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Caldwell County Historical Society

Ella Bebermeyer Her Story

Ella Bebermeyer Her Story        Ella Bebermeyer was born to parents Henry Conrad Bebermeyer and Lucy Mary (Ullmer) Bebermeyer in 1875-76 in Missouri.  She was the oldest of the children.  In the census of 1880 the family lived in Elkhorn, Warren Co., Missouri.  She has a sister named Flora age...
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Nancy Holder

The Cherry Tree

The Old Cherry Tree             When I was eight years old we moved into the house that my father’s grandparents had built in 1882.  Many of the plants and trees they’d put in over the years were still thriving.  There was an abundance of hollyhocks, peonies, lily of the valley, tea...
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Gardens

Today as I do almost every day, I stopped in my daughter's room to check the blossoms on her African Violet. They are huge, a rich purple and bloom frequently and fully.  They remind me of the luxury of walking behind my grandparents home and marveling at the carpet of wild...
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Nancy Holder

Shades of Proust

Shades of Proust [Proost]             I bit into the store-bought apple and experienced an instant recall.  I was six years old, standing knee-deep in weeds and biting into the apple Grandpa Kunschke had pulled off of a tree. This wasn’t a déjà vu moment where one experiences a sudden feeling of...
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Dick Pellek

On Ignorance

On Ignorance
On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   On Ignorance   This is likely to be the most personal, contentious, insulting, and embarrassing chronicle that the Footloose Forester has ever penned. It is all about my ignorance, your ignorance and the general ignorance that...
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Recycle Trees, Too

Recycle Trees, Too
  On the road…. again!!! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Recycle Trees, Too   Not everyone gets to recycle a dying sugar maple tree and convert it into a magnificent scul pture like the one shown below. But we are happy that Ray Langer...
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Jeff Herman

Trail Canyon Falls

Trail Canyon Falls
After our failed attempt to hike up to Trail Canyon Falls in the rain, we came back a week later and found our waterfall! We are on the right track. Still good! Still some crazy creek crossings. Stay away from me. We found the hill side trail and are on the...
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Dick Pellek

Newsletters from 2003 and 2004

Newsletters from 2003 and 2004
  On the road…. again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Newsletters from 2003 and 2004   Rather than viewing the past through the rose colored glasses of a selective set of fond and cherished memories,  the Footloose Forester chose to retrieve a few of...
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Margaret Garone

Confession of a Beatles Fan

Confession of a Beatles Fan
  It was the age of family entertainment through variety shows: Ed Sullivan, Carol Burnett, Lawrence Welk. Dad purchased replacement tubes when one blew on our television, which he called: "the idiot box." We were a family of eleven, and we always had an idiot box. The screen protruded from a...
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Nancy Holder

The Beatles and Liverpool

The Beatles and Liverpool
I always enjoyed watching the Beatle’s on TV, listening to their music on the radio, and keeping up with news of them via entertainment news.  One year I gave each of my teenaged children a record (those old 45’s) “And So This Is Christmas” for Christmas.  I thought the message in...
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Marjorie Turner Hollman

A glimpse of my grandmother, Po'Lady

A glimpse of my grandmother, Po'Lady
My grandmother, Em Turner Merritt Nickinson, with her three children, Betty, the oldest, Ted, far right and Em, my mother, as a toddler. My grandmother, Em Turner Merritt Nickinson, was not your typical grandmother by any stretch of the imagination. When my family came to Pensacola each summer for a two...
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Salem Utah Heritage

Reo and Janice Carson

This month we would like to spotlight Reo and Janice Carson.  When Reo was born his parents lived in Salem.  He is the youngest with two older sisters, Mary Jo (Tervort) and Karen.  Reo's parents were Clifton and Ruth Carson.  At one time Clifton was the City "Cop" and Justice of...
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Patricia White

Hat in the Pew

Back in the '30s a highlight to the summer for my mother and her sisters was visiting their Aunt Beulah, who lived with her family in Southwest Virginia in the village of Mud Fork near the West Virginia border.  To reach Mud Fork they would take the train from Roanoke, about...
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Jeff Herman

Trail Canyon Falls

Trail Canyon Falls
Rain or shine, true hikers get out and hike! We decided to hike up to Trail Canyon Falls for the first time, in the rain, hoping to find the waterfall overflowing! My mapping skills were off that day because we missed the cut off up the side of the mountain to...
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Marjorie Turner Hollman

Memories of my parent's wedding

Memories of my parent's wedding
Sorting through family papers recently, I came across two separate newspaper clippings that described my parent’s wedding in 1949. I was first struck by how detailed the reports were, in contrast to what might get into the newspaper these days. Secondly I was impressed that both articles, apparently by different people,...
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Marjorie Turner Hollman

Bowls

Bowls
My grandfather loved to work in his shop repairing antique furniture and creating new things on his lathe. My aunt told me about walking into his shop one day; the radio was on and he was listening to opera. “How can you listen to that?” she asked. “Oh, but if you...
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Marjorie Turner Hollman

Caution: Composting in Progress

“Do you have a compost pile?” the man on the phone asked me. I thought this was odd—a survey about composting? Buying time, I responded, “Excuse me?” The disembodied voice repeated the question, then, for clarification explained, “It’s your neighbor.” Ah, the man who lived behind the wall, next door to...
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Marjorie Turner Hollman

Wishing for a Ditch

I wrote this story for  my dad in his words several years before he died. Reading it again brings back memories of time we spent visiting together, both in person and during our daily phone calls. I can still hear his voice and the pleasure he received in recalling this, and...
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Marjorie Turner Hollman

When a bird falls...

There’s a dead bird in my freezer: a woodpecker, to be exact, Downy, female, just a slight young thing that thought my sliding glass door was something to fly through. She must have hit the glass full tilt. By the time I noticed her on my back steps she was on...
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Marjorie Turner Hollman

"The tears won't come."

We’re going under the water now; I’ve got you.”  The words "I've got you" seemed a bit superfluous, the little girl was clinging to me, her swimming iunstructor, like a leech. She began protesting—loudly. “That’s good,” I commented. “But when you’re  underwater, you’ll need to close your mouth. You can cry as much...
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