Germany. The biggest frustration in the US documents on Lawrence and Philip is that while numerous sources state that they came from Germany in approx. 1760-1766 with their parents, and settled in Frederick, Maryland, there is nowhere any mention of the parents’ names.

In my first post on Philip, I displayed what I believed to be his christening record from Mainz, Germany. I considered this quite a breakthrough, and I found church records of his parents and several generations before them. It is a very good match. US sources give Philip’s birth date variously as 3 Nov. and 3 Dec., 1759, in “Mentz, on the Rhine river.” That is just another way to spell Mainz. The record I found was the christening of “Phillipus” Meyer, son of Valentinus Meyer and Theresia, at St. Stephen’s Catholic church, Mainz, on 28 November 1759. No other Philip Myers or any other spelling was recorded in 1759, or early 1760, anywhere in the Rhine valley, according to FamilySearch indexes.

You may note in that post that I had only sketchy information on Lawrence at the time. But once Lawrence was solidly established (putative birth year, 1754), and the names of two other possible brothers came up (Henry and Michael), I went back to the microfilms and the FamilySearch indexes to look for their church records. I regret to report that I came up empty-handed. Lawrence (usually spelled Laurentius) Myers, son of Valentini, was not to be found; ditto Henry or Michael. Indeed, in the FamilySearch indexes, there were no Lawrence, Henry, or Michael Myers, with father Valentin, including all spelling variants, in all of Germany with birth dates during that period.

Notwithstanding their absence in the index, I cold-searched the films from Mainz and nearby Bingen from 1745 to 1766. At Mainz, in the same church where Philip was christened, I found three siblings: Anna Margaretha, christened 8 May 1755, Bernardus Vincentius, 22 Jan. 1757, and Jacobus, 14 Jan. 1765. In Bingen, where father Valentin was christened, I found several interesting Myers’, including Charitate Mayer, a full sister of Valentin (same father and mother), 19 years his junior (1748).

There was also a Henry (Henrici) Mayer in Bingen, but he was too old to be a brother to Philip.  He was a Senator(!) when two of his children were christened, in 1749 and 1752. The latter was named Jacobus, same as Philip’s brother born 13 years later. However, this Henry appears to be no relation of Valentin, at least not his brother.

With the high incidence of infant and child mortality in those days, it is easy to imagine that those siblings I found may have died before the family came to America. And with the prevalence of wars, not to mention fires and natural disasters, no doubt a great many church records do not survive. However, since the records seem quite intact for this particular family, it becomes questionable whether this Philipus Meyer is in fact our ancestor who died in Pennsylvania, regardless his promising birth date and place.

Next: Searching Delaware for Valentine Myers.

The Meme Tapes, Part VI: First Visit Home

Wednesday, May 26th, 2010

After the strike of 1935, and the birth of Darlene, Lovell saved diligently for a trip back to his natal home in ND-MT with his new daughter. But at his wages of $0.50 per hour, it was not possible to drive there in the summer of 1936. Also, apparently, paid vacations were not yet a part of mill workers’ benefits. That must have come a few years later, possibly after another strike. So Dad insisted that Mother and Darlene go by train. The round trip, adult fare was $64.00 – quite a chunk of change in those days, but somehow they managed it.

At Dad’s insistence, Mother accomplished a reconciliation with her parents, and visited them at their home in Savage, MT.Pictured above are Reatha, sisters Esther and Leah, and Darlene.

Also according to Lovell’s wishes, Darlene was baptized in the little church at Skaar, ND.For the return trip to Longview, some more Larson’s participated. This detail is not too clear on the tapes, but it seems that Uncle Vernon, fresh out of high school, bought a new 1936 Chevrolet for $750, and drove to Longview with Reatha, Darlene, and Uncle Ivan. The vehicle may have looked something like the one below. Possibly, Vernon bought the car for Lovell, as it was also in a 1936 Chevy that Mom, Dad, and Darlene made their first road trip to the homelands three years later. It is unknown where the $750 came from; one may speculate that Lovell had some remaining livestock or other assets that were liquidated at that time.

36 Chev

1936 Chevrolet sedan

Once in Longview, both Vernon and Ivan stayed at Mom and Dad’s for an extended period. Vernon attended Lower Columbia Junior College (its first year in existence), while Ivan attended his freshman year of high school. Mind you, they all lived in a tiny mill-workers’ cabin. Vernon and Ivan shared the back bedroom, through which the others had to pass to use the outhouse! Note in the comments below that Uncle Ivan remembers this quite differently. After that one school year, Ivan returned to Sidney, and Vernon transferred to Willamette College in Salem, Oregon.

