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#cousin update again. talked to my uncle and he's been a lot more frank about how risky stuff is for someone like her to undergo surgery
jjackrabbitt · 3 years
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That Damned AU
Hey guys (gn), I know you’ve heard me talk about this before, but I’ve actually been working on it now, so here’s part of it. It’s called That Damned AU because it’s been waking me up in the middle of the night to think about it for the last two years, so it’s just me damning it. I will probably change the name at some point. If you have any suggestions, I will gladly consider them. Basically, That Damned AU follows the events of the canonical story line of MPHFPC, but I’ve changed some things around, messed with some details, and added a few things. Mostly to fix or add to things that I have complaints about or wanted to hear more of. I will be tagging it as That Damned AU in case you want to block it
Before we begin I would like to thank @finn-nito for letting me talk his ear off about all this and in turn talking my ear off. It’s been a lot of fun doing this with you and getting to know you.
Now for the damned thing:
Ricky actually goes into the house with Jacob when Abe doesn’t immediately answer. Probably makes dumb comments about the decor or some thing. Goes back to his car for the gun when they see the screen door. Tells Jacob to stay there. Rushes back when he hears Jacob yell for Abe when the flashlight is found. Catches up to Jacob just on the edge of the woods and gives him shit for moving. Tries to lighten the mood and reassure Jacob, until they see the trail of blood. Is there with Jacob when he finds Abe. Ricky tries to keep Jacob from touching Abe because he thinks Abe is already dead. Both of them handle the situation Extremely Badly. We actually hear Abe call Jacob “little tiger” this time instead of just retconning it. Ricky alternates between trying to get enough signal to call the police and crouching with Jacob to try and help him. Abe’s riddle is delivered the same as before and Jacob does see the hallowghast. Ricky tries to shoot it but can’t because he doesn’t even know it’s there. When Jacob sees it he does grab onto Ricky and start shaking him with one hand, still holding onto Abe with the other.
Both boys have to be questioned, together and separately. Jacob sees Ricky’s interview because he gets a chance to snoop through the policeman's notes. He gets mad that Ricky wouldn’t admit to seeing the hallow and Ricky gets defensive about it. They don’t stop talking though because they mutually think the other is having a stress reaction and is seeing things/is erasing things from their own memories.
Jacobs parents didn’t really like Ricky before and they really don’t like him now because they think having him around will remind Jacob of finding Abe, but Jacob almost seems less stressed when Ricky’s around so they’ll allow it.
They don’t necessarily see each other more, but their interactions are way more emotionally charged now.
Ricky does start carrying his gun more because while he didn’t see the hallow, that was a scary night and he did hear something. He brings it into Jacobs house several times without Jacobs parents knowledge. This is a point of contention between Ricky and Jacob because if Jacobs parents find out Ricky will not be allowed back and will be cut off.
Because Ricky is still very much attached to Jacob when he starts seeing Dr. Golan this time, Ricky is in more danger of wights.
Dr. Golan hears a lot about Ricky. Probably significantly more than he wants to.
Ricky doesn’t get the medical attention that Jacob does because he’s poor and when Jacob knows Ricky’s having a problem he asks Dr. Golan for advice for Ricky.
Jacob is more resistant to Dr Golan’s work this time, because Ricky is there to call bullshit when he hears it and mentions that Jacob's meds are making him weird. Golan responds to this resistance by trying to convince Jacobs parents that Ricky is bad for Jacob. It does work but both of his parents are fairly shit at computers and they both have to sleep some time, so Jacob can still message Ricky and sneak out at night.
Ricky does appreciate when Jacob gets advice from Dr. Golan for him, but he does still give Jacob shit for therapizing him.
Both of them are being observed by wights at this point. Jacob gets a series of very weird food delivery guys and there’s like, three different cars that consistently follow Ricky. The food delivery guys aren’t outright weird, they just have the same ~*vibe*~ as Golan and some times they say strange shit. One of them knew his name without Jacob introducing himself.
The cars wouldn’t be weird if they weren’t definitely the same cars, didn’t only stop following Ricky when he A) was near his house or B) took random turns without signalling, and didn’t seem to follow any particular pattern to where he was seeing them. If they were in a similar area at similar times every day then okay, he just keeps seeing the same people on their way to work or whatever, but that’s not what’s happening.
Not much comes of it though. Jacob gets a few weird stomach aches, Ricky gets pulled over by a really strange cop once. Some one breaks into Ricky’s house while no one’s there and goes through stuff but doesn’t take anything or make a mess, the door’s open and a few things have moved when he gets home. You know, normal stuff.
Once, Jacobs parents go out of town. One of his mothers cousins is getting married, and they just aren’t sure that Jacob’s ready for travel and relatives and a party and everything. They don’t want to leave him for the weekend, but they both agree that he’s been doing really well lately (and it’s been months. They want to get out of the house and do Normal People Things). They tell Dr. Golan that Jacob’s going to be alone for the weekend and tell Jacob to go across the street to their neighbour for help if anything happens and they give the neighbour Dr. Golan’s number.
Roughly ten minutes after they leave, Ricky shows up. The Crown Vic goes in the garage, Alien is turned on, Chinese food is ordered and the weekend commences.
They barely even watch the movie, they’re busy talking. They fall asleep on the couch and honestly? It’s the best sleep Jacob has in months.
Until it’s about 4 a.m. and Jacob wakes up violently because this time the scene in his dream changed. This time he and Abe are in Abaton. He doesn’t know it’s Abaton, of course, and though the events of the dream have change, this one feels worse some how. Now he’s missing his grandfather and this place that he doesn’t even know what it is. He feels weirdly protective of it.
Dr. Golan Really doesn’t like Ricky. It’s significantly harder to manipulate Jacob if Ricky’s there to call bullshit. It’s still pretty easy to get Jacob to go to Cairnholm though. Even Ricky doesn’t call him a quack over it. Only tells Jacob to send him a post card of the only place on earth that’s more of a nowhere than Englewood, Florida.
Jacob does have some apprehension over being separated from Ricky, but he figures it’ll be okay since there will be a phone at their hotel.
They do spend a lot little more together than usual in the weeks leading up to Cairnholm. It worries both of them that they’ll be more than a 20 minute drive from the other. Jacob’s more obvious about it, Ricky (poorly) pretends it won’t bother him that much.
Jacob does bring one of his dads less favoured cameras with him, to take pictures.
His dad does try to insist that Jacob spends some time with him to look at birds. It’s funny, they keep seeing this one peregrine hanging around. Some times she, Frank says it’s a she, flies over them. She doesn’t seem too interested in hunting. Some times she disappears for a little while, but she comes back most of the time, unless it’s later in the day.
Kev and Martin are dating. I know it says in the book that Kev has a wife but no he doesn’t ❤️. Kev and Martin are dating and in love and very little will convince me otherwise. Everyone on Cairnholm is completely chill with it. They have dinner with Martins uncle on Wednesdays. Kev tried to take Martin fishing once and it went terrible but it was fun.
Jacob meets Martin on the first day, at the Priest Hole. He’s done at the museum for the day and is getting a drink with his sister and working on his poetry. He and his sister are harassing Kev while he’s on the job. They meet because Martins sister, Amelia, sees Frank and Jacob lugging more than they can carry up the stairs and makes Martin come with her to help.
Amelia is one of the very, very few ocs you’ll see in here, I’m not here to add a bunch of people. She’s here because I don’t want Martin to be lonely, as a plot device to make things move forward, and because I think we  should have more women. Yes MPHFPC already has a good amount of active women characters, yes I want more.
They start talking because both Martin and Amelia are huge nerds who would be excited about bird watching. When Martin mentions the museum, Jacob gets interested, as before he thinks it will help him unravel his grandfathers riddle. That’s it for now, but I will try to update again soon, though it probably won’t be as long. if any of you have any ideas or opinions to add, I’d love to hear them!
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formeandmyfics · 5 years
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GOODNIGHT BOGIE
JUGENEA FAN FICTION
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1957
Dawn was approaching in Los Angeles on a chilly January morning. The sky was getting bright, yet the sun was still a shadow. Judy walked out of her youngest daughter's bedroom typing her robe around her body, her face sleepy and hair tousled. She had feel asleep in there after the four-year-old woke up from a nightmare. As she walked from the kids wing, along the banister overlooking the foyer, movement caught her eye from the crescent window above the front door. It looked like June Allyson walking up the path. At this hour - what on earth? Judy hurried down the stairs in concern for the doorbell waking the house. Before June could even knock, Judy opened the door, "Hi Honey, what are you..." Judy trailed off when she saw the grief-stricken expression on her friends face and she felt her heart drop. She knew. "No." June nodded and took Judy's hand, "We just got the news. He's gone." June's lip quivered and she shrugged sad. Judy placed her hand over her mouth, whimpering as her eyes teared up. The two embraced in a comforting hug. "Can ya believe it?" June whispered. Their good friend, and next door neighbor, Humphrey Bogart, had been battling Esophageal cancer. The previous day he had gone into a coma. But everyone had been hopeful. He was only 57. Suddenly Judy pulled away thinking of her best friend Laurel Bacall, Bogart's wife, "Oh my God, Betty. I've got to go to her." "No. Frank is with her at the hospital. He said she doesn't want any of us going there. It'll be a press frenzy if we do." "How is Frank?" "He's in shock, I think. He could barely talk." "This is going to devastate my husband." "I know it. They were like the three musketeers." "Yeah. Thank you for coming over to tell me." "I thought it'd be better in person." "Of course." "We're going to try to have a meet up this afternoon once we get more information from Lauren." "Yes, please keep us updated." June kissed Judy's cheek and started back down the path. When Judy shut the door behind her, she leaned her back up against it and sighed closing her eyes. "What's happened?" Her eyes opened and she saw Gene standing at the top of the stairs looking worried. She opened her mouth to speak but Gene quickly interrupted her. Loudly and pointing at her sternly, he shouted, "No!" Judy flinched, a bit startled. She watched Gene look at her with an angry expression before he disappeared back towards their bedroom. She waited a few minutes trying to compose herself before she head up the stairs.
