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July 2016A publication of

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SUZIE ZACH BALDWIN is the Circulation Manager and Adult Programming Librarian at the Crawfordsville District Public Library. She has a Masters of Library Science (IUPUI) and an English Education Degree from St.-Mary-of-the-Woods-College. Mar-ried over 20 years to Steve Baldwin, they

are the parents of three children, (AJ, Dane and Reilley). Suzie enjoys her church family and working at Rock Point Church in numerous capacities. Loves being with her family, playing and watching about any kind of ball, exercising, reading and of course, laughing!

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Volume 6, Issue 7Montgomery Memories is edited by

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Inside ScoopThis Month’s Feature �� 3Grandcestors ��4 - 5 New Reads �� 6Mary K� in the Kitchen �� 7Ain’t Life Funny Thataway �� 8Poetry Corner �� 9Museum Scence �� 10 Odds and Ends ��11 - 12

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COVER PHOTOSPhotos provided by Dan Jolley,

Karen Bazzani Zach and Lois Hepburn(Top left) Chadwick family reunion. (Top right) Smith family reunion. (Bottom) Rice family reunion, 1922.

RON KEEDY was born February 6, 1946 in Crawfordsville, IN. He grew up in Crawfordsville, Deer’s Mill and his beloved Waveland, Indiana, graduating with the WHS class of 1964. Ron served with the 101st Airborne in Phan Thiet, South Vietnam. He retired in 2013 after a 50-year career in the motion picture industry as a motion picture projectionist and theatre owner in central Indiana. In 1977, he premiered the original

STAR WARS for the state of Indiana, and was one of only ten theatres in the USA to run the film for more than a year. Conser-vatively, he has run well over a million miles of film. The plan for retirement was to move back to the Deer’s Mill/Waveland area; and here he is, “trying to break into the writing gig, having a great time gardening and work-ing to give back to the community.” Literally, he is having a ball doing it!

JERRY TURNER is a writer and a photog-rapher. He is married to Marena Turner. His main interest is in Montgomery County history. He writes, edits and publishes the Montgomery County History and Folklore Magazine (www.facebook.com/MCHisto-ryandFolklore) and is working on a local

history book. Born, raised and schooled in Montgomery County, Jerry has a Bachelor of Science degree from Ball State Univer-sity in History. He is a member of the Indi-ana Covered Bridge Society, the Society for the Preservation of Old Mills, and the Montgomery County Historical Society.

MARY K. VIRGIN SMITH is our new Rec-ipe writer. Raised in Montgomery County, she was a 10-year-member of 4-H and took cooking every year. She loves to share her cooking with everyone she can. Married to Don Smith, Mary K. has four children,

Kylene, Kyle, Kaleb and Konnor, who just graduated from CHS, leaving them Empty Nesters. She also has five grandchildren. Mary K. is extremely active in her church, and she loves doing crafts. She can be seen walking or riding her new yellow bike.

KAREN BAZZANI ZACH has been a contributor of local historical articles for 40 years. A native Montgomery Coun-tian, she grew up in Waveland, married Jim Zach, and received her grad de-gree from IU while working at CDPL as Children’s Librarian. Karen authored

one of the newer county histories, Crawfordsville: Athens of Indiana. After teaching English at Turkey Run HS for 21 years, she retired and is now enjoying visiting with her two children (Jay and Suzie), writing, reading, scrapping and grandkidding!

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By KAREN BAZZANI ZACHMontgomery Memories

It seems for de-cades that the 4th of July began a several weekend series of family reunions. Although not a thing

of the past, there are not near as many as of yesteryear. Our family had three we attended, the Morgan, Smith and Barker, the Barker one the largest and most fun. It was held in Lafayette for many years at Columbia Park. Swimming, the little train, the zoo animals, ice cream and rides were all a kid needed. Well, and some money. Those cousins are life-long friends. For a few years, it was held at the Veedersburg park which was a fun place, too but there were less and less who went and finally broke up. In a couple of different years, relatives tried to revise it, but it is basically gone.