In 1937, the family moved to another rented house (owned by the mill), this one on 20th Ave. It was somewhat larger, but the big upgrade was that for the first time, their home had a bathroom. As Mom put it, they were really “coming up in the world!”House on 20th

Two years later (1939), Reatha and Lovell bought their own home on 15th Ave. What frugality it must have taken to save up a down payment, on a mill-worker’s wages! By this time, Uncle Walt and Aunt Irene had moved to Longview with their infant daughter, Lois.

It was not until about 1946 that Isaac sold his ND farm and moved to Longview. He bought a small dairy farm near the present site of Robert Gray school, but poor health soon forced him to retire to a smaller place with only one or two milk cows, a vegetable garden, and a small orchard, which he maintained almost until his death in 1969. Again, it seems that Mother was not remembering the events and dates quite correctly. In 1949, my parents moved to the familiar place at 4316 Pacific Way, where my sisters and I grew up, and where Mother lived until 2000.

I hope you have enjoyed this series, taken largely from those cassette tapes Bonnie made almost 15 years ago.

Next: The mystery of Philip Myers’ parents.

The MeMe Tapes, Part V: The West Coast

Sunday, May 23rd, 2010

In 1934, another summer of drought and dust storms exacerbated the hardships of the Great Depression (although Mother never used the term, nor dwelt upon the tough times). Isaac Larson was forced to sell most of his cattle due to lack of fodder and the need for money. His dreams of moving the family to Washington state still had to wait, as he was now determined to stay put until the the three youngest boys finished high school, a luxury that the two elder brothers, including Lovell, had sacrificed.

Reatha and Lovell, however, pulled up stakes and headed for the Pacific Northwest. They traveled in a 1928 Chevy that Dad had swapped for some horses, and had altered the interior so the seat would fold down for sleeping. An small exterior trunk carried all their possessions. It must have looked something like the car pictured below.

Chevy

1928 Chevy coupe

Almost as a sidelight, Mom mentioned that they got married at the courthouse in Miles City “on the way out.” It was a long journey, across the plains and over the mountains, on mostly unpaved roads. They slept in the car alongside the road, as did many other impoverished pilgrims they met along the way (think “The Grapes of Wrath,” a story set in the same time period).

They first went to Portland, Oregon, where Lovell found work through an employment agency, but stayed there only a short time. They then proceeded to Longview, Washington, where Mom’s close friend Dorothy and her husband Albert Bergquist had recently settled. Dad was soon working at the Long-Bell sawmill, at that time the world’s largest lumber mill. The timber industry was one of the most active at this time, while many other industries nationwide were still reeling from the Depression. Once settled in Longview, they took the time to be photographed in their “wedding clothes.”

The housing for mill workers consisted of tiny clapboard cabins near the mills. Lovell and Reatha first lived in one of these shacks on 10th Avenue, and a few months later, moved to another one on 17th. Neither of the two dwellings had indoor plumbing; sanitary facilities consisted of an outhouse in the tiny back yard.

As the birth of sister Darlene drew near, the mill workers went on strike. The rent for their cabin ($4.75 per month) was waived during the action. They had little furniture but cots to sleep on. They frequented soup kitchens, scraped together enough change for peanut butter at two pounds for a quarter, or ate at their friends’ who were working at other jobs. Walking was their only mode of travel, as there was no money for gasoline. When Lovell walked the picket line, the union provided sandwiches, which he brought home to share with Reatha.

On July 9, 1935, Darlene was born in the county hospital. Dad was “tickled” that their first child was a girl, having grown up with only four brothers and a widower father. Mother may have been less partial, having been raised mostly with her four sisters, and a usually absent brother.

The next day, July 10, the strike ended. Lovell returned to work, at the newly raised wage of $0.50 per hour. Life was good.

Next: First visit home.

The MeMe Tapes, Part IV: Courtship

Wednesday, May 19th, 2010

Each weekend during the summer of 1933, Reatha and Lovell spent a great deal of time together. On Sunday evenings, they drove to Sidney for the movies. North Dakota had strict blue laws at the time, forbidding any public establishment (except churches) from operating on Sundays. This was not a major factor, as Sidney in any case was the nearest town. Speaking of borders, while the Larson homesteads were all in North Dakota, the Hart farm where Reatha resided was on the Montana side.

At the theater, Reatha, because of her petite stature and appearance, was admitted on a child’s ticket ($0.05), while Lovell and their companions (often Neva and her boyfriend) paid the full price of $0.10. Lovell always had enough money for a bunch of candy bars at a nickel each.

It should be noted here that motion pictures were one of many “taboos” for Reatha’s father, so it was a new experience for Mother after her recent emancipation; one that she considered completely innocent in retrospect.

Another former taboo, which Mother embraced even more enthusiastically, was social dancing. Every other Saturday night there was a dance at the community hall in Skaar, ND. The dance hall itself was located in North Dakota, but the park next to it bordered Montana. This was significant because of Montana’s less restrictive laws. It seems that a bootlegger would come to the dances, but station his vehicle on the Montana side of the park, to “deal” illicit alcohol to the dancers. Prohibition was still in effect at the time.

