Sunday, May 1, 2016

Nick Curtis and his sons

William Rushmer Curtis, aka Nick, proudly stands with his three boys. Date unknown. Please add a comment to this post if you know anything about the event that brought father and sons together for this photograph. From left to right are:
Delbert Canfield Curtis
Rushmer Guy Curtis
William Rushmer Curtis
Reed Josiah Curtis

Friday, March 25, 2016

Benjamin Curtis, a Civil War Mounted Rifleman

There was an article published on 10 August 1862 in The Grand Haven news titled, "The Mounted Riflemen." Benjamin was mentioned in the article as being one of 40 men to enlist in the Civil War:

"Capt. A. C. Litchfield is succeeding well in recruiting his company of mounted riflemen. In less than a week after receiving his commission he raised 40 men, and will doubtless succeed during the present week in furnishing his full quota. Offices for recruiting are open at this place, Lamont and Grand Rapids. The following persons have been recruited by Geo. Luther, Esq., at Lamont:

"John Shannan, Oren G. Maxfield, Benjamin Curtis, Warren A. Maxfield, Frederick Harris - Tallmadge." ...

Benjamin enlisted at Lamont and he was from Tallmadge.


Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Calendar Date is 1914

On the wall is a calendar and May 1914 is the month and year. On the opposite wall is a big Montana map. We want to find out who these people are and where this photo was taken. On the back of the photo is a small clue, the names "Lou, Grace, Mother" are written along with another word that cannot be read. I believe the names are referring to sisters Lou Curtis, Grace Curtis, and Florence Curtis. Can anyone positively identify the ladies and maybe even some of the men? Does the room they are in look familiar to anyone? Maybe an employee break room at one of the railroad stations that Clifford Brown worked at.

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Florence Curtis Brown's Scrapbook

Florence Brown Scrap BookThis is Florence Curtis Brown’s scrap book. Included in the scrap book is an autograph album from 1907, letters from her mother and other family members, birth announcements, birthday, anniversary, and Mother’s Day cards, obituaries. Florence was my grandmother Ada’s sister and was married to Clifford Ulysses Brown. Hope you enjoy her scrap book!
Posted by Fran Jensen on Sunday, September 6, 2015

Sunday, September 28, 2014

A Letter Dated 21 October 1854

My 3rd great-grandfather William F. Card served in the War of 1812. He died in 1846 and nine years later his wife Sarah filed for a widow's pension that provided Bounty Land. William's pension file can be viewed online at

Sarah needed a way to prove that she was married to William but she did not have a marriage certificate. William and Sarah had married in 1811, just prior to the outbreak of the war. William joined under Captain Arch Campbell's New York Militia in January 1814 and served for three months.

According to this letter in William's pension file, he and Sarah had friends named James and Polly Jones who had known them for over thirty years. This letter was written in 1854, so calculating the dates it means that James and Polly became acquainted with William and Sarah about 1824. This would be ten years after William's service in the War of 1812.

State of New York, Allegany County
James Jones and Polly Jones his wife
Being duly sworn severely say that
they have been Personally acquainted with Wm. F. Card and Sarah Card his wife for about thirty years And knew them to live together
as husband and wife and never herd [sic] it questioned or in any way
Disputed But that they had been Lawfully Married. [signed] James Jones, Polly Jones Subscribed and sworn to this 21st day of Oct 1854 before me [signed] J Leonard, Justice

William and Sarah were living in Ossian, Allegany County, New York during the 1820s and 1830s, when James and Polly would have known them. Nine of the Card children were born in Ossian. This friendship with the Jones family is extremely important to the ongoing research into the lives of my 3rd great-grandparents William and Sarah Card.  

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Johan Roy Tolve Johansen

I wrote a story about my grandfather, Roy T. Johansen, in the third week of the "52 Ancestors" goal for 2014. This is the fourth week and I am writing another story about the same grandfather. He was born in February 1900 at Omaha, Nebraska to Danish immigrants, Johan Johansen and Juliane Hansen. He always wrote his name as "Roy T. Johansen" and on some records his name was recorded as Roy Thorvald Johansen.

In 1965 the whole story changed.

Grandpa was working for the Southern California Edison Company (SCEC) and in 1965 he wanted to retire. However, there was a glitch. He had to prove he was 65 years old. The story I always heard was that he couldn't retire if he couldn't prove he was 65 years old. The problem he encountered was that Nebraska was not keeping official state records of birth in 1900, the year he was born, so getting a birth certificate was impossible.

The story continued ...