The Morgan one was large, as well and was held at rela-tives’ homes for a long time. My grandparents had it and the Barker reunion (held for just the first couple of years at homes but moved to a large place because of the larger crowd) more than once. It was great fun at my Aunt Snooks’ when we had it there as a vast place to explore was just the ticket. J.P. Morgan’s home was a super place on the lake, too and my cousins, Bobby and Carol

Morgan’s home place. Milligan Park was the gathering place for many years. This reunion is still going – don’t know how old it is, but I’d say 60 years or so.

When Jim and I got married, we created his Kritz reunion in Paris, Illinois. It went well for a couple of years then died, as well. Funny but there weren’t enough Zach’s to have one. On my Italian side, it was kind of the same way, plus everyone gathered at my grandmother’s every Sunday after church, anyway.

Only remember a couple of Smith reunions at my Uncle Sig’s

home. Remember rolling down his large hill in front of his home and walking into Alamo; his home is still standing, the beautiful white one on a hill just north of Alamo.

Lots of fun in those good old days. Singing, various special-ties by relatives, stories (funny, though, they didn’t always jive, plus a couple of times there was a bit of a tiff about who was right), and of course the normal, who is the oldest, who is the young-est, who came the farthest. Ball games were always, always part of the reunion fun, and just visit-ing with relatives. Those were

my favorite things in my younger years but as I got older, the food was more of interest. Distinct memories about the best corn ever (Sylvia Barker’s) – fresh out of the garden, steamed with lots of butter. She would bring a 5-quart pot and it would be all gone. I’ll never forget the time they left it at home and she was hassled so much (jokingly, sort of) that her sons had to go home to get it. Cakes, pies, casseroles, potato salad, cole slaw, canned peaches (oh, yum), sliced home grown tomatoes. Oh, the list could fill this page and all absolutely scrumptious. The Bark-er fanfare was best, Morgan next, Smith and we’ll not discuss the Kritz one. Maybe that’s why we didn’t have it but two years?!

There is one thing I always wondered and that is why, oh why, did they begin reunions on the 4th of July and into August. Second weekend of August was always the Morgan one and it was almost always blistering hot. Why didn’t we have them in early May or late September? I never did do well outside with my allergies and sun poisoning long ago. Now, I have asthma and sinus troubles to add to that so I’m mostly a stay-at-homer. Pretty much stopped going but the memories can’t stop and I have many cherished ones of those wonderful summer days with my relatives at the family reunions.

This Month’s FeatureFamily Reunions

Photo provided by Karen Bazzani Zach1942 Morgan Family Reunion

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GrandcestorsBy KAREN BAZZANI ZACHMontgomery Memories

In the feature article this month, I talked about how family reunions often began on the fourth of July, so although that is our topic, I’d like to talk a bit more about reunions, as it fascinated me

so much when reading the old reunion articles in the newspapers. Wonderful genealogical tool, if you can find ‘em.

In September 1900, a short, but detailed arti-cle was in the Crawfordsville Daily Journal say-ing the Booher reunion was held at the Lutheran Church four miles east of Darlington. Went on to tell of two brothers, John and Jacob, plus 40 others came from Tennessee and settled there and 10 of those were present at that reunion. Wow. Jacob Booher alone had 713 descen-dants and John “has something more than that!” There were over 300 at the reunion. Food “to feed a regiment,” speeches, prayer and the pro-verbial choice of officers for the next year were the entertainment. The next day (28th) another article appeared with additional information.

“On Wednesday they held their first re-union.” Oddly, this time there were 11 of the originals present. Someone must have mis-counted. Heehee. “Uncle Ben from Lebanon,” graphically described the trip. Loved to have been there for that as he told of 30 people, five teams, a few cows and assortment of dogs com-ing to the area. B.S. Martin went out that eve-ning to take a photo of the original 11. Wow, would that picture be awesome!

In 1908, Ralph Canine was featured as the topic of the Canine Reunion. He was the father

of eleven, ass deceased but son J.J. who was 75 and living in the home his father built on the land he purchased Jan 18, 1826. He gave the property for the Union Baptist Church, where he is buried with many of his family members. It goes on to tell his birthdate, whom he mar-ried and when. This article was an invitation for “not only descendants of Ralph but all other members of the Canine tribe and all friends of the family.”

