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Old Pump Organs

During my growing up years, we worshiped at the Presbyterian Church in Dexter, where my Aunt Nadine (Neal) Shepherd was the pianist, organist (a pump organ), and choir director. Because so many choir members were from farm families, several months during the year, the choir became smaller.

We Neal cousins went to the Dexter school, just a couple of blocks from the church. Dexter had such a wonderful music teacher, Ruth Sellers, so in no time at all we could read music. Several of us also took piano lessons. Aunt Nadine recruited us for a youth choir, which eventually became the main choir.

When I was a junior in high school, Aunt Nadine was pregnant and needed substitutes at the organ and piano. I’d played piano for Sunday School, but the organ was a pump organ. That means that while you’re playing the keyboard, you also need to pump the bellows that made it play!

The pump organ is the instrument on the left. (The rear-view mirror is to be able to coordinate music with ushers, the pastor, and even when the choir processed in from behind the organist. I’m in the back row, second from left. My sister is on the front right. Eight of us are Neal cousins! Aunt Nadine is at the back right. Taken about 1961, First Presbyterian Church, Dexter, Iowa

The keys operate reeds, so when you press the key, air from the bellows flows up the reed and makes a sound. You can change the sound by using the stops, which are pull knobs that add extra features. The expression “pull out all the stops” refers to using all the knobs of an organ at the same time.

The Dexter church eventually traded the pump organ for a Hammond electronic organ, which I enjoyed playing, but if I’d had the money at the time, I would still own that old pump organ. I enjoyed playing it and had figured out how to repair the bellows when needed it.

A Depression-Era Pump Organ

While working on Leora’s Dexter Stories: The Scarcity Years of the Great Depression, I became acquainted with Mary Wilt, a neighbor of the Wilsons back then. She knew that Leora Wilson could play the piano and that the Wilson girls played in the Dexter band, so she said they could have her pump organ since she didn’t play it anymore.

The surprise was that the Wilson family was so strapped for life’s necessities, there was hardly money for extras. They had even needed to burn furniture so they could heat part of the house they rented.

Dale needed a project for manual training. He transformed wood from that old organ into a radio table.

 

 

 

Leora’s Dexter Stories: The Scarcity Years of the Great Depression

Emelia Ann, Grandmother of Leora Goff Wilson

Emelia Ann Moore was born December 27, 1846. The next day, Iowa became the 29th State of the Union.

Emelia moved to the new state with her parents and siblings when she was nine years old.

Emelia Jordan with her daughters, 1907 or 1908. Standing: Laura Jordan Goff, Cora Jordan Parrish. Seated: Lottie Jordan Anderson, Emelia, and Floy Jordan Cowden

She married David Jordan in 1868, and became the parents of ten children. My great grandmother, Laura Jordan Goff, was their firstborn.

Laura’s next three siblings died while still youngsters. When Laura was eight years old, a sister was born who would grow to adulthood with her, along with five more children. 

After Emelia was widowed in 1913, her oldest granddaughter Leora stayed at Monteith. They stopped in town to visit Emelia’s youngest son, Fred Jordan, who was Leora’s young uncle. Fred was married to Rectha, whose brother was Clabe Wilson.

That’s how Leora and Clabe met!

I am the keeper of  Emelia’s vinegar cruet, a small plate with poppies, and a birthday card she sent her granddaughter Leora before 1911.

Clifton, Colorado (visiting a son’s family there). Dear Grand Daughter all are well hope all are well with you hope you will live to see many more bright and happy birthdays your loving Grandmother Emilia Jordan. To Mis [sic] Leora Goff, Audubon Co, Audubon, Iowa RFD, Rout [sic] no 2The only thing better than an heirloom, is an heirloom from you motherline!

What do you think?

I just finished the third draft of Leora’s Early Years. Before I dive in for more sculpting, I’m thinking about the cover, and especially the title.

What do you think?

Leora’s Early Years: Guthrie County RootsLeora’s Guthrie County Roots: Girlhood to 1920sLeora’s Early Years: Girlhood to 1920sLeora’s Early Years: Pioneer Stock to 1920s

Most of the stories are from all those Guthrie County years, where her ancestors pioneered. There are a couple of years in Nebraska, a couple in Minnesota, and half a dozen in Audubon County, but her father kept returning to their roots.