Grandpa wrote letters to everyone he could think of that might have a record of his birth. He wrote to the schools he attended, the churches he attended, the places that he had worked as a youth. Eventually he found the little church in Omaha where he was christened as an infant and luckily they had the old record book where his name, birth date, christening date, and parents' names were recorded. I remember hearing that he obtained a birth certificate from the church where he was christened and that this certificate was used as his proof of age for his retirement.

Grandpa learned a lot more about himself as a result of finding his christening record. He learned that the name he had been going by his whole life was not the name he was given as his christening. Instead of being Roy Thorvald Johansen, he was christened as Johan Roy Tolve Johansen. When grandpa asked his half-brother Armand about his name, he was told that the "Tolve" meant 12 and he was given that name because he was his mother's 12th child.

12 children in the Johansen family? How can that be? Grandpa only knew of five children, including himself. The oldest was Armand, then Carrie, and Hans. The three oldest were grandpa's half-siblings. His biological sister was named Alma. That's the family that grandpa knew and grew up with. Where were the other seven children? Who were they? Boys, girls, who knows? No one knew the answers. Grandpa passed away never knowing the names of his 7 other siblings.

Last week in the "52 Ancestors" series I wrote about the scrapbooks that my grandpa Johansen kept. In one scrapbook he pasted all the replies he received from the letters he wrote to prove his date of birth. I searched every scrapbook for the "official" birth certificate he received from the church where he was christened. I asked every family member if they knew where the certificate was. No one had seen the certificate. We assume grandpa gave the certificate to the Southern California Edison Company when he applied for retirement.

In one of the scrapbooks I also found a birth certificate that I thought was a copy of a delayed record of his birth. However, it proved to be a form that my grandfather filled out, but never submitted to the state for official filing. It's no doubt that this is grandpa's handwriting. I would recognize his handwriting anywhere:

This little piece of paper is a short history of his family. At the time of grandpa's birth, the family was living "On South Vinton St. So. of R. R. Track in 3300 Block". His father, Johan Johansen, was born "near Copenhagen, Denmark" on 6 May 1871. He was a butcher and also a "Theatre owner from 1909" and the last time he engaged in this work was March 1934.

His mother, Juliane Hansen, was born at Ringkiobing, Denmark" on 6 Sept 1862. In the "late 1890's" she "ran Hotel in Omaha, Nebrs" and she was a housewife from 1900. The last time she engaged in this work was 23 July 1911.

Question 27 on the form asks the "Number of children of this mother (at time of this birth) and including this child. (a) Born alive and now living." Grandpa wrote the word "Five." "(b) Born alive but now dead." Grandpa wrote the word "Four." The last part of the question was "(c) Stillborn" and grandpa wrote the word "Three."

I think that my grandfather's retirement years were a little unusual. I can't imagine what it was like for him to learn at age 65 that the name he went by all his life was not the name he was given at his birth. I also can't imagine was it like to find out that there were seven other siblings in his family that he knew nothing about. We are still searching for my grandfather's other siblings. I'm so glad that grandpa loved to create scrapbooks because they are filled with stories and little clues about the genealogy research he did during his retirement years. In twelve days, we will celebrate grandpa's 114th birthday. Happy Birthday Grandpa! This story is for you!

(See grandpa's story on FamilySearch)

My Grandfather Was A Scrapbooker!! Big Time!!

My grandfather, Roy T. Johansen, was an avid scrapbooker. I remember watching him write on the pages in his scrapbooks. He always used a ruler. Placing the ruler on the page, then writing each letter above the ruler, but ending the word at the straight edge. If any letter needed finishing below the ruler's edge, he completed the letters after removing the ruler from the page. As a result, his writing was always perfectly straight and very legible.

Each scrapbook was given a title, a purpose for it's creation. Most often, the purpose for the scrapbook was to document a vacation both grandma and grandpa had taken. Consequently, the pages were often filled with photos, postcards, maps, napkins from restaurants, receipts for gas, hotels, and food. Some of the trips were not vacations, but were taken to attend family funerals or family weddings. Consequently, some of the scrapbooks contain wedding invitations, funeral service programs, and newspaper clippings for births, deaths, and marriages. We know of at least 18 scrapbooks that were created by my grandfather. A few of the titles are:

  • Our Family Fun Times
  • Trip to Oregon, Idaho, Nevada, and Utah
  • Ada Curtis Family
  • Dona and Reed; Brigham City; Jackson Hole; Hayden Lake; Crater of the Moon; Glenn Canyon; Monument Valley; Moab (The longest title of all the scrapbooks)
  • Clayt and Mel
  • 1961 Trip with Florence and Clifford
  • 1965 Southern California Edison Company Retirement