The James McMullen (and Martha Van-Cleave) reunion article of that year told of the

officers, and gave information on the family. There was even a bit of a history lesson when it was told that Madison McMullen was a soldier in the Mexican war but took sick and was sent home. He didn’t make it to Montgomery Coun-ty having died in Indianapolis. “In those days there were no railroads and no way of traveling except in a wagon.” It was neat to read that a beautiful family tree was drawn up bearing the names of each and every member of the differ-

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ent branches of the family. Wow, would that be awesome to see!

There are several of these reunion articles and pictures (the newest one being an awesome Rice Reunion – 1922 – picture with everyone named, thanks to Lois Hepburn and Judy Byers) on my Montgomery County GenWeb page here. http://www.ingenweb.org/inmontgomery/re-unions/index.html. There are also some in the Photographs section of the GenWeb page http://www.ingenweb.org/inmontgomery/photos/peo-ple/people%20index.htm

Sometimes there was some genealogical finds – July 31, 1941 Waveland Independent newspaper noted that one birth happened since the year before in the Seybold family “an 8# daughter born to Mr. and Mrs. Harold John-son”. And, there were three weddings with names and dates. There are several reunion no-

tifications, overviews and the like on the above reunion page. Enjoy!

Sadly, the later the years went, the less genealogical information was mentioned. Arti-cles mainly listed upcoming officers and those present, but still if you can find those articles in the old newspaper, they’re really nifty to have and to glean what data that is available in them. At many reunions, individual pictures would be taken, as well and family units. There are many examples of that on the people index on the Gen-Web page above.

One sad Montgomery County story involves the Bowman family (thanks so much to Dave Smith for this one). Although people didn’t smile in those days, anyway, this family had particular reason for being sad. They had lost five family members (in about a week’s time) in a post-1918 flu epidemic (February 1920) so this

is about that time. Here is the picture but do check the explanation at this url. http://www.ingenweb.org/inmontgomery/photos/people/Misc%20people/bowman-family.htm Thanks so much to Dave Smith and do note it is unknown as to when and where this picture was taken. It may have been a special one at their home, one at church or at a reunion, but it is typical of the type taken of individual families at a reunion.

Of course, don’t stick to family reunions as there are many other types, as well, especially in the first to mid 1900s. Soldiers often met with others who had fought in their wars. Pictured above right is a reunion of the Civil War sol-diers still living (according to death dates this is likely about 1916).

Work reunions, school reunions, all kinds of reunions, and so many on the 4th of July, espe-cially soldier ones like the one here.

Grandcestors

Photo provided by Karen Bazzani Zach(Top Row) Russell Sharp, Henry Loudermill, Tip Lough, Wint Goslin, Hezekiah Zachary, Emery Cuppy. (Seated) Hiram Pratt, Pony Moody, Arch Scott, M.O. Sullivan, Dick Rusk. Picture taken in front of Fisher Building, Waveland, Indiana.

Photo provided by Dave SmithThe Bowman family had lost five family members to a flu epidemic prior to this photo.

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NEW READS @ THE LIBRARYBY SUZIE ZACH BALDWINMontgomery Memories

After receiving the topics for this month I instantly thought of childhood. Mainly because some holidays and events just aren’t the same once you become an adult. The Fourth of July is definitely

more fun when you are young because you get to chase fireflies, play with sparklers, swim, and eat fattening food (and not having to worry about your jeans fitting the next day). As a mom and adult you inherit the tasks of purchasing all the necessary items, preparing them, ensuring your little bundles of joy aren’t burnt to a crisp or become dehydrated (or worse). Similar things occur for reunions. In my youth, I loved the idea of reunions because of the amazing food and playing with cousins. Then, fast forward 20+ years and reality beckons. Now, you have to schedule time off work, make something delicious, attempt to corral your children for the event and hope all your gray hairs don’t appear before seeing your extending family and friends.

So, let us dive into some titles pertaining to reunions and the 4th. An adorable book is The Aurora County All-Stars by Deborah Wiles. Wiles’ characters have been in two previous books (Each Little Bird That Sings and Love, Ruby Lavender). These titles can actually be found in the juvenile fiction section. This hu-morous tale includes baseball and a community gathering which should feature the area athletes on the nation’s birthday. The BIG game is im-portant to the twelve year olds of Aurora. Can ace pitcher House Jackson overcome fears, se-crets, betrayals and the newly discovered worry of Civil Rights in baseball?