When Judy got to their bedroom, she found her husband sitting on the edge of the bed tying up his sneakers. "Where are you going?" "For a job. I figured I'd do it now so I can help you with the kids when they wake up since it's Mary's day off." Judy carefully got on the bed behind him, kneeling, "I thought maybe I'd call Kay, see if she could watch them for a bit." "No, don't," he warned, his voice cracking. Judy's eyes welled up, "Why not?" Her voice whimpered as she tried not to break down. "I need the distraction." Gene finished his shoes and sat up, his palms on his knees, staring straight ahead. She couldn't see his face, but she knew he was fighting back emotions. "Gene, you can go on your jog, but I need to know you understand what's happened before you go." "I'm fine," he said, but when he felt he hug him from behind, he let out a hard sob and hung his head. Together they cried for their friend. "We talked about it last night when he went into a coma, but I didn't think the sun of a bitch would let go," he  choked out. "He was a fighter," she mumbled, not sure if she was crying for her friend or her husband. "He sure as hell was." "Those poor children..." Gene clenched his jaw, his entire body stiffened, as he yelled very angrily, "FUCK!" Just then they heard a small voice from the doorway, "Mama." Judy nudged Gene as if warning him and without another word, he got up an walked out of the room passing the little girl. Judy sniffled, "What is it, darling?" "Why you crying?" Judy knew she could fib and say she's not crying, or say it's allergies, or say it's happy tears, but one thing she promised herself was to always be open and honest with her children, in the most tender and loving way. It was something her own mother had neglected to do with her. When Ethel was truthful, her version of honesty was brash and  the ol' 'suck it up' method. "Come here, baby." When the little girl walked on over, she lifted her up onto the bed. "Daddy said a bad word." "Yes, he did. But we know not to say that word, right?" "Ah huh." "Good. Listen to Mama. You know you best friend Leslie's daddy..." "Uncle Bogie?" "Yes, well, you know darling, he got very sick." "Like a cold?" "A lot more than a cold. But you know when you get sick and Mama and Daddy give you medicine and soup and bunches of love and after a few days you feel better?" "Yes." "Well, Uncle Bogie was so sick the medicine and all of our love didn't help him so he decided to be an angel." "Angel? Like the angels during Christmas? With wings?" "Yes. He' up in the sky watching over all of us now." "I can't go on his boat no more?" the child asked tilting her head curious. "I don't know. Maybe. But he won't be there. I mean, he will, but he'll be invisible." "Oh. Is that why you cry? 'Cause you can't see him no more?" "Yes, because Mama is going to miss him, but we know he's here. We just cannot see him." "Does Auntie Betty know and Leslie and Stephen? They know he an angel?" "Yes, they do. But they will still be sad. So, don't feel bad if you see them sad, okay?" "Okay, Mama. He must be having fun flying around." Judy laughed, "I'm sure he is. Come on, let's get you dressed for breakfast."
Gene was jogging down the street, breathing heavy from anger and grief with each step. A car passed him but did a quick U-turn and pulled up beside him. When Gene noticed it was Dick Powell, he came to a halt and leaned into the window, resting on the door. "You heard?" "Yeah." "How you doin'?" "Probably gonna have a fifth of scotch in my cereal." "I hear ya. Listen, Frank called June again. He's going to bring Betty back in a few hours. We're making calls to meet up at the Bogart's place when she gets back." "Do you think that's wise? Might be too overwhelming for her?" "That's what I said but he said it was her idea. She probably doesn't want to be alone in the house right away." "What about the kids?" "He said they're staying at their Aunt's house to be around their cousins." "That's a good idea. I'll tell Judy then." "Okay. See you later."
A few hours later, the rat pack family were all casually gathered in the Bogart's living room. The mood was solemn and quiet as they softly chatted and drank Bacall's infamous Bloody Mary's. The lady of the house as in good spirits going from one room to the other making her cocktails. At one point, Gene stood leaning against the wall observing Lauren skeptically as Frank walked up to him. "Hey, bud." "Did she break down at the hospital?" "Nope. Cried a little, but was calm. To tell ya the truth, it kind of scares me." "Me, too. Look at her. She's in denial. She thinks it's a party." "I have a feeling she's going to explode soon." "Probably when we all go home." "That's why I'm not." "Huh?" "I'm not leaving her alone. I already told  her I'm taking the guest room." Gene took a sip of his drink, not sure if that was at all wise. He saw Judy head towards the kitchen and followed suit.
Judy was getting a glass of water when she felt Gene's hand rub her back, "How you doin' sweetheart?" "Not as good as Lauren." "Yeah, no kidding. Frank said she was calm at the hospital." "She's trying to be strong for everyone I think." "Or in denial." "Could be, but that doesn't sound like her. She took the news of his cancer very courageously." "Yes, but there was still hope then, baby. He was still alive. He's gone now. He's gone. I don't think it's hit her yet. Hell, it hasn't even hit me yet." She nodded sad just as Lauren walked in. They quickly acted nonchalant as the Mrs. crossed the room. She didn't acknowledge them and had no apparent smile - completely opposite than a minute ago in the living room. Gene grabbed a carrot from the veggie tray minding his own business but Judy stared at the back of Lauren who stood by the sink looking out the window there. "Looks like it's going to rain," the familiar posh voice said. Gene looked up at her, then caught eyes with Judy. Lauren turned around to look at them, her voice cracking, "Doesn't it look like rain?" "Yeah, honey," Gene answered softly as Judy bit her quivering lip. Lauren turned back around and suddenly she threw her empty champagne glass in the sink, shattering the crystal. Judy nor Gene flinched, but when Lauren started hyperventilating, they became concerned. Just as Gene got to her, her knees gave out and she collapsed into his arms as he eased her to the floor.
"....and so, the calm on Gene's face and the comfort of Judy's voice is what really got me through that breakdown there on my kitchen floor. And I'll forever be grateful for that." - Lauren Bacall
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cosmosogler · 7 years
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tired.
i had trouble sleeping last night again. i woke up really early. before the sun was up. dreamed about a road trip i’m pretty sure. i don’t remember the details. when my alarm went off i was so tired i set it to snooze for another 15 minutes, so i got up at 7:35.
i goofed off for a while instead of hopping to it. i had a real small breakfast because i just didn’t feel like making anything. tomorrow i’ll make some eggs... today i was so wiped from not having a big breakfast.
so i went downstairs to the gym at 9...? i was on the bike for the full 20 minutes (i even did a “sprint” thing at the end where i doubled the difficulty setting!) and then i swam 8 laps in the pool. while i was flailing around in the water i accidentally got a mouthful of chlorine water and that made me really sick about 20 minutes later.
i showered and stuff and got the laundry started. it was about 10:40 when i started cleaning the apartment. i’ve been feelin pretty sick in the mornings lately, so i figured, well, it wouldn’t hurt to give the bathroom and kitchen a good wipe-down. so i did that for a while. then it was 11:30 so i decided to head out to the bike shop.
i called mom for a quick check on the directions and it sounded like i had woken her up. she didn’t understand that there are two “7th street”s here, one on either side of main street. the bike shop was at the closer one.
at first i couldn’t find the shop. then i saw a tiny sign pointing at a back alley and i thought, “seems legit,” and walked back there. there was a door, and next to it, a 2-foot-long wooden fence that opened up into a driveway. i went through the door.
it took me a minute to find the guy. i was kind of overwhelmed by all the stuff arranged on the walls and laid out on the floor and hanging from the ceiling. eventually my timid “hello?”s got his attention. he had a single bike (out of like a hundred) that was a good size and weight for me. he didn’t have any helmets my size that i liked. 
riding the bike to test it out and see what needed to be repaired, i was struck by how i’ve... kind of forgotten how to ride a bicycle. i didn’t feel comfortable just rolling out into the back street with it, especially on game day when everyone’s looking for obscure parking, and then making a lap around the parking lot across the street was actually stressful and wobbly. 