Literally, thousands of photographs are in the scrapbooks. Grandpa did not write a lot of the details in the scrapbooks, but we could still piece together hundreds of stories based upon what he saved in each book. The maps he saved plot the exact route they took while on their trips. Grandpa was a map-maker and worked for the Southern California Edison Company. I'm sure that his profession was the reason he included so many maps. I also think his meticulous writing was a result of his work as a map-maker. Unfortunately, he did not write a lot in the scrapbooks and rarely were people in the photos identified. But I can still imagine what it was like for him to take a trip back home to his place of birth, a place he had not seen since he was four months old. I wish his thoughts and feelings were recorded in the scrapbooks about the places they traveled to and the friends and family they visited. My father and his sisters have helped identify some of the people in the photos, but not everyone. I've learned a lot about my grandparents, Roy and Ada [Curtis] Johansen from the scrapbooks. I'm grateful grandpa took the time to create each book and I'm grateful we still have them in the family. They are a treasure in our family that we will always cherish. Thank you Grandpa for taking the time to create your scrapbooks!

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Aldred Erskine

My grandfather taught me to be honest. As a young child I remember being a passenger in his car and on our way home to my house. On the way he stopped at a local store to buy something. We were in the car ready to go and he noticed the change the clerk gave him was too much. Grandpa said he needed to go back into the store for a minute to return the extra change, so he walked back in, returned the extra change, and then took me home. I don't remember how old I was, but the memory of hearing him tell me that the clerk gave him too much change and then watching him return to the store to give the extra change back is as vivid today as it was over 50 years ago. A small moment in time for me, but a very valuable lesson was taught that day. I will always be grateful for his good example of honesty.

Aldred Erskine was born at Superior, Douglas, Wisconsin on 30 January 1896 (1). He completed grammar school on 30 June 1914 (2) and four years later filled out the WW I Draft Registration form (3). He served in WW I as a cook and was assigned to Camp Kerny, California (4). At the end of the war and while waiting for his discharge papers, he wrote a letter home to his Aunt. The letter (5) was dated 28 February 1919:

Dear Aunt:
Received your kind and ever welcome letter and was glad to hear from you. Am in the best of health and hope these few lines finds you the same. I haven't heard anything about my discharge yet, I expect to be out within a month anyway. I sure do wish I were home, this kind of life sure gets tiresome. I got a letter from home the other day, they are all well, only wishing I were home with them. It sure did make me feel blue when my brother left and nearly all of my friends from around home have gone also, well I guess my turn is coming some time. I signed the pay roll yesterday, expect to be paid Monday. When we are discharged we get $60 paid too us by the Government, that will help out a little bit. The time seems to pass so slow here waiting for my discharge to come, but sure will injoy [sic] it when I do get it. The Knight of Columbus are moving over close to us, they are moving in one of the mess halls just a few steps from my tent. It is nearly time for the mail to go so will close as ever yours.
Your Loving Nephew, Aldred
P.S. Give Jossie and all the rest my best regards. Love to all.

Two months later, on 24 April 1919, Aldred was honorably discharged (6). After his discharge, he returned to Provo, Utah and met a young lady named Frances Berniece Hartley. They were married 28 December 1920 at Provo, Utah (7) and then moved to California.

Aldred and Frances raised their family in Burbank, California. Aldred was a police officer for the City of Burbank (8). In 1935 he completed his Scout Master training and was awarded a certificate for the training (9). Unfortunately we do not know if he ever served as a Scout Master in the local community. He completed his WW II Draft Registration in 1942 (10), so we find him in both the World War I and II draft registration records. He loved the pies his wife made and often brought home his fellow-workers from the Police Department to enjoy a piece of pie. On 1 November 1951, Aldred officially retired from public service as a police officer for the City of Burbank, California (11). His monthly retirement benefit was $183.10, which continued until his death in 1964 (12).

My grandfather, Aldred Erskine, had a full life. I will forever be grateful for the lessons he taught me through the way he lived his life each day. Honesty will always be my special memory about grandpa.