Bishop’s Cafeteria in Des Moines

When my mother, Doris Wilson, enrolled in American Institute of Business (AIB) in 1937, playing basketball paid for her tuition. She waitressed at the downtown Des Moines Bishop’s Cafeteria for her two meals a day, walking from her apartment to both the school at 10th and Grand and the cafeteria.She also worked there for a time during WWII, until she got married in 1943 and became Doris Neal. Doris’s daughters, Joy and Gloria, grew up on a farm near Dexter. Mom loved it when Dad drove us to Des Moines for shopping. We always ate at Bishop’s Cafeteria, where Mom would tell us stories, a couple of which Darcy Dougherty Maulsby has shared in her book, Classic Restaurants of Des Moines and Their Recipes .Benjamin Franklin Bishop, born in1873, grew up in Iowa. He married, worked in hotels, and settled in Waterloo in 1920, where he started his chain of cafeterias.Mr. Bishop died in 1928 at the age of 55, but eventually there were Bishop’s Buffets in 35 Midwestern locations.A waitress always carried your tray to your table. Each child’s tray was embellished by a balloon, held up with cardboard feet. Sis Gloria, who was small for her age well into high school, was mortified when they’d give her a balloon when she though she was too old for one.Similar to the cardboard feet that held a balloon for a child’s tray.Dad almost always chose fried fish and a hard roll.Gloria, every single time, snapped up a slice of chocolate pie with the chocolate curls on top.The last of the Bishop’s closed in 2012, but so many of us are still nostalgic about those iconic buffets.

“Yes! All Can!” by Elaine Briggs

Yes! All Can!

This is one teacher’s true story of three classes she creates, as well as her students’ accomplishments. Elaine Briggs shares a roadmap for her Reading, Peer Mediation, and Leadership classes.

This energetic teacher discovers Evidence-Based Literacy Instruction (EBLI), which revolutionizes the teaching of reading for all ages. Those strategies dramatically raise reading levels of high schoolers and the elementary students they tutor, winning the Excellence and Michigan’s Best awards.

Yes! All Can! is for teachers, parents, and those who care about making a lasting difference. Join Elaine on this uplifting journey.

Elaine Briggs earned an Elementary Education degree K-8, Master in Reading K-12 at Eastern Michigan, and Special Education Emotional Impairment Certificate K-12 at Toledo University. She taught at Milan Federal Correctional Institution, Boysville Juvenile Delinquency Center, and Milan High School. She is retired and lives with her husband on their farm near Milan, Michigan.

The Foreword to her book was written by John Corcoran, author of The Teacher Who Couldn’t Read, The Reading Gap, and The Bridge to Literacy.

Yes! All Can! is available here.

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My thoughts: In this valuable book, Elaine presents her awesome successes in reading and leadership, which worked so well in such a short time. Dozens of former students share how her methods have influenced them. So many of them are already passing them on to another generation.

The inviting Foreword is by noted educator John Corcoran, who learned to read as an adult. The Appendices include specific activities and enrichments utilized, along with a two-page Bibliography.

May this captivating book have a great impact on future education of our kids!

Elaine Briggs has also written a biography about her amazing father, who grew up during the Great Depression, was commander of a battalion with the 741st Tank Battalion during the Battle of the Bulge, awarded medals (Purple Heart, Distinguished Service Cross, and Bronze Star) as, and went on to have a career with General Motors. Joe Dew: A Glorious Life.

The Monteith Church

Leora Goff Wilson’s mother grew up half a mile west of the village of Monteith, Iowa. After she married and had her own family, her firstborn (Leora) loved visiting her Grandpap and Grandmother Jordan there.

Leora was born in 1890, so was an adult by the time David and Emelia Jordan needed extra help, in 1912, and attended the Monteith church with them. After Grandpap Jordan died in 1913, Emelia moved into the little town of Monteith, where her youngest son, Fred Jordan, lived with his wife, Rectha.

Rectha’s older brother was Clabe Wilson, who visited them one day when Leora Goff was there with her grandmother. Their first date was to a Chautauqua in July.

On Christmas Eve, Clabe attended the Christmas sermon and program in this church with Leora and her grandmother. Later that evening, he gave Leora a silver vanity set for Christmas – mirror, brush, and comb.

“Oh dear. Clabe, I didn’t get you anything.”

“I know something I’d like to have,” Clabe told her. “The Home Sweet Home that you painted.”

She gladly gave him the painting on velvet, with red roses entwined with the words.

He also asked her to be his bride. She said yes.