i hung out there for a while as he fixed the brakes and i checked out some lights and locks and baskets. it ended up costing less than half of what mom had told me to expect. that was pretty cool. i rode the bike home and wobbled down the sidewalk and i might have been holding my breath for most of the 3-minute ride. there’s no bike lane on the main street and there’s... stuff on the sidewalks. 
when i got home i made a small lunch and ordered a helmet online. and i continued my laundry adventure. i’d gotten home at 12:40 so that was nice. at about 2 i went out to the grocery store. i didn’t bring my bike because i didn’t have a helmet. i forgot to see if they have bike racks in the parking lot too.
i spent a lot more money than usual but now that i have TWO canvas bags i can carry everything i need no problem. i found tofu and tempeh finally, so maybe next weekend i can make something that will be filling for lunch every day. tempeh’s SUPER good on soft tacos.
i got home at three. not ENTIRELY sure what i did until 4, but at 4 i swept the floors and brushed snoopy and gave her some cookies and made orange veggie chicken for dinner and had some peppermint tea. then i set aside about 15 minutes to stretch and another 10 to do a longer guided meditation. i fussed over my laundry for a little bit and then around 6:30...? i sat down on the smaller couch and read my textbook. i took a long break to have a snack and switch out the laundry, and then i read again and then it was 8:30. i finished more than half the chapter.
i mean, i’d meant to get more done... but i was aware that i might not get ANYTHING done because of all the running around i had to do. and reading for 90 minutes is pretty good all things considered. i arranged to do homework with keegan tomorrow afternoon- i’m going to go in to the department in the morning and work on the homework myself and then when keegan and soham get there i’ll have some questions ready. i’m stressed that i need to finish two full assignments though along with an unknown amount of textbook reading. i’ll have to pack a lot of food in my lunchbox and prepare to walk home after the bus routes end.
not riding the bike yet because i don’t have a helmet. 
i didn’t do much after i stopped reading at 8:30. i checked some updated comics at my usual 9, one of which prompted me to go back through the archives for 20 minutes because i just enjoy it so much. then i started writing here. 
you know, i actually didn’t watch ANY youtube videos today other than loading up some music. i still got distracted for a while this morning, but it wasn’t because i was watchin tv. 
i also composed a long email to my, uh, aunt linda. she’s uncle don’s cousin i think. i’ve visited with them before since they live in phoenix, i wrote about it here a few months ago, in like may i think.
i dunno i feel pretty comfortable being frank with them about how i’m doing. i guess it’s partly because i feel like it ain’t gonna hurt me if i’m honest. i, i guess, i wish i had met her and david sooner. i can’t really imagine having a reason to connect with them before grandma pearl died, i don’t think i knew they lived in phoenix or how to contact them. pearl talked about them a lot though and they visited with her fairly often. 
anyway overall i’m feeling pretty uneasy but it’s nice to be tired from running around all day again, instead of existentially tired. i mean i’m still existentially tired but i also feel like i might be able to sleep when i do go to bed.
i am not sure how well keegan and soham and i are going to be able to do the homework together. when i was working with keegan and harrison yesterday the three of us were VERY distractible. soham seems a little more business-oriented but i haven’t spoken with him personally before and i don’t know how comfortable i feel about being helpless and needy about the homework in front of him. suzanne should be there too hopefully... we do have long conversations but those usually come in between actually finishing actual homework problems.
can i actually do nine homework problems tomorrow...? probably not. but i’ll give it my best shot.
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lindaborgwardt-blog · 7 years
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Meyer/Meyer family history A CONVERSATION WITH AUNT ESTHER IDA MAE (MEYER) SCHENCK - 1993
By sisters
     Linda L. Borgwardt
     & Carol Holmbeck
     2017
A conversation with our Aunt Esther, my Mother
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 Back 24 years ago, my sister Carol and I took a day-trip to Reedsburg with her Aunt Esther … my mother, Esther Ida Mae (Meyer) Schenck. Our actual destination was the Green Wood Cemetery, where my mother’s parents were laid to rest. Carol went with us to see the cemetery, but more importantly, to learn more about our Meyer history. 
On our trek, Carol spent almost the entire trip questioning my Mother, and recording her answers. We learned a lot about our Meyer roots that day…. Thanks to Carol’s efforts for recording … and thanks to Brenda, Carol’s daughter, who back in  1993, tediously typed up both the questions and answers … thus, we have Aunt Esther’s memories for prosperity.
When I found this file in my computer 24 years later, I instantly knew this needed to be shared. I wanted to share it, so that others who were interested to learning more about our Meyer roots can.
Before I get started with the story, it’s important to explain how my Mother (Esther) is my Sister Carol’s Aunt Esther … well, Aunt Esther is my aunt, too. … If you don’t know our family history, you may ask, “How can that be?”
You see, Carol’s and my biological father was Arthur Henry Meyer. He was Esther’s second brother. He, and his first wife Vera, had seven children in ten years from 1937 to 1948: Dale, Roy, Ralph, Nina, Carol, Johnny and me … Linda. Because of a bad economy after the end of WWII, like so many others, Art had trouble finding work. And … because of Vera’s mental illness, which unfortunately was schizophrenia … due to no fault of her own, Art and Vera were unable to care for us.
Back in those days, adoption was pretty common for families who experienced a death in the family, financial difficulties, divorce, or any other unfortunate event. When these events occurred, there may have been very few options. And, the family had to make the decision to be split up, and the children were put up for adoption. That is why we seven were put up for adoption. There were no fall backs.
In the late 1940s, there weren’t many social programs to help kids out when families broke up, like there is today. Usually, if the kids weren’t taken in by family members, most of the time the kids would go to orphanages, and hope and pray … and wait … to be adopted. …. You might say that the orphanages were the social programs of that day.
Aunt Esther and Uncle Bill Schenck, along with both Art and Vera’s other brothers and sisters, tried to help care for us. Many relatives brought food and clothing. Others took us to their homes for a day, or two, or more. However, things were going south for our family of seven kids.
Consequently, all we seven kids were put up for adoption. Unfortunately, we were separated and placed into four different families. Three of the families did not have children. Dale and Nina went to the Beckmans; Roy and Carol to the Kiekhafer; and Ralph and Johnny to the Bovees. … As for me, I was adopted by family … our Aunt Esther (Meyer) and Uncle Bill Schenck, and I gained another sister, as they had a daughter of their own.  
So, what does this mean?  First, Aunt Esther and Uncle Bill were my aunt and uncle, and then when I was adopted, they became my mom and dad. So, now you know how Carol and I are sisters. … Oh wait … would that make us cousins, too?... Shhhhheeeewww! … I am glad I have straightened this out in my mind. Otherwise, I would be lost. Well, if I am lost, my kids will put me in the “home.” So, I guess I will never be totally lost. (Chuckle)
  The Purpose of our Trip was two-fold.
On this particular trip, again, the main purpose was to take Mother up to the Greenwood Cemetery by Reedsburg. Her dad, mother and youngest brother Frank (she always called him Frankie.) were laid to rest there, and she wanted to put flowers on their graves. Before my dad passed, every Memorial Day he and my mother would make the trip up.
The cemetery is located on the north edge of Reedsburg along Hwy. K (Myrtle St.) It is and about a 1½ hour drive from Afton, WI, where they lived. After leaving the cemetery, mother and dad would visit a few of Bill’s nieces and nephews, who lived in and around Reedsburg and Baraboo. Since my dad passed at the end of 1989, I became the person to take Mother up.
Mother and I would usually drive up there every year, or two. Back in 1993, my sister Carol was BIG into genealogy (well … still is), and was absorbed in digging deeper into our Meyer-Meyer family. This including Mother’s parents … our grandparents … Henry (Hank) Meyer and Emma (Meyer) Meyer. Carol is one of our family genealogists. Nina along with her daughter Tammy have also dug into the Meyer genealogy.
You see, prior to our trip, Carol had paid a visit to her mother-in-law Florence (Steininger) Holmbeck. She asked lots of questions about Florence’s Steininger-Holmbeck histories. Carol recorded her answers, and then asked her daughter Brenda if she would type up their conversation. Florence’s kids and grand kids were, and still are, extremely grateful. Therefore, we thought this would be a wonderful opportunity to capture Mother’s memories.
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Carol was so excited to go with us. She brought along her handy-dandy tape recorder … we didn’t have palm cams then. She recorded all her questions and all of Mother’s answers. From the time I pulled out of Mother’s driveway, she started recording.
Can you imagine a person bombarding an 80 some-year-old lady with 126 questions? Well, Carol did. No … she wasn’t interrogating her (chuckle), but we sure had fun during the entire drive. Many of Mother’s answers, we pretty much knew the answers to. However, there were many questions that shed a new light on parts of the Meyer-Meyer history that Carol and I were not aware of.  
It was so wonderful to watch Mother’s face light up as she strolled down memory lane back to the good ole’ days. Her face was glowing like I had never seen before. And … it goes without saying, Carol and I enjoyed the entire trip … every minute of it.  Even after 23 years, it is still just as much fun for us to read Mother’s words … and … remember our special trip together with her.  