1) "Wisconsin, Births and Christenings, 1826-1926," index, FamilySearch ( : accessed 12 Jan 2014), Erskine, 30 Jan 1894.
2) Mendocino County, California Board of Education, Pepperwood District Grammar School Diploma of Graduation for Aldred Erskine, 30 June 1914, privately held by Dorothy Johansen [ADDRESS FOR PRIVATE USE,] Riverton, Utah, 2014.
3) "United States World War I Draft Registration Cards, 1917-1918," index and images, FamilySearch ( : accessed 12 Jan 2014), Utah > Utah County; A-R; citing NARA microfilm publication M1509 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, n.d).
4) United States War Department, Certificate in Lieu of Lost or Destroyed Discharge Certificate for Aldred Erskine, discharged 24 April 1919, privately held by Dorothy Johansen [ADDRESS FOR PRIVATE USE,] Riverton, Utah, 2014.
5) Aldred Erskine letter to his Aunt, 28 February 1919, Letter to "Dear Aunt", privately held by Dorothy Johansen [ADDRESS FOR PRIVATE USE,] Riverton, Utah, 2014.
6) United States War Department, Discharge Certificate for Aldred Erskine.
7) "Utah, County Marriages, 1887-1937," index, FamilySearch ( : accessed 12 Jan 2014), Aldred Erskine and Frances Berniece Hartley, 1920.
8) City of Burbank, Office of Chief of Police, Los Angeles County, California, Aldred Erskine, certificate of appointment to police officer 27 January 1930, privately held by Dorothy Johansen [ADDRESS FOR PRIVATE USE,] Riverton, Utah, 2014.
9) National Council Boy Scouts of America, Verdugo Hills Council, Elements of Scoutmasterhip-Part 1 Diploma, Aldred Erskine, 4 December 1935, Burbank California, privately held by Dorothy Johansen, [ADDRESS FOR PRVATE USE,] Riverton, Utah, 2014.
10) "United States World War II Draft Registration Cards, 1942," index and images, FamilySearch ( : accessed 12 Jan 2014), 004669303 > image 691 of 2807.
11) State of California, Board of Administration, State Employees' Retirement System, City of Burbank, retirement notification for Aldred Erskine, police sergeant, 1 November 1951, privately held by Dorothy Johansen, [ADDRESS FOR PRVATE USE,] Riverton, Utah 2014.
12) State of California, Board of Administration, State Employees' Retirement System to Aldred Erskine, Burbank, California, 5 February 1952, privately held by Dorothy Johansen, [ADDRESS FOR PRVATE USE,]  Riverton, Utah 2014.

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Minnie Steffens

Quilt Top Made by Minnie Steffens Erskine
Minnie Steffens Erskine made this quilt top and it was given to my grandparents Aldred and Bee Erskine when Minnie passed away. Aldred was Minnie's son. The quilt remained in Bee's possession after her husband Aldred passed away. In 1976 when my grandmother Bee passed away the quilt top was given to my mother Dorothy. Bee's full name was Frances Berniece Hartley.

Minnie and her husband Charles Clarence Erskine lived in Burbank, California, in the same neighborhood as my mother did when she was growing up. Grandma Minnie always saved the chicken legs for her granddaughter Dorothy, who remembers "popping in to see her" grandma Minnie often.

My mother has always wanted to finish the quilt, add the batting and the backing, then the quilting. I'm not sure why the quilt still remains unfinished. Minnie was born on 26 February 1873 in Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa. She was living in Iowa during the 1880 US Census and on 18 November 1890 she was married to Charles Clarence Erskine in Little Falls, Morrison Co., Minnesota. Their first seven children were born in Superior, Douglas Co., Wisconsin, including my grandfather Aldred Erskine. The last three children were born in Fairview, Richland Co., Montana. Three of the ten children died in infancy. Eventually the family settled in California.

The quilt top makes me think about all the unfinished projects I have that are stored in closets and boxes around the house. Some of my finished projects I have taken out of frames, folded them up, and placed them in my cedar chest. Will anyone wonder about my unfinished projects or about my finished projects that are tucked away out-of-sight? I wonder about great-grandma Minnie's quilt top. Was the fabric for each doll taken from scraps that she used to make clothing for her ten children? Or maybe Minnie made clothes for my mother when she was young and the scraps were used to make this quilt top? Minnie's two daughters died before they reached one year of age. Was the quilt started in the hopes of giving it to one of her daughters? Maybe after the loss of both daughters, Evaline Dorothy and Minnie May, my great-grandmother could never bring herself to the point of finishing the quilt. Did the quilt bring all the sad memories of her daughters to the surface?

I will never know the answers to my questions about my great-grandmothers unfinished quilt. The lesson I learn from this is that I should record somewhere the stories about my own unfinished projects. There are reasons why I hang on to the unfinished projects I have stored in boxes and closets. Maybe the reasons for my unfinished projects can be turned into stories about me. Will my great-grandchildren in the future wonder about the stories related to my unfinished projects?

I think everyone might have at least one unfinished project and a story to go with it.