Historic Guthrie County Facebook Page

Monteith is in Guthrie County, so several people have posted photos and memories about the town. One day a centennial plate for the Monteith church was posted, along with something very special taped to the back of it.

In my grandmother’s printing: “1881-1981 Monteith Church Centennial Plate

“I sang in choir some when I stayed with my grandparents Amelia [sic] and David Jordan to help them when they were not able. 1912-1913  My husband, Clabe Wilson and I attended a Christmas sermon and program in this church 1913 – and was asked to be his bride that eve   Both my grandparents [David and Emilia] Jordan’s and Grandpap [John B.] Goff’s funerals were held at this church

“Leora Goff Wilson

a bit of History”

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My guess is that the plate was auctioned off when Grandma Leora’s things were sold in 1988. What a treasure, with that history in her own handwriting. John B. Goff died in 1909.  Grandpap David Jordan was a well-loved pastor. Leora said that at his funeral, horses and buggies lined the dirt roads as far as you could see.

ASLEEP IN JESUS

Clabe Wilson’s Siblings

Five children were born to Daniel Ross Wilson and Georgia (Williams, Davis) Wilson. (Georgia was married and divorced, with a son born in 1882, who lived with her parents. See below.)

I have no photos of Dan and Georgia Wilson together, or either of them with family members.

Dan Wilson died in 1909, Georgia in 1917. Their youngest, Fonnie and Verna, were orphaned when they were 14 and 10.

Here are the Wilson children:

Rectha, Clabe, and Alice Wilson, Guthrie County, IowaVerna and Fonnie Wilson

Fonnie and Verna Wilson had stayed with their older sisters some even while their mother was still living. They moved to The Retreat in Des Moines with her until it was decided that Georgia was getting much worse.

Georgia was transferred to the Clarinda State Hospital where she died two weeks after being admitted there.

The courts named a legal guardian to oversee funds from the sale of Georgia’s house in Panora, and rental of the farm. Fonnie finished her schooling in Guthrie Center, if I remember right, and worked in Des Moines. Verna lived mostly with Rectha in Colorado, but she eventually got a job in Des Moines. I’m amazed at the resilience of these two young girls.

Here’s a little about each one when they were older:

Claiborne Daniel Wilson (b. 1888) 

Clabe and Leora were married and had two small sons, when his mother died. Verna lived with them for a time, before she moved to Colorado to live with Rectha. Clabe and Leora had seven children.

 

 

Rectha (Wilson, Jordan) Kansgen

Rectha Mae Wilson (1890)

Rectha was married to Leora’s uncle, Fred Jordan. They had two sons, the oldest named Leonard Clabe Jordan. They moved to Colorado, where another son was born. Rectha was widowed there. She remarried (to Wilbur Kansgen) and had four more children.

 

 

 

Alice Madeline Wilson (1891)

Alice (Wilson) McLuen

Alice married Ed McLuen and lived at Stuart. They had a son and three daughters. One of her granddaughters said that Alice seemed like an unhappy woman.

 

 

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Florence Fern “Fonnie” Wilson (1903)

Fonnie (Wilson) Kiggen

Fonnie married Joseph Kiggen in Des Moines and moved to Massachusetts, where their six children were born. Fonnie returned to Iowa and visited Clabe and Leora (and probably her sisters Alice and Verna) at least twice.

 

 

 

 

Verna Pauline Wilson (1907)

Joanne and Verna (Wilson) Parrot

Verna married Ralph Parrott. They lived in Des Moines and had a daughter, Joanne.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The older step-brother,  Fred Davis, married and had four children.

In wonder where this photo was taken. Was it at their mother’s in Panora? How I’d love to see the photos on top of this piano! I can tell that the wedding photo toward the right is of Clabe and Leora.

Thanks to distant cousin, Dave Anderson, who’s been skillfully hosts the Harris-Smith/Williams-Rogers Family Tree Facebook page and has generously shared details with me.

The more you know about your grandparents, the more you will know about yourself. – Rick Friday

The Retreat: For Nervous Invalids, Des Moines, Founded 1905

I’m working on the manuscript for Leora’s Early Years and still discovering the man she married in 1914, Clabe Wilson. This is about his mother, Georgia.

Georgia Wilson, widow of Dan Wilson of Guthrie County, Iowa, just wasn’t regaining her health after some kind of surgery a few years earlier. In 1917, her three oldest children were married, and she was trying to make a home for her younger daughters, Fonnie (14) and Verna (10).

Her doctor recommended that she try The Retreat, a private mental hospital at 28th and Woodland Avenue in Des Moines. 