Also, just for reference…
Q – Questions asked by Carol
A – Answers given by Aunt Esther
L – Questions by Linda
Note -- Updates, corrections, add information to, or help clarify Mother’s story.
KEEPING TRACK OF THE MEYER NAMES
Now, keeping track of the “who’s who” of the Meyer-Meyer family ... well … was pretty confusing to me. Actually, it was probably the hardest part of all. … I have always been great with numbers, but names go out the window pretty quickly. For some reason committing those the Meyer-Meyer family names to memory have always been difficult, except Henry and Emma. I am not sure if it was the first names, middle names … or just the last names. (Chuckle) Therefore, when I tried working on our genealogy, I would have to call Nina or Carol. I felt like a dumb-nut almost every time. So, just so that we … especially me … can keep them straight, I am listing our ancestors. … As far as I know, the following list is as far as our genealogy has taken us backwards. … Oh, by the way, there will be a quiz at the end! Just kidding.
  GENEALOGY OF EMMA (Meyer) & HENRY MEYER
 Esther’s parents
Emma Dorothea Meyer (1878 - 1930)
Henry Wilhelm Meyer (1881 - 1961)
 Emma’s parents
Johann Peter Christoph Meyer (1838 - 1890)
Dorothea Magdelena Heitman Meyer (1844 - 1911)
 Henry’s parents
George Christopher Meyer (1830 - 1910)
Catharina Margretha Behn Meyer (1845 - 1922)
 Catharina’s parents
Heinrich Henry Johann Behn (1816 – 1899)
Catharina Dorathea Burmeister (1816 – 1896)  
                        Our Day Trip to Reedsburg
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                     Emma Dorothea Meyer (1878 - 1930)
QUESTIONS
Q 1. Tell us about your mom coming over on the ship.
A. She came over on the ship with her family.
Q 2. Sisters and brothers?
A.  I think two families came over together.
Q 3. Do you have anything that shows when they came?  Do you know where they landed?
A.    No, they never talked about those things.  
Q 4. Where did they come from ... Germany?
A. Yes, Germany.
Note: Her obituary reads, “Mrs. Meyer was born in Hanover, Germany, May 6, 1878 and when three years old her parents came to America and her early youth was spent on  a farm near Loganville.”
Q 5. Did they ever mention any towns over there where they lived?
A. My grandmother’s obituary said Hanover, Germany.
Q 6. Did she (Emma) have a lot of brothers or sisters?
A. No, she only had one sister. She had a brother who died when he was young.
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          Dorothea Magdelena Heitman Meyer 
Obituary 
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Words from the obituary above.
Mrs. Magdalena Meyer, whose maiden name was Heitmann was born November 16th 1844 at Oberhalverbec Hanover, and was married to Peter Meyer in 1872. They came to Reedsburg in 1881. Later they moved to a place south of Loganville where her husband died in 1891. For nine years she stayed with her sister Mrs. John Westermann. Her last years were spent with her daughter Mrs. H. Meyer where she died Jan. 1st. She was subject to spasms ever since she was 21 years old in one of which she died while the family was away attending morning services at church, her hymn book was lying by her side. The deceased was aged 66 years 1 month 16 days. She leaves behind 2 daughters Mrs. H. Meyer and Mrs. Carl Bajen and one sister Mrs. Catherine Westermann.
           Note: Find-a-Grave
... indicates that Emma had three siblings, which the family never talked about it. Listed below are Emma and her brother and sisters in birth order.               
Three sisters & one brother in Emma’s family
Catherine Wilhelmine Dorothea Meyer (1875 - 1881)
Note: Catherine lived to be about 6 years of age, which is, coincidentally, the same year the family would have come over to  America.
Emma Dorothea (Meyer) Meyer (1878 –1930)
Note: Emma was three when her parents left Germany for America.
Ida Mae (Meyer) Blotkamp (1881 - 1963)
Note: Great Aunt Ida was the only surviving sibling of Emma’s.
Karl Johannes Meyer (1885 - 1886)
Note: Karl must have been born in Wisconsin; but only lived a year, or so, if that.
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                 Ida Mae sitting and Emma standing      
  Q 7. What was your mother’s maiden name?
A. Emma Meyer
Q 8. What was her maiden name?
A. Her maiden name was Meyer, and my dad was also named Meyer.
Q 9. But, they weren’t related, right?
A. No
Q 10. Where did your dad (Henry) come from.
A. He lived in Wisconsin. I think he was born around Reedsburg, or somewhere up there.
Note: His parents came over on the boat in 1867. Their first child, William (Wilhelm) Henry Meyer while on the boat. 
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                               Henry and Emma Meyer - 1902
Meyer Reunions of Old in Reedsburg (Dates?)
                                              Six children of 
       George Christopher & Catharina (Behn) Meyer
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Elizabeth Meyer (1871 - 1961)
Herman Meyer (1874 - 1961)
Lena Teresa Meyer Riley (1876 - 1952)
August Henry Meyer (1879 - 1960)
Henry Wilhelm Meyer (1881 - 1961)
Edward Heinrich August Meyer (1883 -1970)   
Two sons not pictured: The oldest son was William Henry Meyer (1867 – 1867). When George Christopher and Catharina came over on the boat, their first born child died, and he may been buried at sea. I thought I read it somewhere, but I cannot confirm that fact about being buried at sea. Also not pictured, their second son, Fredrich John Meyer (1868 – 1948). According to records, he moved to Nebraska. http://www.werelate.org/wiki/Person:Catharina_Behn_%281%29Family tree.
… Two of these reunion photos were my mother’s, and I received one of them from a cousin in Sauk City. Dah! … I can’t believe I didn’t mark them correctly. Now, I have no idea when they were taken. It could be at any wedding, like Esther (Meyer) and Bill Schenck in 1928, or possibly taken in 1930 after the death of Emma’s, Henry’s wife. … Or, for any other large family gathering.
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Here are the people I can name in this large group: Aunt Lizzy (Elizabeth) is the second person from the left standing in front. The only person that I could identify as Uncle Gust might be the fifth person from the left standing in the back. The ninth person from the left is most likely my dad, Bill Schenck. Three heads to the right is probably my mother, Esther (Meyer) Schenck. Uncle Hermon is the one in front wearing the unbuttoned vest. Henry, is the seventh person from the right standing up. Uncle Ed is down in front on the left side wearing a buttoned vest. Aunt Lena is sitting down front in the dark top with a shining brooch. … If this photo was taken in 1935, the year Frank died at age, the little girl way up on top could be Bill & Esther’s living twin daughter Dolores. She would be about that age. It sure looks like her. Actually, she looks like the spitting image of Doreen, Dolores’ daughter
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My mother wrote on the back that this was taken in 1928. She was married in 1928. Her dad, Henry, is on the left ... plus ... the others were 6 siblings, but she couldn’t remember who was who.
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From left to right: Esther Meyer, Rudolph, Crystal Schultz, Raymond Meyer, Selma Shultz and little “Frankie” Meyer… per Esther’s writing on the back of the photo
Q 11. What were his (Henry) parents’ names?
A. His dad’s name was George, and his mom’s was Margarette, something like that. 
Note: George Christopher Meyer and Catharina Margareta Behn
Q 12. What were your mother’s parents’ names?
A. Her dad died when she was a girl.
Note: Johann Peter Christoph Meyer and Dorothea Magdelena Heitman
Q 13. Do you remember their names...?
A. I have them at home. His granddaughter has a tree. She went back on the Meyer’s side quite a ways.
Q 14. How many kids were in your family? I know you, Art and Uncle Ervin.
A. There were five of us.
Q 15.  Who were the other two?
A. Frankie died; he drowned. He was 15 years old. And, Ray … he is the oldest. He is going to be 90 years old next February (in 1994).
                                ESTHER AND HER FOUR BROTHERS 
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PRIVATE RAYMOND HERMAN MEYER
 (1903- 2004) - In his Marine uniform
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ESTHER IDA MAE (MEYER) SCHENCK  (1909 – 2004) - Age 16
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 ARTHUR HENRY MEYER  (1913 - 1964)
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 ERVIN AUGUST MEYER  (1914 – 2001)
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  FRANKLIN (FRANKIE) MEYER (1919 - 1935) - Age 15
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  Photo: This is of Ray, about 6 years old, and Esther at about 1 year old. My guess us, she is wearing her hand-made christening gown ... maybe .… Debra, Ervin’s daughter has that chair.  
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Photo: Mother labeled this photo - 1925 .. a friend, Ray and Mother (Esther) in Madison. ... She was 16. Athletic Field in Madison probably doesn’t even exist.
Q 16. And, where were you all born.
A. We were all born in Wisconsin up by Reedsburg.
Q 17. When did you move down here (to Afton)?
A. I think it was 1939. We were married in 1928 in Baraboo.
Q 18. What brought you down this way? Was it his work?
