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Friday Funny

"Diary of A Census Enumerator," comes from the 9 June 1880 issue of Puck, a 19th century humor magazine. You can find Puck and more humorous articles through Google Books. Rob Weir of my Boston University Genealogical Research Group originally shared the article on Facebook. I hope you enjoy the humor!

https://books.google.com/books?id=Hv4iAQAAMAAJ

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Those Thursday Places

Riverview School

desplainesmemory.org

Riverview School was located in Village of Riverview, Cook County, Illinois. The photograph was taken in 1915 and was the school that my grandmother, Henrietta Danker, attended. Her teacher was Miss Zeuch whom I suspect to be a relative. I have a collection of one-hundred year old letters that Henrietta wrote to her Aunt Emma and Uncle Oscar Solum and are presently the subject of my Monday posts. 

The school opened as a two-room frame building in 1893. At that time, the Village of Riverview was an industrial town with many factories. I know there were also many farm families including my Danker ancestors. Fires consumed many of the factories and as a result Riverview lost its industrial base.

In 1925 the town of Des Plaines annexed sleepy Riverview. Riverview School was replaced in 1938 with a brick structure and in 1945 Riverview School became South School. Two generations of my family attended Riverview: Henrietta Danker and my father are Riverview School scholars! 

Dad is wearing the striped socks in the first row.
Grandma marked him with blue pen.
She also marked his cousin whose name escapes me.

Linda

Almost Wordless Wednesday

Danker and Duntemann women on the Danker Farm.
Riverview, Illinois (Now Des Plaines, Illinois)
Henrietta Danker is wearing the plaid dress.
Her mother, Julia, has a hat on.
about 1915

Amanuensis Monday - Henrietta Danker to Oscar and Emma Solum - November 1, 1916

Henrietta Danker, age 9, lived in Riverview, Cook, Illinois. Riverview is now Des Plaines, Illinois. She was writing to her Aunt Emma and Uncle Oscar Solum of Chicago, Illinois.

                                                                                                          

                                                                                                  Nov. 1st 1916

                                                       Dear Auntie and uncle.

                                                       I havent got much to

                                                       say but I want to thank

                                                       you for the halloween

                                                       present but when we 

                                                       got it the paper was

                                                       tore and everything was

                                                       upset Anna Schumann

                                                       was here yesterday and

                                                       for once we didnt fight

                                                       You better come out once

                                                       more then after while

                                                       we will have more time.

                                                       Bring uncle Oscar along

                                                       and he can eat all the carrots

                                                       he wants Come and get some 

                                                       turnips.

                                                      Your neice Henrietta

                                                             Danker

                                                      Thousands of kisses

                                                      and hugs from mamma

                                                      and I

Travel Tuesday

As Dorothy Gale once proclaimed, "There's no place like home."

That statement is especially true when it comes to researching my family tree. It is not necessary to venture far from my childhood home to find an abundance of research material for both my maternal and paternal lines as my ancestors didn't venture far from home. They stayed put for generations. With the exception, of course, of my immigrant ancestors who bravely crossed the Atlantic Ocean.

My British and German immigrants arrived in New York, made their way west and settled in a small rural area northwest of Chicago and just south of O'Hare International Airport. At the time of their arrival O'Hare was a vast prairie.

The Des Plaines History Center has been my "Go To" repository for ancestors dating back from the 1850s to present time. I only need to travel about twenty minutes to research a repository filled with information about MY family. I have been blessed with the convenience. I can't speak out enough of the importance of historical societies and centers to family research.

That doesn't mean I haven't traveled distances for research for I have. In fact, I am itching to hit the road and research other repositories and history museums. Until that time arrives, I am one lucky researcher to have such quality resources so close to home.

Happy researching....

Linda

Sunday's Obituary

Here are three obituaries for one person, Richard William Dollen. The most obvious inconsistency is in the spelling of his last name. These obits remind me to always search surnames with spelling variations or wild cards. 

These three obits have also humbled me. I considered myself a fairly decent researcher, until they taught me a BIG lesson. 

I had been wondering where Richard attended grammar and high school and had spent a great deal of time and effort into researching schools in his Chicago neighborhood. You can only imagine my shock when I finally got around to looking at his obituaries that were neatly stored in my binders. 

Finding information about his grammar school and high school in his obituary took me by surprise. His mother must have wanted to alert fellow classmates of this death. 

I ate humble pie that day! 

Linda