Fourth of July Creek is an emerging nov-el written by Smith Henderson. AARP says, “Born and raised in Montana, author Smith Henderson knows the terrain and its people, crafting a profoundly American tale that explores our love for freedom, our individualism and the price people sometimes pay.” Entertainment

Weekly says, “Henderson’s sag of looking for salvation by way of saving others is lyrical, suspenseful, and heartbreaking. Not all can be rescued, but we can all be redeemed.” Will this be the case for Pete Snow, social worker? Check out (at CDPL) or download (Hoopla) a copy today.

If you would prefer to read something funny try Does This Beach Make Me Look Fat? By Lisa Scottoline and Francesca Serritella. Scot-toline and Serritella are a mother-daughter team (which automatically makes about every chapter a reunion). I was laughing quite hysterically on the first page I opened to which included Mr. Tuffee (the gentleman who carried around a cooler at the beach) yelling “Ice cream and ices” which is declared as a town crier for saturated fats. By page 18 I almost cried with laughter.

Best friends take a personality test. One of the girls is an INTJ which accounts for 2% of the population (women making up on 0.8%). Her friend convinces her that she is like a rare gem – heck, a diamond. After further exploration she realizes she is similar to Hannibal, Caesar, and Putin or Gregory House (House MD) and Walter White (Breaking Bad) and realizes this wasn’t a barrel of laughs (except for the reader).

If you don’t want to have that much fun perusing, try Beach Trip by Cathy Holton. Four college friends meet twenty-three years later for a reunion. Lola’s lavish North Carolina beach house hosts the ladies for a darkly comic and deeply poignant and unforgettable tale of lifelong friendship, heartbreak and happiness. Will the girls be able to beat heartache with humor? Find out if Mel, Sara, Annie and Lola have what it takes to survive the mid-forties? The playful banter will keep you turning pages. CDPL has this book in print and audio version so stop by for some great reading!

Another fabulous book about family reunions is by Elizabeth Berg. USA today says, “Maybe Freud didn’t know the answer to what women want, but Elizabeth Berg certainly does.” The Art of Mending discusses the secrets that have shaped the personalities and fates of three sib-lings. Of course, these secrets now threaten to tear Laura, Caroline and Steve apart. Berg writes with humor and a big heart about re-silience, loneliness, love, and hope. Will the sisters and brother be able to reconcile their varying experiences? How man sins will be forgiven? Can grace heal this family? This tale is on CDBK (CD book) and in regular print and will enlighten readers.

So, even if family reunions and/or the 4th of July are not your “cup of tea” I bet there is a book, movie, recording that will bring you great joy. Come visit me (and the others) at CDPL. If the weather is too hot, the storms too bad or you need to pass a few hours, we would love to see you walk in the doors at 205 South Washing-ton Street.

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Mary K. in the KitchenBy MARY K. VIRGIN SMITHMontgomery Memories

The month of July I think of blueberries! I remember going to Michigan with my family to pick fresh blueberries. My mom would freeze them and I loved to make blueberry muffins all winter for our family of 7, I loved to cook

for our family! Last summer my husband, Don and I went on a little get away to Michigan. We were keeping our eyes open for a fresh blueberry market to take some berries home. Instead we found a little house by the side of the road that said, “Fresh Blue-berries for Sale”. We took our chance and went off the beaten path to find a little old lady who had about an acre lot. This was her “lively

hood” to take care of her blueberry field. We learned a lot about how she pruned, raised and took care of her many blueberry bushes. We indeed enjoyed nibbling on our fresh blueberries all the way home!

In terms of U.S. fruit consumption, blueber-ries rank only second to strawberries in popular-ity of berries. Blueberries are not only popular, but also repeatedly ranked in the U.S. diet as having one of the highest antioxidant capacities among all fruits.

After many years of research on blueber-ry antioxidants and their potential benefits for the nervous system and for brain health, there is exciting new evidence that blueberries can improve memory. In a study involving older adults. So eat up!

Ripe blueberries can also be frozen, although this will slightly change their texture and flavor. Before freezing, wash, drain and remove any damaged berries. To better ensure uniform

texture upon thawing, spread the berries out on a cookie

sheet or baking pan, place in

the

freezer until frozen, then put the berries in a plastic bag for storage in the freezer. They are great for blueberry muffins, pies, put on yogurt, desserts and this recipe as well!