Monday, May 27, 2013

Kolding Photos

Armand - Hans - Roy T.
This photograph has been in our family for a long time. I've seen it many, many times over the past 50+ years. The boys in the photo have always been identified as my grandfather and his two brothers. My grandfather, Roy T. Johansen was the youngest son in the family. His two older half-brothers that he grew up with were Armand Madsen (left), and Hans Madsen (center).

For years I've only seen this photo of the boys cropped from the Cabinet Card mount, so I never saw the name of the photographer and the location of his studio. I've searched for Kolding and only found a town by that name in Denmark. With this new information, I'm not too sure who they are. The good news is that the facial resemblance for the three boys matches other photos we have for them, so they still might be identified correctly.

Johan Johansen's sister and her husband
Armand was born in Denmark, Hans was born in Michigan, and my grandfather was born in Nebraska. My grandfather never mentioned that he had been to Denmark when he was about 10 years old. No extended family member has ever mentioned that the three boys, or even the family, had traveled back to Denmark sometime around 1910. The time frame is an estimate based upon the year my grandfather was born, 1900, and he looks to be 10 years old in this photo. Are the boys who we think they are?

Recently I located another family photo that was taken in Kolding. This photo is of my grandfather's aunt and uncle, the wife being the sister of my grandfather's father:

Johan Roy Tolve Johansen (aka Roy T.), my grandfather
Johan Johansen, my great-grandfather (Roy T's. father)
Johan Johansen had two sisters, Kjerstine and Anna Marie. I do not know which of the two sisters this photo is of and I also don't have the marriage information for either of the two sisters.

In summary, we have two photos in our family that were both taken in Kolding, Denmark. Did the Johansen-Madsen boys go back to Denmark? Which sister is in this photo? Don't know.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

My Grandfather Johan Roy Johansen

My grandfather Johan Roy Tolve Johansen is seated on the right. He is five years old. His sister Alma is next to him, the one in the dark colored dress. I love this photo. The "Bough" children were neighbors and their father was a photographer in Ringsted, Iowa when this photo was taken. My grandfather wrote in his scrapbook that the little Bough girl was his "first sweetie" - he had a crush on her! I love all the children's toys in the photo and often wonder if this was a picture taken at Christmas time. I bet his sister Alma got the doll she is holding for a Christmas gift. A lot of stories are buried in this picture and I can only imagine what they were.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Brothers Separated for Twenty-five Years Reunited

My grandfather Aldred Erskine had an older brother named Cyrus Melvin Erskine. Sometime after Cyrus filled out his World War I registration card in 1917 he disappeared. No word, no connection was made with Cyrus for a long time. The story in the family is that Cyrus was declared legally dead after he had been missing for about 25 years. I have not found an official death record to verify this part of the story, but today we know more about Cyrus because of the newspaper record that documented his sudden return to the family. My mother had this newspaper clipping in her scrapbook. Her father, Aldred Erskine was a police officer for Burbank, California. One day when he was at work, Cyrus showed up to surprise him. Here's the full story from the newspaper account:

If Police Desk Sgt. Aldred Erskine could duplicate at will that expression of suspense, surprise and joy that he enacted spontaneously last night, he probably would be snapped up by the movies. His eyes popped, his mouth flung open as if moving automatically on hinges and his face turned pale momentarily as he looked up from his desk at police headquarters to peer into a smiling face that seemed familiar. Suspense across his face faded to surprise and then joy, "Cy!" exclaimed Erskine as he hopped off his chair and lunged forward to clutch an extended hand.

Clutches Extended Hand
It was the hand of Cyrus Erskine, a brother the police officer hadn' t seen for twenty-five years. The story goes back a quarter of a century when the four Erskine brothers - Aldred, Cyrus, John and Thomas were living in the family home at Richmond in northern California. The eldest of the four, Cyrus, a young man then, decided to go east. He settled at Dallas, Tex. Later he moved to Miami, Fla., where he engaged in the real estate business during the Florida boom.  

Address Lost 
Meanwhile, the other three brothers, now grown, moved from the family residence. Cyrus left Miami. Addresses were lost and correspondence, previously only occasional, ceased entirely. Last fall Cyrus decided to return to the coast. On Christmas day he arrived in San Francisco , hoping to find his brothers somewhere in the bay region. Thumbing through the telephone book, he found the name of Thomas Erskine at Richmond. Not sure that was his brother, he telelphoned. A few hours later the pair was reunited at Thomas' home. Aldred and John, the latter a resident of Glendale, soon received word that the "long, lost" brother, feared dead, was very much alive.

Arrives Without Warning
 John drove north during the week-end to see Cyrus. He returned last night and without any previous warning dropped Cyrus off at police headquarters, and the third of the series of reunions followed. A sheet metal man, Cyrus has decided to settle here, and seek employment in the aircraft industry. He is making his home for the present at the police officer's residence.