A. Ervin brought us down. He was running a Singer Sewing Machine shop. Ray and Fola had moved down here, and we kept coming down o visit them. Art was down here, too. When my mother died, our family kind of broke up. We kind of followed Fola and Ray where ever they went. They lived on Bass Creek in Afton just west of the bridge. Ray built four houses along the creek.
Note: Uncle Ervin was certainly an entrepreneur. He went into business with his brother-in-laws Marx and Lentz. They built many homes in the Hawthorne Circle area. Both Uncle Ray and Grandpa Henry (Hank) worked for them. … Uncle Ervin had his own Singer Sewing Machine Shop and Antique Furniture Store on N. Main St., Janesville.
Today, the building is torn down. My grandfather, Henry Meyer would stay there often, and do lots of fishing along the Rock River. … Also, over a period from 1939 to 2001, Ervin ran many businesses: antique shops in Beloit and Janesville, and two separate resorts located around Hayward. ….. As well, he took an old barn south of Janesville on Oakley Rd., and turned it into Meyer’s sales. ... Uncle Ervin owned a cottage on Lower Eau Lake, which was about 20 miles north of Hayward off Hwy. 27. He owned it for close to 40 years.  His family and our family spent many a vacation there. Plus, there were many of my brothers and sisters, and cousins, and extended families, and friends, who would few days, or more at the lake thanks to Uncle Ervin.
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Interestingly, when Uncle Ervin bought the tiny cottage and three hundred feet of shoreline on the lake, he sold part of it to Uncle Ray and Aunt Fola. And, they built their own cottage on the lake. There were so many memories made up there.
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 That’s me at nine years old. 
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  Note: This is Uncle Ervin’s cabin in the late 1980s. Over on the left is the mobile home my folks moved up to the lake. There was my dad’s pier on the left and Uncle Ervin’s on the right. About 100 feet to the right was Uncle Ray’s pier, and, his cottage is above that. 
Q 19. What was it like when you went to school? Was it a one-room school house?
A. I went to a Christian School through eighth grade. It was one big room.
Note: Mother told me that she went to a Lutheran school for eight years. Then, she attended 9th grade at the Reedsburg High School. In fact, Carol found her name in the book, and she was tickled to hear that. It is in the book THE HISTORY OF SAUK COUNTY, WISCONSIN, about Sauk Co. which includes Reedsburg. Mother said that there wasn’t much work for her dad back then, so she quit and found a job so she could help her family out. That would have been right around 1924 or 1925. Again, times were tough as the United States was trying to recover from WWI.
https://archive.org/details/historyofsaukcou00west  
Q 20. Did you have to carry water and wood for the school, like you hear? … Like other people talk about it?
A. No.
Q 21. Did you attend a church up there?
A. Yes, we went to church every Sunday. I was in Sunday school. We were always Lutherans. My mother had a German Bible. She could read German.
Note: Mother told me that her mother, Emma, went to church almost every day.
Q 22. Who got to keep that (the Bible)?
A. I don’t know who has that. I think I gave it to Mamie, (Emma’s cousin) cause she could read German.
Q. 23. Did your mom speak  German to you a lot, or just English?
A. No, she just talked English, but my Aunt Ida talked German. She couldn’t speak much English. She was one of the older ones to come over with my mother. Every time you would go to visit her, she would give you a dollar bill. … I knew a few words in German when I was young, but I lost it. There are a few words I still know. I used to talk to people who only knew German, when I was little. Going to this German school; they taught both German and English.
Q 24. Where did your mom and dad meet?
A. I don’t know.
Q 25. How did you meet Uncle Bill?
A. It’s hard to remember. It’s been so long ago … I can’t remember. I think I was at a dance. My uncle was a dance instructor (caller of square dancing) and he would come down from Baraboo to Reedsburg, and  me up and take me with him. He wanted to make sure us kids behaved themselves. That’s how I got to go to dances.
Q 26. Do you like to dance?
A. Yes.
Q 27. Did Aunt Mamie have any kids? (Asked by Linda)
A. She had three. Two boys and one girl. One of them, Harold Schultz, lived in Janesville. The other one worked in the post office in Chicago. The daughter died.
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The photo was taken on Bill & Esther’s wedding day … April 22, 1928 with Ervin & Frankie … Esther bought Bill’s suit for their wedding.
Q 29. Didn’t you say a cousin has the Bible?
A. Yes, she (Mamie) is the one who got the Bible. Harold, her son in Janesville might know where the Bible is.  Another cousin there in Janesville is an insurance man, I can’t remember the name.
Q 28. Who was Aunt Mami?
A. She was my mom’s cousin.
 Q 30. (Carol) I worked with a lady who is a Schenck from Reedsburg.
A. There is a family up there (Schenck) spelled the same.
Q 31. Her father has a farm there in Reedsburg. His son has the farm. Do you know we are related to the Schenck’s up there?
A.    Not that I know of.
Q 32. (Linda)  Who was that cousin that lived on the farm down towards Beloit?
A. I don’t remember. … (Subject changed) … I think my grandfather was buried in Loganville up by Reedsburg.
Q.33. What was Art like growing up?
A. He was very bashful. He used to fight a lot with the boys. I used to tell mother to  get after him. I used to catch him, and then she would spank him. Ha! Ha! Ha!  (Mother was laughing.)
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Photo: Art, Ervin & Frankie, We think this photo was taken in the middle 1920s. Frank looks like he is five, or so. He was born in 1919.
Q. 34. Do you remember how he (Art) met Vera?
A. I know he met her in Beloit, but I don’t know how.    
Q. 35. (Aunt Linda) I thought he actually worked for a farmer?
A. Art had a girlfriend in Janesville, before he met Vera. I don’t remember name. I always liked Art. He was a likable guy.
Note: Donald Ahlquist, my brother-in-law, always joked about Art marrying the “farmer’s daughter.” You know … like the “farmer’s daughter story.” Don would laugh, and say, marrying the “farmer’s daughter.” You know … like the “farmer’s daughter story.”  We all would la ugh, and say, “Art found work on a farm, and had to married the father’s daughter.”  I have absolutely no proof. But, the story sounded good at the time. And, I remember chuckled about it. … And, I always believed it. 
However, it is a fact that Vera was living in Beloit with her uncle, the Beloit Police Commissioner. Aunt Martha, Vera’s youngest sister and 15 years her junior, said that when Vera was a teenage, she was causing lots of problems at home.  Of course, everyone knows that teenagers can cause lots of problems at home.  
Q 36. (Carol) I feel bad that I didn’t get to know him (Art). The others were old enough, and out of their houses, to make the contact. I was young enough where I didn’t have access.
A.    He was a nice person. He didn’t drink or smoke.
Q 37. Did he chase women?
A. Not very much, Ervin was the woman-chaser.
Q 38. How old is Ervin?
A. He is seventy-eight. (In 1993.)
Q 39. How old are you?
A. I’m eighty-four. (Again, in 1993)
Q 40. Do you ever wish that you had a sister?
A. Yes. My mother died when I was quite young. I grew up without a mother, or a sister. All I had was those boys!
Q 41. What was your dad like?
A. He was nice.
Note: His name was Henry Wilhelm (William) Meyer (1881 - 1961). I have very fond memories of him. My grandfather was quiet, and a very kind and patient sole. He seemed to always have a smile on this face, especially when fishing and playing Euchre. His laugh would warm all of our hearts.  
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This was taken in 1951. I am three and sitting next to my Grampa Hank.
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This was taken in 1959 of Grampa Hank. He used to fish about 100 feet from the shore just out from the cabin and catch 100s of pan fish. My dad, Bill Schenck, would complain, as he usually cleaned them all. When I was helping once in a while, my dad would have me throw the little ones back. Tsk!
Q 42. Were they all tall?
A. Dad was like Ervin. Art was 6’ 3”. Frankie was about the same.
Q 43. How did Frank die?
A. He drowned in the lake when he went fishing.
Q 44. Did they think he had a seizure?
 A. Yes … nobody was by him. Uncle George (Bill’s brother) an Bill wanted to take him (Frankie) fishing. He was 15. I (Aunt Esther) told them I didn’t want him (Frankie) to go. They left him alone, and went up to the house. When they came back, he was gone. He had seizures. He was the nicest kid.
Note: Mother and I visited Uncle George (Bill’s Brother) on his 100th birthday in 1999. He seemed to be quite sound of mind. We talked a lot about the past. Surprisingly, during our conversation, he brought up Frankie’s death in 1935. My dad had already passed in 1989, and had never talked about it with me. Uncle George told me that Frankie was fishing out on a pier on along the Baraboo River, and Uncle George and dad went back to the car to get some fishing gear from the trunk. The car was just up over a knoll and out of sight of the pier. Frankie had a seizure and fell off the pier, and went under the water before they got back from the car. Immediately, my dad went into the water trying to find Frankie, while my uncle drove for help. The firefighters came, and it took almost an hour to find Frankie. The current swept him under an overhanging bank. According to my Uncle George, my dad never got over it, and blamed himself the rest of his life for Frankie’s death. 
 Here are a few photos from Mother’s album of Frankie.
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Little Frankie .... I think he was three or four here. 