This recipe is called a mystery coffee cake, because you can add any other kind of fruit or mix your berries. My favorite is of course blueberries!

MYSTERY COFFEE CAKEPut in a well-greased 8x8 pan2 cups blueberries (or any other fruit you

wish) and 1 tablespoon of lemon juiceCream 3/4 cup sugar3 tablespoon margarineAdd: 1 teaspoon of baking powder1/4 teaspoon saltCombine alternately with:1 cup flour½ cup milkPut mixture over berriesCombine: ½ cup sugar½ teaspoon salt1 tablespoon cornstarchSprinkle over berry mixture

Pour over batter 1 cup boiling waterBake 400 degrees for 45-50

minutes. • I love to serve it warm

especially with homemade ice cream or with milk

• If you use other types of berries omit the lemon juice

• This recipe can be dou-bled and put in a 9x13 pan.

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By RON KEEDYMontgomery Memories

Choose a July 4th of any year in the late ‘40s and ‘50s and Grandma and Grandpa Keedy’s front porch, at 910 Elmore Street, became the neighborhood center of attention. It was the best place on Elmore to watch the fireworks

at Milligan Park without actually going over to the park. After picnics, reunions and softball games, all our relatives and friends up and down Elmore St. would gather in the twilight around the “Howdah,” the old porch swing, along with us firecrackers eager to get on with the night’s excitement.

The tree in the tiny east front yard, planted on my birthday in 1946, was just a sapling back then so there was lots of room to spread blankets in the cool grass. There was no Big Dipper, but plenty of time for popsicles, fudgies and Nickel-Nips from Shirley Chesterson’s concession stand at the entrance to Milligan Park. Energetic games of hide and seek, tag and statues under the yellow streetlight wound us down as dusk began to wrap the cool evening around us.

Parents, aunts, uncles and neighbors enjoyed homemade lemonade from Grandma’s old brown pitcher; pipes and cigars began to glow in the fading light as teen cousins and friends headed

for their favorite smooching places in the park to make their own special kinds of fireworks.

Finally, the first giant boom made us jump with wonder and excitement, riveting our attention towards the park as the first sky burst exploded in a million colors over Caldwell’s house that sat cat-a-corner across the street, their young apple trees shivering a harvest into the yard with each thun-derous salute. We were close enough to hear the applause as the ground set pieces were set off for the park crowd. This gave us little firecrackers a moment for sparklers, whiz bangs and smoke worms on the warm Elmore Street sidewalk.

Once again, the sky became a giant canvas painted with burst after burst of every color imag-inable. And, finally, our ooh’s, ahh’s, giggles and squeals were rewarded with a thunderous finale that reflected those heavenly colors on our faces and in our wide excited eyes.

The smell of spent fireworks wafted over the neighborhood as friends and relatives bid each a good night and a happy Fourth of July. However, we firecrackers weren’t done, yet. It was time for adventure sleeping!

At bedtime on those sizzling summer nights, when the air was thick with heat, Grandma would make, for us, a pallet on the floor and we would get to sleep in front of Grandpa’s old black fan. It had four shiny brass blades surrounded by a wire cage. The base was shaped like an inverted

cone with the speed control sticking out of the bottom like a black tongue and the frayed cord ly-ing limply on the floor like the tail of a tired old dog. It swung back and forth as if constantly saying no to the heat.

It was a treat to sleep in front of that old black fan. This was a no-nonsense machine that knew, very well, its purpose in life, huffing and puffing fresh air hour after hour without complaint. It was a sentinel against the heat and would soon lull us to sleep with its soothing one-note sympho-ny while moving glaciers of frosty air across fevered foreheads.

That old black fan held magical dreams of icy mountain streams, snowball winters and helped young firecrackers dream and re-dream a won-drous night of fireworks at Grandma’s.

Ain’t life funny thataway!

Ain’t Life Funny Thataway

A gathering of firecrackers

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The Fourth By Jerry Turner

A young lad enjoying the midsummer,the heat, dry breezes, and sunny days,

no school, days filled with freedom,nights of late TV and campouts,

a time of innocence and ignorance.