Research To-Do
  • The date and name of the newspaper is unknown. Aldred retired from the police force on 1 Nov 1951, so the reunion was before that date. I expect to be able to find the article in the local Burbank newspaper. 
  • I found Cyrus in the 1910 Census and the WW I Draft Registration, but I have not found him in the 1920 or 1930 Census.
  • I hope that when the 1940 Census is released I will be able to find him. I hope the clues obtained from his residence in 1940 will also lead to finding him in the 1920 and 1930 census records.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

1901 Wright family publication

In 2002 I found an old history of the Wright family that included a lot of my own Wright ancestors. The booklet was published in 1901: Genealogy of the Wright Family from 1639 to 1901 - Eight Generations; compiled and written by Rev. Henry W. Wright of Petersburgh, Mich. A.D. 1901. (Middletown, Conn.: Pelton & King, Printers and Bookbinders. 1901). The owner of the book was trying to find a living direct descendant so she could reunite the book with family. One person had already contacted the owner, claiming they were direct descendants. I felt bad and I had missed this opportunity to be reunited with the oldest publication I know of for my Wright ancestors. The FHL Catalog describes this booklet as:
Benjamin Wright (d.1677) immigrated from England to Guilford, Connecticut during or before 1645, moving about 1659 to Kenilworth (later Killingworth, now Clinton), Connecticut. Descendants and relatives lived in New England, Illinois, Michigan, California and elsewhere.
A couple months passed and to my surprise I received a package in the mail with (you guessed it) the original publication and a short note: "The person that I promised the Wright booklet to never followed up to show they were actually as closely related as they originally claimed - so I'm sending you the actual booklet instead of the photo copy." You can image how thrilled I was that day to be blessed with such a rare copy of the Wright genealogy.

I never could find the booklet on Google-Books, but did find three other locations where this booklet exists:

1. The Family History Library catalog has a copy of the book on Microfilm.
2. The FHL Catalog entry links to an online version of the booklet at the Church History Catalog site.
3. The Library of Congress has a copy of the booklet (Microfilm 72234).

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Aldred Erskine 1896-1964

Longtime Burbank Police
Sergeant A. Erskine Dies
Aldred Erskine, 68, a Burbank police sergeant for 22 years before his retirement in 1951, died Sunday in Sepulveda Veterans Hospital.  Born in Superior, Wis., Mr. Erskine was employed as a machinist at Hydro-Aire Corp. for the last 10 years.  Mr. Erskine joined the Burbank Police Department on Jan. 27, 1930. His first duty was on a motorcycle followed by assignment to the patrol division. In 1937 he was appointed sergeant. A Burbank resident for 32 years, Mr. Erskine resided at 1718 Landis St.  He was a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, Burbank Second Ward.  He was a veteran of World War I.  Mr. Erskine leaves his widow, Frances B.; a daughter, Mrs. Dorothy Elaine Johansen of Lake View Terrace; four brothers, Charles C. of Burbank, Thomas of Richmond, John of Ontario, and Lawrence of San Jose; and nine grandchildren.  Funeral services will be conducted Wednesday at 2 p.m. at Eckermans Funeral Service Chapel.  Interment will be in Glen Haven Memorial Park. (Obituary clipping obtained from the daughter, Dorothy. Date of publication and newspaper is unknown.)

Aldred Erskine was born 30 Jan 1896 at Superior, Douglas, Wisconsin. His parents were Charles Clarence Erskine (1868-1933) and Minnie Steffens (1873-1940). Aldred had seven brothers: Cyrus Melvin, Thomas Francis, Miles Maywood, Charles Clarence, James, John Milton, and William Lawrence; and two sisters: Evaline Dorothy and Minnie May. Aldred became a certified deputy for the city of Burbank, California on 30 Jan 1930 and retired on 1 Nov 1951. He died 31 May 1964 at the Veteran's hospital in Sepulveda, California. Burial was at Glen Haven Memorial Park.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Doan's Pills

I am going to share a story that might be a little stretch of the imagination to include it in the "Shopping Saturday" theme. The story is about my great-grandparents George and Rebecca [Richards] Hartley. While researching for stories to include in the Hartley family history I was working on, I came across several articles in an old newspaper that featured my great-grandparents endorsing a medical product called Doan's Pills. The name of the product sounded so familiar to me, but I couldn't place it. What are Doan's Pills? I kept digging. (See the Wikipedia article on Patent medicine.)