Mind you, Reatha did not drink, nor smoke, ever in her life, but this anecdote was still significant to her, possibly because the bootlegger was Fred Hart, a brother of her employer, and so a cousin by marriage to all us Larsons.

On the tapes, Mother spoke fondly of her early dancing experiences. Lovell did not really like dancing, so her usual partner was Norman Amundson. He complimented her on her waltz, which she said came as naturally to her as “1-2-3.” Reatha’s passion for ballroom dancing lasted the rest of her life.

On the Fourth of July, Reatha and Lovell visited a patriotic monument at Minot, ND. They were accompanied by Uncle Walt and his future bride, Irene Nelson. Here is a composite of two photos with the monument in the background.

On Sundays, after dancing until the wee hours the night before, and before the evening movies, Reatha and Lovell went horseback riding. Lovell brought her a horse named Harvey, which she said was old, clumsy, and stumbled (! very different from Uncle Ivan’s description of Harvey the Horse). Mom also related that in good-natured retaliation, cousin Harvey Larson named one of his horses “Lovell.”

Mom was a novice at riding, but her skills improved as the summer went on. She even accompanied Lovell, and Teddy Falkvord, when they drove a herd of mustangs from the Skaar area to Wibaux, MT.1933 Mustangs

The next fall and winter, Reatha worked at the McGlenn farm. Mrs. McGlenn was a schoolteacher, who continued teaching even though she was pregnant. That must have been quite unusual in those days. Mom considered her husband rather lazy, and was somewhat scandalized that his wife had to work while pregnant. Mr. McGlenn reputedly spent his time on a nearby hill, spying on his neighbors with field glasses. All winter, Mom lived in a lean-to on the side of their house, where it was so cold, she slept wearing gloves and socks.

The following summer, Reatha got a job in Sidney, as a domestic for the manager of the local Penny’s store. On her weekends off, Lovell would bring her back to the homesteads, where they spent their days and evenings together, and Mom slept at Neva’s (what few hours she did sleep).

Next: Breaking out West

The MeMe tapes, part III: Boy meets Girl

Sunday, May 9th, 2010

In the spring of 1932, Reatha completed her employment with the Mock family, and received her pay of $15.00. Her previous employers, the Petersons, owed her the same amount, but never paid. With part of her hard-earned “wealth,” Mom got a haircut and permanent.Haircut

Seems pretty mild, even by 1932 standards. But apparently, Dan was scandalized. Reatha and Helen spent that summer in Frankfort, SD, with their maternal grandparents. It was the first summer they had not traveled with Dan in the “Gospel truck.” While Dan did not give the reason, Reatha thought it was because of her haircut. That fall, the family settled in Sidney. Their first week there, at a revival service, Dan announced before the congregation that Reatha was no longer welcome to participate in the services.

Of course Mother was devastated. In her own words on the tape, she “almost had a nervous breakdown.” She moved into an apartment with a friend her age, Adeline Uchitel, working as a housekeeper for her room and board while she attended her senior year of high school. Her mother visited her occasionally, when Dan was out of town.

The apartment building, converted from an old courthouse, housed a number of students whose families lived on outlying farms. Among these students were three cousins of Lovell Larson. In particular, Neva Larson, daughter of Isaac’s brother Oscar, became close friends with Mom.

Reatha graduated in the Spring of 1933, at the age of 19, along with sister Helen, who was two years older.

That summer, she got a job keeping house at the farm of Neva’s uncle, Walter Hart, and his wife Sadie, “a large German woman,” in Mother’s recollection. Her pay was $8.00 per month, plus room and board. The Hart farm was only a mile or so from Neva’s home, and that of her uncle Isaac Larson and his five sons. Neva was eager for Reatha to meet them, saying, “Wait ’til you see my cousins!”

Times were very hard, and crops were poor, but the Hart family was relatively well off, as Walter and his team of horses had a “good job” with the WPA. Food was plentiful as well. Reatha was especially fond of the Harts’ canned ham, a new treat for her, as Dan’s beliefs forbade the eating of pork. Mom commented, quite literally, that they lived “high on the hog.”  High on the Hog

It was not long before Mom got her chance to meet those handsome Larson boys. Her very first Sunday at the Harts’, she attended a Ladies’ Aid potluck at the home of Axel Larson, about five miles away at Squaw Gap. All the young people were curious about the “new kid” in the neighborhood. Reatha was standing with Neva when two young men approached to be introduced. One was a boy named George, who was Neva’s current heart-throb, and the other was Lovell Larson. In Mother’s own words, she and Lovell looked at each other, and “That was it.”   Meeting

Next: Courtship and Marriage