Frankie with his mother, Emma.
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Back: Frankie Meyer, Leonard Meyer (Ray’s oldest son,) a friend, Dolores Schenck (Esther’s daughter, front: Sandy Meyer (Ervin’s oldest daughter,) Then, there is Jean, Leroy & Joyce - all Ray’s kids  & a friend.
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Ervin is on the left and Frankie on the right. 
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This is Frank with Dolores (Esther’s daughter.)
Q 45. Did Frank always have those seizures, or did he get sick and then get them?
A. He didn’t always have those seizures. He got them after his mother died. He got them when he was in his teens. Mother’s grandmother, Dorothea Magdelena Heitman Meyer, had them, too.
Note: Mother said that Frankie would have several of them a day. It is really sad. And, remember, Frankie’s grandmother had them the day she died according to her obituary.
Q 46. Your grandma who came over on the boat had them, too?
A. Yes, I think she died from one, too, because she was alone at home. They went to church, and when they came back, she was gone.
Q 47. How old was she?
A. She was in her sixties, I was just small when she died. I don’t remember her. I do remember my dad’s mother, Catharina Margretha (Behn) Meyer, though. I remember going to her funeral.
                                                       Obituary
                             Catharina Margretha Behn Meyer
                                         Henry Meyer’s mother
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  Meyer
Mrs. Catharina Margretha Meyer, nee Behn was born Jan. 7 1845 in Oldendorf, Prov. Hanover, Germany. She was baptized and confirmed in Nohrendorf by A. Goegling, Pastor. She was married to George Meyer 1867. The same year they came to America and located in Loganville. This union was blessed with seven children—5 boys and 2 girls: Fredrick of Spokane, Wash., Mrs. Lizzie Kutzbach, town of Reedsburg, Wis., Herman at Reedsburg, Mrs. Lena Riley of Albion, Neb., August, Lime Ridge; Henry and Eduard at Reedsburg. Her husband died 12 years ago. She made her home since that time with her youngest son, Eduard where she died Dec7, 1922, aged 77 years, 11 months after an illness of about 2 years. The deceased leaves to mourn for her, one sister Mrs. Westedt in Wanebeck near Hamburg, Germany, also 30 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren. The funeral was held Saturday, the 9th of Dec. from the St. John’s Lutheran Church conducted by the pastor Rev L. Schneider
                            Obituary for Emma (Meyer) Meyer
 In Mother’s handwriting note above Emma’s obituary,
                        “Died in Madison Hospital recently.”
This was in the Reedsburg newspaper.
Mrs. Emma Meyer died in a Madison Hospital Feb. 26, 1930.  The funeral was held from the Lutheran Church in Baraboo and interment was in Greenwood cemetery, Reedsburg.   …  Mrs. Meyer was born in Hanover, Germany, May 6, 1878 and when three years old her parents came to America and her early youth was spent on a farm near Loganville. … On April 16, 1903 she was united in Marriage with Henry Meyer and five children were born in this union. Raymond of Janesville; Esther, Mrs. Wm Schenck of Baraboo; Arthur, Ervin and Frank at home.  Besides the family one sister survives, Mrs. Ida Blotkamp of Napoleon, Ohio.  
On another note: There were two different obits. Sadly, when I found the second obituary, I found Mother had written, “BD 11-4-28   Died 11-5-28” … The small article read,
“Twin Baby girls were born to Mr. And Mrs. Willis Schenck of this city at St.Mary’s Ringling hospital Sunday, one of the little girls passed away this morning. … 11-5-1928.”
Mother said that the doctor called her a “blue baby.” … Dolores’ twin was named Mary Magdelena Margareta (Esther’s grandmother’s middle names.)  … Today, “blue baby” means Mary had a hole in her heart. We don’t know if Dolores had a damaged heart. However, when my dad had open-heart surgery in 1985, he had three blocked arteries, and a valve needed replacing. I always said that he had a “tune- and a valve job.” He lived four more years. Anyway, it was during that surgery when the doctors found out that he had a small hole in his heart, like “blue babies.” They fixed it.
Note: Emma died at age 52. ... Here is interesting story. … My sister-in-law Cleo, Dale’s second wife, had cancer. My mother and I went to visit her on the day just before her passing. We had a lovely visit. However, on the way home, my mother said very quietly, “My mother (Emma) had a stomach that looked just like Cleo’s.” … Mother could not say the word “cancer.”
Emma had been taken to the Madison hospital for a few days prior to her death. But, back in 1930, no one spoke the word “cancer,” because it had a stigma, and was usually only whispered. If Emma had cancer, it was never mentioned. She could have had ovarian cancer. … Esther had a hysterectomy, and she said the doctor said it could have become cancerous. I was eight at the time. She was 47. When I was 42, I too, had a hysterectomy, and the doctor told me it was pre-cancerous.
Q 48. How old were you when your parents died?
A. I was 22 when my mother died in 1930, and my dad died in 1961.
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Left: Emma Dorothea (Meyer) Meyer … Right: Esther Ida Mae (Meyer) Schenck … This was taken on Esther and Bill’s wedding day, April 22, 1928. According to my mother, this was the only picture taken of the two of them together that she had.
Q 49. So, your mother was fairly young when she died. What did she die from?
A. I don’t know. They took her to Madison and the doctors said that she was just “all worn out. She did too much.”
Q 50. So, everybody was pretty much older, except for Frankie then, right?
A. Yes.
Q 51. What do you remember about World War I? Do you have relatives who fought in it?
A. No, I can’t remember World War I.
Q 52. What do you remember?
A. We lived out on a farm near Reedsburg. They came to our school and told us about it. One of the neighbors picked all of us kids up and took us to town.
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Photo: This is our grandfather on the right and his friend on the left. According to Mother, someone asked her dad to join the Wisconsin National Guard. Her mother was extremely upset, and begged him not to go.
Note: While looking up information on the Wisconsin Guard history, I found:
“The 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Infantry Regiments were mustered into Federal service on 30 June 1916 For Mexican Border service. The Guard Unit's Troop A and Troop B were mustered out of Federal Service on 20 October 1916 and 6 March 1917, respectively. The regiments were mustered out at Fort Sheridan, Illinois, on 19 January 1917 (1st), 28 February 1917 (2nd), and 14 December 1916 (3rd).”
Henry actually volunteered. However, after two days with the Guard, he was sent home, as he had children at home to feed. Consequently, his name was not entered into the Guard roles. That was the practice back then. Mother said that her mother (Emma) was so relieved he didn’t have to go.
Q 53. Do you remember if any of your brothers were in that war?
A. No, but Bill’s brother, Clarence Schenck, fought in it. His brother came home with some kind of disease.
Q 54. Was the Depression hard for you?
A. Yes, We didn’t have anything. No money, or anything. Bill worked wherever he could find anything to do. He used to go out to hunt and fish.
Note: Mother told me about when they lived across from a creamery. Dolores was a little baby. My dad would sneak ice cream out of the creamery for them every day.
Q 55. Did you live in Afton at the time?
A. No. (Reedsburg)
Q 56. When did you move to Afton? The house you lived in when I was little?
A. 1939. We built that house. Ray and Bill built it, because we didn’t have much money.
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Note: The little house on Bass Creek. It’s size was 20’ x 30’. It was down two houses from the Afton Feed Mill. It was torn down in the late 1980′s.
Q 57. I remember you had a washing machine with a window in front.
A. The Westinghouse (washer).
Q 58. I have very few memories of me (Carol) as a little girl, but I remember you had a washing machine where you could see the clothes going around and around. Did I spend much time with you?
A. Yes, you used to come over once in a while. We would kind of take turns with the boys and girls. There were too many of you to have you at once.
Q 59. When Linda came along, did you pretty much care for her? Was Vera up to caring for her at all?
A. She (Vera) did some. It was mostly Dale that did an awful lot. He even tried to bathe her. It was somebody’s birthday, and he baked a cake.
Q 60. Dale tells a story about when we were building the house on Turtle Creek, that there was an army tent with an entrance, and that we kept a cow in the entrance to keep the heat in.  Do you remember anything about the tent when they were building that house?
A.    I don’t remember a tent.
(Linda) – I don’t think I was born yet. …
(Carol) – I’m not even sure I was…. Ha!
Q 61. Did Vera or Art have a Violin?
A. No, but my dad made a violin.
Q 62. Could any of them sing, or you?
A. I can’t carry a tune.
Q 63. (Carol) In the house by the creek … I can remember going into a bedroom and seeing a violin in the bottom dresser drawer.
A. It was probably Dad’s (Henry) ... Dolores took lessons on a Hawaiian guitar. Dad (Henry) used to play the violin all the time. I wanted it as a keepsake. I don’t know who got it. I don’t think Art had that one. My uncle made each of his kids one.  … My dad and his brothers used to have an orchestra.
NOTE: It probably was not an orchestra. Mother told me that he played at barn dances and weddings. … She was just tickled when she told me about her wedding. Her dad threw her a huge party …  you guessed it … a huge barn dance. You have to remember, the Meyer/Meyer family had lots and lots of relatives, and friends. Gramps put on a huge celebration for her wedding. And, she told me then, the “guys in his and played.”