The main building was the old Callanan mansion, named James Callanan, an early Des Moines capitalist, involved with insurance and real estate. An article published in 1904, just after his death, said “James Callanan, the late millionaire philanthropist, left his home for drunkards’ wives and widows.” 

Dr. Gershom Hill and Dr. John Doolittle, who had been in charge of the state hospital at Independence, began what was sometimes called Hill’s Retreat in 1905. They believed that being able to live in home-like surroundings helped those with nervous and mental disorders. Patients not needing hospitalization lived in five cottages, where nurses were on duty. A woman could have her children with her, and they were allowed to roam the 17-acre grounds, where gardeners tended the orchards and vegetable gardens that supplied the institution. 

It cost $125 a month for Georgia to live there with her two younger daughters. 

But four months later, Georgia Wilson was worse. J. P. Fox was named as temporary guardian for the young sisters, although they lived family members. The youngest one lived with her brother Clabe and his little family for a while.

On November 9, Georgia Wilson, age 52, was admitted to Clarinda State Hospital, where her husband had died in 1909.  She died there two weeks later. 

Both of Clabe Wilson’s parents had difficult lives during his young adulthood, while he was beginning his own family. It was the same situation for Rectha and Alice. We will learn that Fonnie and Verna became well-adjusted adults. Don’t know wish you knew the family story from their points of view?

 

DNA Results

After being contacted by someone claiming descent from the bachelor brother of m great grandfather, I finally bought a kit through 23andMe.

I did find first cousins, second cousins, and many more names that I don’t recognize.

I didn’t find the woman who’d contacted me. She must have used a kit from a different company. But ALL of her information checked out! She shared documents with me about where our common great grandmother is buried, which I hadn’t found. This Florida attorney and wants to eventually tell their story. She and her mother wept together over as they talked on the phone, after learning they do belong to a real family.

My chart looks a little tame, doesn’t it? I began my genealogy journey about 1968 and “chased ancestors” until our son was born in 1974, so I knew about most of this. But Finnish?

There are stories behind those numbers! German. More German. English. Irish.

My German ancestors, the last ones to arrive (1870), came from Schleswig-Holstein. It was part of Germany when they packed up and sailed over, but when the older generation was born, it was part of Denmark. So are we German or Dane? Guess it fits into “Broadly Northwestern Europe.”

Finnish? hmmm

Smallpox! 100 Years Ago

A hundred years ago, smallpox was a growing concern in Guthrie County, Iowa. The clippings are from The Stuart Herald, February 17, 1922.

It’s interesting that public gatherings were forbidden and that the district court was adjourned, but youngsters were still allowed to go to school.

Smallpox was a terrible disease, according to the CDC. On average, 3 out of every 10 people who got it died. People who survived usually had scars, sometimes severe.

According to the Mayo Clinic, smallpox is “a contagious, disfiguring and often deadly disease that has affected humans for thousands of years. Naturally occurring smallpox was wiped out worldwide by 1980 — the result of an unprecedented global immunization campaign.”

The smallpox vaccine was the first to be developed against a contagious disease.

Clabe and Leora Wilson lived in Stuart, which in southern Guthrie County. The twins were 10 months old, Delbert and Donald were in first grade, and Doris would turn 4 in August. The children were vaccinated for smallpox, perhaps their parents were as well. The nurse or doctor told Doris that it wouldn’t hurt, but it did. She was shocked that they’d not told her the truth.

Carried by Cats?

People wondered whether the disease could be spread by neighborhood cats. An adult man died from smallpox, as well as three children. No wonder Guthrie County folks were anxious to get vaccinated.

Florence Morehead, called a girl in the clipping, was 23 years old when she died of this miserable virus. Her father endured a milder case because of being vaccinated during the Civil War six decades earlier.

We were vaccinated for smallpox during the 1950s, but our son born in 1974 wasn’t.

The smallpox vaccination was administered on the upper arm with a series of needle pricks in a circle, then the serum was daubed onto the area and covered with a bandage. It would cause a blister which would eventually fall off, leaving the circular scar as evidence of the vaccination.

 

Mayo Clinic: “No cure or treatment for smallpox exists. A vaccine can prevent smallpox, but the risk of the vaccine’s side effects is too high to justify routine vaccination for people at low risk of exposure to the smallpox virus.”

Google photos of people with smallpox. I just couldn’t include one here. I’m so thankful we don’t have to dread such an awful disease.