The fourth day of Julywas a day of fireworks and cookouts,aye, ‘twas a day looked forward too,

yet as a young lad the cause of the celebration‘twas not really understood.

As the years passed,school, reading and understanding,

brought the meaning of the day,into my consciousness.

Yet the true meaning of Independence Day,escapes many in our everyday lives,

and even though this one day,celebrates our freedom,

to many ‘tis just a day for picnics and fireworks,a day of work and nothing more.

Poetry CornerNature Calling

By Patrick Jahnke

Wind whistles through the leaves,thoughts trying to reach him.

But he stood behind the window pane, protected from himself.

Nature had been calling to him, but has had no success.

Birds sang, insects wandered, but he seemed to have no sense. Oceans roared, mountains grew,

but in the end, concrete always won.

Until the day of the storm. Nature took over

and destroyed the concrete. The skies darkened and winds weren’t just

whispering. It was the dark side of things,

but when the light shined through.

The boy was in love with what he saw.

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CARNEGIE MUSEUMOpen Wednesday – Saturday 10 in the morn-

ing until 5 of an evening. Always something going on there.

Lane Place / Montgomery County Historical Society

August 6th will be Live History Day with four shows – One exciting item I plan to attend will be August 10-14 when the Viet Nam Trav-elling Wall will be at Lane Place. Also with the presidential nomination hype going on now, it is a good remembrance of Henry S. Lane and a few moderate Republicans who persisted in the nomination of Abraham Lincoln. It took 3 bal-lots, but historically we know they accomplished their task.

LEW WALLACE STUDY / MUSEUMAt noon on August 27th the annual (this

believe it or not, is the 10th one) Taste of

Montgomery County will begin. Don’t miss it! Also the 2016 exhibit is an interesting one – The Golden Age of Indiana Literature: from Ben Hur to Alice Adams.”

LINDEN DEPOT MUSEUMThe last surviving junction depot in Indi-

ana was built in 1908 – learn the history at the Linden Museum Fri, Sat, and Sunday noon to 5 p.m. Adults $4; children $1

MidTown MuseumIf you’ve always wondered about the Native

American Indians of our area then get yourself to the MidTown Museum. One of the cheapest ($2 for adults and $1 for children plus $1.50 for seniors) but best around. Located on the northeast corner of Washington and Vine the museum is right in the center of Waynetown. The museum is mainly open Tuesday – Friday 9-5 and Saturday 9-2 but call first 765-376-1728 (or 765-275-2328). Great place to take your

grandkids for an overview of American Indian clothing, homes, tools and the like. Some pretty awesome stuff!

ROPKEY MUSEUMOpen Mon-Wed from 10:00 a.m. to 4:00

p.m. “This is a place where the harmony of man, machine and emotion can be found over a 50 acre site known as the Ropkey Armor Muse-um. Fred Ropkey was passionate about collect-ing arms, collecting his first one at age 8 when his parents gave him a WWI sword and a Civil War pistol his great grandfather had owned. His first actual purchase was an armored WWII scout car that he drove to school. Fred passed away in 2013 but his legacy carries on with thousands of pieces to view.

ROTARY JAIL MUSEUMTalk about getting involved in what’s hap-

pening, the jail is a Poke Stop and Pokemon have been found in the jail cells even. I love it!!

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CDPL has quite the collection on Drs. and more

By JODIE STEELMAN WILSON

Montgomery Memories

When it comes to doctors,

nurses, dentists, and other med-

ical professionals, we have some

great material in the CDPL local

history collection! One of the

most useful research resources

is a compilation of Montgomery

County doctors entitled “Mont-

gomery Medicine Men and

Women Born 1850 or Before,”

written by Karen Bazzani Zach.

This very helpful compendium

contains the biographies of every

known medical practitioner

from the county’s earliest years.

Of these earliest “doctors,”

some were schooled in medical

colleges, others were trained by

apprenticeship, and others just

saw a need and tried to meet it

the best way they could. An ex-

ample of the last type was Sarah

Kenworthy Hiatt, a local Quaker

who began serving as a midwife

in 1836, because of a lack of

available obstetrical care.