Q 64. Q. Could any of them sing, or you?
A. I can’t carry a tune. Linda has a pretty voice. Linda won first place in a talent contest. Michael has a nice voice, too.
Note: I actually won five talent contest. Two in Footville during “Farmer Days.” with Connie Carlson, and three at Rock Consolidated in 6th, 7th and 8th grades.
Q 65. Do you remember any old history things that your family told you?
A. No.
Q 66. Was anyone in your family a bank robber, or cowboy?
A. No. The only thing that happened in our family was our grandpa committed suicide.
Q 67. Who?
A. Grandpa George Meyer (Henry’s dad).
Q 68. Do you know what the circumstances were, and why he did it?
A. They said he was very jealous of his wife. I don’t remember much. He shot at her first, but didn’t kill her. She lived for quite a few years.
Q 69. Did she have a male friend?
A. No, I don’t know how true it is.
Q 70. Is there any Indian blood in us?
A. Grandpa (George) was always saying that, but he was just kidding.
Q 71. Who was it who said that your mother wasn’t your mother?
A. Joyce’s daughter, Laura, who was looking up the Meyer family tree. She thought she found out that my mother was not my mother? 
  Q 72. Is it true?
A. No. Ray said he was right there when I was born. He said that they put me in a shoe box, because I was so tiny. They found on her records that things were all mixed up.
Note: I am guessing that she was a “preemie.”
Q 73. Who did she think is your mother?
A. She didn’t find it, but Ray says it’s not true. They have got my record up at the Reedsburg church. I was one of the first children baptized in the big Lutheran church. They have the record of my family, and when my mother and father were married.
Q 74. Then, you weren’t adopted and left on a doorstep?
A. No. In those days, they didn’t keep such good records.
Q 75. Did Ida Mae have any children?
A. No, she never had any children. She was married twice.
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Aunt Ida (Meyer) Blotkamp at age 75
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Q 76. Is she your mother’s sister?
A. Yes
Q 77. Older or younger?
A. Younger. I don’t know how much younger. Aunt Ida used to come on the train once in a while to visit us.  She came when Linda was a little girl. She used to take care of her (Linda) and walk with her down by the (Bass) creek.
Note: Prior to Great Aunt Ida’s passing, she was probably afflicted with Alzheimer’s. My mother and dad and I would often ride up to Baraboo to visit relatives. Mother’s Aunt Ida was on the list of stops one time. I was probably 10, or so. I remember watching Mother walk up to the door and knock. Aunt Ida answered the door, and would not let Mother in. Aunt Ida did not recognize her. …Most likely Alzheimer’s. My mother was pretty shook up about it, to say the least. Aunt Ida lived to be 82.
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  Photo: When I found this picture, I was shocked. What shocked me was how much Mother looked like her. At age 92, she was the spitting image of her Aunt Ida. Mother would be proud.
Another thing … Mother told me something her Aunt Ida told her that she never forgot. My mother had sewn something she was very proud of. … Mother would sew dresses for Dolores, and for me. Some of the dresses were beautiful. 
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Yes ... she even made me a matching bonnet.
... So, one day, Mother took something she had sewn up to show her Aunt Ida. … She couldn’t believe what Aunt Ida told her, “You will never sew as good as your mother.” … oowwww, I bet that hurt.
      Green Wood Cemetery, Reedsburg, WI
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Q 77. (Linda) – Here we have the Cemetery. What is that cemetery across the road from Green Wood Cemetery – What is its name?
A. St. Peter’s (Aunt Esther is pointing out different parts of the cemetery where anyone can be buried, and where only the Lutherans can be ... buried.) My grandma is up here. My Mother has a sister buried down here (Catherine Wilhelmine Dorothea Meyer) near the end (of a lane.).  And, that’s where only the Lutherans can be (buried.) She decided when she was a little girl, she was going to be buried up near there (pointing out of the area.) Her name was Meyer.
Q 79. How far down would any of the relatives be?
A. My grandma is about halfway up the hill, where it says Schultz.
Q 80. What was her name?
A. Katherine.
We are getting out of the car to go look at head stones.
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Photo:
Left: Henry W. Meyer’s stone
Right: Frank & Emma Meyer’s stone
   Q 81. Your mother and father’s names were what?
A. Emma and Henry. I know my grandma wouldn’t have a marker, because my folks never put one in. I don’t think this is it. I have a Katherine Schultz. She isn’t a Shultz anymore.
Q 82. Who is Uncle Doug?
A. My uncle, my dad’s brother’s:  Uncle Herman, Uncle Ed, Aunt Emma and Uncle Gus.
Q 83. How do you know if you are related, or not, to some of this other Meyer’s here?
A. I just know my relations. If you see a Donald Meyer, that’s a relative also. This is the small Lutheran church. The big Lutheran church is up there. (Mother points towards the top of the hill. Aunt Emma and Uncle Gus are buried here. (Linda began listing off different Meyer names that were listed below her parents to see if Aunt Esther recognized them.) I was at Aunt Emma’s funeral. Hers (headstone) is out further toward the front. There’s a Fisher. I used to go to school with Ida Fisher out in the country by Loganville.
Q 84. Here are Katherine and Edward Meyer.
A. That would be Uncle Ed and Aunt Katie. They did belong to St. John’s (Lutheran.)
Q 85. (Linda) Did you belong to St. John’s?
A. I belonged to St. Peter’s.
 (We get out again to look at more headstones.)
 Q 86. Who are these people? Their child?
A. Louisa is my Aunt and Herman is my Uncle and this is my cousin.(Pointing) Yes.
(Getting into car) 
A.  …. Two guys came from Germany, and they used to come and visited us when we lived on the farm. They settled in New York.
Q 87. Who was that?
A. Some relatives of my mother’s. I don’t remember their names, but I know they are in New York. …
  We are driving (Pointing) My dad built that house. 
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This was taken before 1909 prior to the fire that burnt it down.  
Q 88. (Linda) What are the names of your cousin?
A. Crystal (?). Thelma, Edna Alma, Florence. They had two boys, one is now in Janesville. All got different names. Their maiden name is Schultz.
(BREAK) We stopped at Mother’s favorite restaurant in downtown Reedsburg for lunch, before we left for home.
Q 90. Who all had the flu?
A. Mae and my dad. They were so sick. They were sick at least a couple of weeks. We lived upstairs. 
Q 91. Who did you live above?
A. Skinners, our neighbors across the road, their boys set our house on fire.
Q 92. How old was he?
A. Eight or nine. Yes, it burnt to the ground. People at the church treated us really good. They gave us all kinds of things like quilts, dishes and whatever we needed. A girl told me in school that she had something to tell me, if I didn’t tell anyone. She told me what they (the Skinner boys) did as soon as I got home, I told my dad. He got some money out of it. I don’t remember how much. (Inaudible)
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Photo:    This is the house that Henry rebuilt their house. Well ... it has probably been remolded ... probably several times. It was on the same spot where the former house that was burned to the ground. I did not take this photo. This was mother’s photo.
 Q 94. Did you have far to walk to school?
A. No, we lived maybe a mile from town. It wasn’t very far.
Q 95. Did you ever ride a horse?
A. No. I think we had horses. I don’t remember the horse, but I remember the cows. Dad used to go down to the barn and milk the cow every morning and night. We had chickens. We used to take eggs to town and trade them for groceries. We didn’t get very many groceries. It isn’t like it is now. I remember milk being seven cents a quart. The guy used to deliver it to the door.
                                    Stories about us kids
Q 96. What do you remember about Dale as a young boy?
A. I took care of Dale a lot. He wasn’t bad at all. I never had any trouble with him. Just once I remember getting into an argument with him. We always got along pretty well.
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Photos:  Top: Uncle Bill with Dale and Roy sitting on his pier along Bass Creek.
Bottom: Two cutie-pies Dale and Roy.  
Q. 97. Do you remember anything in particular about Roy?
A. Yes, one time he was riding a bicycle in Afton, and hit a tree. It  knocked him onto the ground. I didn’t know what had happened. He came in the house, and acted like something had happen to him. I didn’t know what to do. We should have taken him to the doctor right then and there. He came out of it ok, though. But, I worried about him. He must have been seven or eight. … The time he was staying with us.
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                                    Dale, Roy and Ralph
 Q 98. What about Ralph?
A. I can remember Ralph at your place down by the creek. (Turtle Creek) Your mother (Vera) picked up a great big stick, and whipped him across the calves of his legs. Boy, I bet that hurt. I remember that. … One time he came over, and he and I went fishing down by the creek. (Bass Creek) Ralph never got to come over as much as Dale and Roy.
Q 99. Why do you suppose?
A. I don’t know.
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Q. 100. What about Nina?
A. She was over quite a lot. She used to come over to Delavan, too, and stay with us. One time, I bought these corn curls, or something, and those girls ate the whole bag. I couldn’t send her home. I had to wash all of those clothes.