I had no idea George and Rebecca were part of the medical industry's marketing. George was a jeweler and watch maker by trade. After I found several of their product endorsements for Doan's Pills in the newspapers, I had to include the story in the family history. I love to use photos to help make the stories come alive, so I went searching on for an old Doan's Pills bottle that I could buy. I was lucky and won the bid for the little bottle.

Ogden Standard Examiner
I can imagine my great-grandparents going into the local drug store and buying their Doan's Pills as part of their weekly trip into town. I knew they grew a garden, so I wonder what else they bought while they were in town. I wonder even more how they got involved in the marketing of Doan's Pills.
A Reputation
How It Was Made and Retained in Ogden
  A good reputation is not easily earned and it was only by hard, consistent work among our citizens that Doan's Kidney Pills won their way to the proud distinction attained in this locality. The public endorsement of scores of Ogden residents has rendered invaluable service to the community. Read what this citizen says:
  George Hartley of 2806 Adams ave., Ogden, Utah, says: "Mrs. Hartley has used Doan's Kidney Pills with great success in the treatment of kidney complaint and backache. Upon the advice of a friend we procured this remedy at W. S. Badcon's drug store and in a short time we found that Doan's Kidney Pills lived up to the representations made for them in every particular. We can recommend them as the best kidney remedy we ever knew of and believe that they will do more for that trouble than anything else procurable."
  For sale by all dealers. Price 50 cents. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, New York, sole agents for the United States.
  Remember the name - Doan's - and take no other. (This advertisement, published in The Ogden Standard Examiner, was repeated throughout the year during 1906, 1907, and 1908. Similar advertisements appeared in The Box Elder News during 1912. See Utah Digital Newspapers online for copies of the newspaper articles.)

Friday, January 6, 2012

Jane Milnes 1885 Funeral Card

Jane Milnes, died 3 Jan 1885, buried 6 Jan 1885 (age 16)
Kirkheaton, West Yorkshire, England. Daughter of George and Sarah Milnes.

Farewell, farewell, my parents dear,
Brother and sister kind,
And my companions whom I loved,
I leave you all behind.

To me you all were kind and true,
While here on earth I dwelt with you,
Then do not mourn you've done your best,
You kindly loved me to the last.

This funeral card was originally owned by my mother's uncle, Elton Hartley. Elton was the family genealogist for the George and Rebecca Hartley Family Organization until his death. Elton lived in Utah and throughout his years of research, he corresponded with family members in England about the genealogy. Many family members sent him photos, funeral cards, newspaper clippings, and details of vital records in their correspondence. This funeral card is just one of many in Elton's collection which was handed down to his daughter after his passing. I have had the privilege of making digital copies of all the records for preservation purposes, thanks to his daughter Lola.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

The 1867 Erskine Family Bible

I didn't know that we had a family Bible in our family's possession until a few years ago. My mother gave the Bible to my brother and he told me about it. Publication date was 1867. The "family record" pages are all filled out, including marriage and other events that pre-date the publication. I took several pictures of the Bible, from all angles, and all pages with writing on them. The last two pages of the Bible are almost completely gone.

The Bible belonged to my 2nd great-grandfather, Thomas Erskine 1836-1904 and his wife Evelinah Huff 1836-1909. He wrote his marriage date and place in the Bible on one of the Family Record pages. The couple had five children, Cyrus Melvin, Frances Wilda, Mary Jane, Charles Clarence, and Florence Lillian. (Charles is my great-grandfather.) The two daughters, Mary and Florence, preceded both Thomas and Evelinah in death.

Thomas Erskine was 5' 9" tall, light complexion, auburn hair, and blue eyes. He joined the Ohio Volunteer Infantry at McArthur, Vinton Co., Ohio on 10 March 1864. He was captured in the battle of Gainesville, Florida and taken to the Andersonville Prison. Thomas was one of the very few who escaped from Andersonville. He was discharged 13 June 1865 and went to Missouri where his was Charles was born.

Thomas died on 8 May 1904 at Menomonie, Dunn Co., Wisconsin and was buried at the Evergreen Cemetery. His wife Evelinah went to live with their oldest son Cyrus in Cloquet, Carlton, Minnesota after his death. Eventually she moved to California and lived with their daughter Frances. Evelinah died 9 February 1909 at Ukiah, Mendocino Co. California.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

George, Andrew, and Rebecca Hartley

George and Rebecca [Richards] Hartley, with their son Andrew.
Taken about the time they immigrated from England to America in 1889.