Note: (Linda) I puked all over the rug, too. And, to this day I still hate corn curls. (Ha!)
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                                      Carol at three or four. 
Q 101. What do you remember about me (Carol asking)?
A. You were a cute little thing. You had curly hair. It was natural and really curly.
Q. 102. Where did it go?
A. I don’t know.
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Johnny at about one year old sitting on Uncle Bill’s lap.
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                              Johnny along the Mississippi
                                    What a cutie!
Q. 103. What about Johnny?
A. Johnny … I didn’t have him very often. I wanted to keep him. But, Dale and they wouldn’t let me. It was too hard on me to take care of him. I have pictures of Johnny when he was staying with us. I remember Grandpa Charles Schenck (Bill’s dad) was living with us then Johnny was staying with us. Johnny was the biggest cry baby. Grandpa would shake him and hold him on his lap ... shake the buggy when he was in it.
So, was Roy. He was a real crier, even as he got older. He made the loudest noise. One time Vera and Art left him with me, when they went somewhere. He bawled all day long. I couldn’t get him quiet. He was just a baby then.
One time, we went up to Clarence’s (Bill’s brother in northern Minnesota) and we took Dale and Roy with us. Delbert (Clarence’s youngest son) was little. It was before he had polio. Delbert had a lot of toys. Roy stuffed his pockets full of those toys to take home. He didn’t understand that he couldn’t. We had some fun with those kids once in a while.
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Photo: That’s me ... little Linda ... Mother had two colored pictures which were made from B&W prints. This one, and the picture of Frankie and Dolores. Although Mother said how she had them in color, I am wondering if Mother’s neighbor in Afton painted on them? The neighbor was an excellent painter. She made a pair of beautiful paper mache figurines for Mother, which I still have. Oh, I forgot our 1957 reunion photo.
Q 104. What about Linda before you got her for keeps?
A. I remember going over there to get her, and Nina would say that this baby belongs to them, and not to me. Linda was only eight or nine months old when I took her. I don’t know who took care of her over there. I guess they all did.
Q 105. (Carol) I think it’s amazing that we all lived when we were on the creek. (Turtle Creek)
 A. I brought plenty of groceries for you to eat, but there was no one there to fix it.
Q 106. No, I mean as far as not falling into the creek, because it’s all open.   I’m surprised no one drowned... 
A. Someone must have kept their eye on you.
Q 107. When you went to adopt Linda, when you went to the court house, was I adopted the same day? I remember being at the Court House, and I think you were there at the same time?
A.    Must be, I don’t remember.
Q 108. I can vaguely remember … was Art there sitting on a bench?
A. Yes, they had to sign you kids off. Art didn’t want to do it, but they made him.
Q 109. Who made them do it?
A. The lawyer … and that Vera had control of the kids. When they were divorced, Vera got custody, and had the say so of where the kids went. When she couldn’t take care of you, you were put up for adoption
Note: Vera told me (Linda) several times that she knew that she couldn’t take care of the seven of us, and that she “wanted better for all of you.” I remember seeing her when I was 14 down in Beloit above Ervin’s store on State St. Then, when Kristie and Michael were five and four, we met Nina at this motel on Hwy 51 near the bridge to meet Vera. Nina and Peggy were there. 
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                             Peggy and Vera and a friend.
                Then, I visited her four times when she was living at the YMCA in Madison. Each time I saw her, I asked, “Why did you give us all away?” Her answer was always, “Because I wanted better for all of you.” 
As I sat typing this, I decided to look up what it was like economically back in 1949. After reading the information below, I understand better. It seems to me that I can accept her explanation.
A BRIEF LOOK BACK TO THE ECONOMY IN 1949
“Recession of 1949
     … was a downturn in the United States lasting for 11 months. According to the National Bureau of Economic Research, the recession began in November 1948 and lasted until October 1949.
The 1948 recession was a brief economic downturn; forecasters of the time expected much worse, perhaps influenced by the poor economy in their recent lifetime. The recession began shortly after President Truman's "Fair Deal" economic reforms. The recession also followed a period of monetary tightening by the Federal Reserve.
“During the recession the GDP of US
During this recession, the Gross Domestic Product of the United States fell 1.7 percent. In October 1949, the unemployment rate reached its peak for the cycle of 7.9 percent.
“Main causes of the recession
Many regard World War II to be the main cause of the recession. According to C.A. Blyth "the most important cause of 1948-1949 recession was substantial fall in the fixed investments".
“The severity of this recession
Maximum unemployment was about 7.9%. Change in Gross National Product GNP reduced by up to -1.5%. Department store sales fell 22%. The wholesale price and cost of living indexes fell 12 and 5 points. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Recession_of_1949
Q 110. But, when they got adopted, why couldn’t he (Art) say, “No, you can’t have them?”
A. It didn’t do him any good. They wouldn’t listen. The lawyer made quite a bit of money when you kids were adopted. He got so much for each kid.
Q 111. Do you remember who handled that?
A. I think he was from Janesville. I know I have it somewhere.
Q 112. How much money did each of the parents have to pay to adopt us kids?
A. I don’t remember.
Q 113. (Carol)There was a guy in town that was like a cousin to my mother, but he wasn’t blood line. My mother’s natural mother died when she was a girl. Her father remarried and that was Grandma Tillotson. Then, Grandma Tillotson had a nephew, Leon Stenerson, who sold insurance. It was my understanding that Leon knew Art and Vera and their circumstances. Because he knew Helen and Carl didn’t have any kids, he set them on to getting Roy and me. Were you aware of any of that?
A. No
Q 114. I was wondering how I got to where I was.
A. Well, Dale never should have never been adopted. He was too old.
Q 115. How old was he, thirteen or so?
A. Yes, thirteen or fourteen. But, they put it through anyway.
Q  116. Didn’t the Bovee’s and Beckman’s somehow know Art?
A. I don’t know if it was Art, or if Vera got a hold of them somehow.
Q 117. I was just curious on how word got out that these kids could be adopted.
A. There was somebody who wanted Linda because she was a baby. We took her up there, and she stayed with them a couple of days, I guess. Then, the lady called me up and said I had better come and get her. (The lady was a nurse and had hired a nanny to help take care of me.)
Q 118. What was wrong with her?
 A. She cried all the time. They couldn’t quiet her. She showed me where Linda’s room would be, and it was up on the third floor and they were going to have a special maid to take care of her. She would have had it really nice there. But, she cried, and she came back ok.
Q 119. Did they live in Janesville?
A. No, Beloit.
Q 120. Do you remember their names?
A. No, they were through Art somehow.
Q 121. The only thing I remember is that I think Art came over to our house a couple of time. 
A. I don’t think that Carl and Helen wanted him around.
Q 122. That was my understanding, he was kind of shunned aside.
A. I don’t think Beckman’s cared. The Bovee’s didn’t want him around either. It didn’t make any difference to me, because he was my brother.
Q 123. I can remember a couple of dinners all of us had afterwards. A holiday dinner, or something, and all of us got together at our house or something. That was fun. I used to have a picture, but I don’t know where it is anymore. It was around my mom’s dining room table. That’s my goal in life. To get all, every one of us together, before one of us dies. We always miss getting all seven.
A. That’s right; you haven’t been together in a long time.
Q 124. Since I was thirteen and we were out at Bovee’s, the boys were in the service and were home and in their uniforms.
A. I remember that. I gave somebody a picture of all three of them in their uniforms. I think I gave it to Joyce Bovee. You can ask her if you want to copy of it.
Q 125. (Carol) I’ve got the family one, with the three boys and all of us.
A. Santa Claus came in with one of those suits on. He was kind of a tall guy. He was somebody’s friend. You (Carol) ran and hid and would not come out while he was there. That was cute. I used to  wrap all kinds of little presents and put them under the tree so you kids would have lots of presents to unwrap. (Mother meant she would take presents to Art and Vera’s house.
Q 126. You guys must have done a lot for us. You had us over a lot.
A. If I would have had more kids myself, I probably wouldn’t have done so much. But, seeing you kids needed help, I had to do it.
                                        Reunion of 1957
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1957 -- Dale, Roy, Ralph, Nina, Carol, Johnny and Linda
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I have three photos from the 1957 reunion ... of the adoptive parents.  ... Sorry about the scribbling.
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The picture above is actually Carol’s mom's house (Kiekhafer) - with her bedroom door right behind and the bathroom door to the left of that and the kitchen door to the left of the bathroom one.  It shows my mom's nick-knack shelf on the far wall shaped like a crescent moon that Uncle Lester made my mom and some point..
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Parents: Helen Kiekhafer, Bill and Esther Schenck and Amy Beckman. Down front: Carol, Johnny and Linda
                   Reunion of 2007
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CAROL’S WISH WAS GRANTED. ... for us all to be together 50 years later. ... This photo was taken in 2007 at the Water Tower Park in Clinton, when John Bovee came out from West Virginia for our 50-year family reunion. ... 
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Meyer Group photo taken 2007. I count 73 heads.
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