Headstone Monuments for Johan and Juliane Johansen

I've never been to Iowa to see where my great-grandparents, Johan and Juliane [Hansen] Johansen, were buried. These headstone photos were taken by their son, my grandfather, Johan Roy Tolve Johansen. Grandpa got interested in his genealogy during the 1960s and on a trip back to Iowa to see his half-brother Armand Madsen, he also visited the place where his parents were buried. My grandfather's sister, Alma Christine [Johansen] Jones, was also buried in this cemetery, but sadly the cemetery does not have a record of her burial.

Johan and Juliane were both born in Denmark. Juliane immigrated to the United States in 1888. Johan's immigration date is unknown. They were married in Omaha, Douglas Co., Nebraska in 1893. They had two children, Alma born in 1895 and my grandfather Johan born in 1900. My grandfather was always known as Roy T. Johansen. Four months after Roy was born the family moved to Ringsted, Emmet Co., Iowa. They lived in Ringsted for ten years and then moved to Clinton, Clinton Co., Iowa. A year-and-a-half later, Juliane passed away. My grandfather was only 11 years old when his mother died.

Johan remarried, a lady named Mary Waldorf, and they eventually moved out west to Arizona. In 1940 Johan died and his body was sent back to Iowa for burial next to his first wife Juliane.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Scanning old letters

Written 14 Aug 1951
Tonight I scanned an entire notebook of old letters and research notes that were collected by my great-grandfather Andrew Hartley and his son Elton Hartley. Total pages scanned is about 200 sheets of paper.

Elton was my grandmother's brother. Two boxes of letters and miscellaneous documents were brought over for me to review when I was in the middle of writing our Hartley family history. I finished the book a couple years ago and I'm still organizing and scanning all the old documents that were in the boxes. I'm glad to say that I'm almost done with the scanning and will be returning the records to the owner in better condition then how I received them.

My favorites were the old letters written in response to an ad in the local newspaper for Bradford, Yorkshire, England. The ads were placed by my great-grand uncle Elton Hartley. I think it's amazing how quickly people responded to queries in the newspaper about the search for his ancestors.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

A surprise for my Mother

My mother has always wanted to be a writer. One thing she likes to write is poetry. A few years ago for Mother's Day I surprised her with a hard bound book filled with the poetry she has written over the years. I added pictures of family and friends to illustrate the poems she had written about them. That Mother's Day was one of the best I've ever celebrated with my Mom. I published this book through Cherish Bound. Love you, Mom!
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My friend passed away

Yesterday I was thinking about a friend of mine. She is a lot older than I am and I've never met her in person. I've talked to her on the phone a few times and we wrote a few letters to each other several years ago. Originally I found her while doing some research to find the descendants of Benjamin Kingman Curtis. Her name was Lois Scott. She was so kind and helpful in sharing all that she had on her side of the Curtis family. Before I met Lois, I knew almost nothing about that side of our family. Anyway, while thinking about her, I was hopeful that she would still be alive, so I decided to check the Social Security Death Index. Sadly, I discovered that she had passed away a year ago last Christmas. I felt so sad about her passing because I had recently found a new picture of some ancestors on her side of the family and I wanted to share that picture with her. Now I will never have the chance to share the photo with her. I was thinking that sharing the photo with her would be a good way to pay back (at least in part) all the kindness she showed me in sharing her genealogy records with me. I will have to try and contact her children to see if they would like a copy of the picture that I wanted to give their mother.

The best day

"Write in your heart that every day is the best day of the year." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson


"I believe in women, especially thinking women." ~Emmeline B. Wells

Quotes I Like

"Inspiration exists, but it has to find you working" ~Pablo Picasso

I like this quote: "Let us, before we die, gather up our heritage, and offer it to our children." The author of this quote is Will Durant, The Story of Civilization If we don't gather up our heritage and pass it on to the next generation, there would not be a civilization story.

"If you do the little jobs well, the big ones will tend to take care of themselves." ~Dale Carnegie

"Mama's, don't let your babies grow up to be JPEG's" ~Wendy McGee

"No cowboy was ever faster on the draw than a grandparent pulling a baby picture out of a wallet," ~Unknown

"When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry," ~William Shakespeare

"With all thy getting, get going," ~Unknown

"History is the witness that testifies to the passing of time; it illumines
reality, vitalizes memory, provides guidance in daily life and brings us tidings
of antiquity" ~Cicero

"A man will live for as long as he is remembered" ~Socrates, 425 B.C.

"In an age of disposable everything, it is important not to dispose of our
stories" ~Anonymous

"The best memory is not as good as pale ink" ~Chinese Proverb

"I urge you to pursue preserving your personal history to allow your children
and grandchildren to know who you were as a child and what your hopes and dreams
were" ~Oprah Winfrey