We are also fortunate to have

photographs of local doctors and

dentists in our “Image data-

base,” our searchable database

of local photographs and doc-

uments. Although we continue

to accept donations relating to

our local history, many of these

photographs of doctors had been

collected for many years for

display at Culver Union Hospi-

tal. Although it was not recorded

when the transfer occurred, it

is evident that this collection of

photographs finally migrated to

the local history collection at the

library, where it is now secure-

ly stored in our archives. This

collection is a great help when

we are presented with questions

about local doctors. Additional

photographs of doctors have

been added in the past few years,

but they are not very common,

unfortunately. The family of Dr.

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hanging in the middle of the electric chandelier (I giggled as the fixtures don’t match) likely served as a supplemental light because electricity was a bit iffy in those times. Margy is lucky to have this neat lamp. The three wise owls may rep-resent the highly intelligent man himself.

C.C. Eyler was born in Waynesbor-ough, Franklin County, Pennsylvania, on March 15, 1877, the son of Adam and Sara Jane “Emma” Kauffman. On a spe-cial scholarship, he was able to graduate from the University of Maryland Dental School in 1898. His marriage to Ida Mae

Wagner took place not long afterward, in Baltimore, Maryland, July 15, 1898. For

a half decade, he practiced in Hagerstown,

Maryland, then ventured west to our fair city in 1903. C.C. is Margy McCafferty’s

grandfather and when I asked her why he came to Crawfordsville, Indiana, she said

she didn’t know but maybe they just got tired of being on the train or they liked the scenery? Think those are as feasible

answers as any others. It certainly wasn’t

lack of competition, as less than a decade after they came, there were a dozen den-tists; however, Clayton Chamberlain Eyler

was not an ordinary dentist. He was a dental surgeon, definitely one of the earlier

ones in the county. Evidently, he once filled an ailing tooth for Gene Autry.

Dave told me that Gpa’ Eyler even pulled a wisdom tooth for him, but to quote Dave, “I knew this one came out. It

certainly wasn’t like going to Dr. Walker’s

where it’s easy!” Dave also told me that Dr. Eyler smoked cigars in a holder, and that he and Margy had asked him to pur-chase his 1937 Buick. He had given them

a $300 price. Well, the McCafferty kids went to get the car and gave him $250. They were hoping he’d give them a better

deal, but his comment was, “How are you

paying for the other $50?” Now, add this

nifty item to CC’s talents, he made false teeth. Gma’ Eyler was well-known at the

Crawford Hotel. Several times a week,

she’d take her basket, and get it filled with

meals for the two. His practice lasted almost 60 years in our fair city. His early

office was at 221 ½ East Main, with his home at 410 E. Main. One of the earlier city business telephones was in his office and he also had one in his home. They also lived at 415 E. Market for some time.

C.C. was quite the community man, hold-ing roles in the Elks, Eagles and VFW Fa-

ther’s Auxiliary. At the time of his death,

they lived at 909 West Wabash Avenue. Dr. Eyler took a fall New Year’s Eve and

on January 2nd, 1962, was forced to go into the hospital. He never came out and passed away on the tenth, leaving his wife

and three sons, Jack, Clayton, George and several grandchildren/greats. He was

buried in the Masonic Cemetery (which is now called Oak Hill Grant Avenue but don’t get me started on the name changes of cemeteries). The Eyler family history is most inter-

esting. Margy says, “My brother spent

weeks tracing the family last summer and traced to Switzerland the Von Euler who then went to Germany. The ancestor coming to the United States from Germany

on the ship Allen and landed in Philadel-phia on September 15, 1759 was Conrad Michael Euler. Some went to Ohio and some went to Pennsylvania. The name was spelled Eiler in Ohio and Eyler in PA. Eylers had land in Western PA which

was divided by the Mason Dixon line and

later some were in Maryland where Eyler

Valley is and my grandfather’s family in Waynesborough PA.”For sure, I want to thank Margy and

Dave for sharing a piece of this interesting

man’s local history. I dedicate this March

2015 issue of the Montgomery Memories which is on “medical aspects” of our county to Dr. C.C. Eyler, who was not only an interesting character, and one of our first oral surgeons, but a fab addition to our dear Crawfordsville!

DEDICATION From Page 3

Samuel Graham Rogers of Darlington provided the library with some won-derful information several years ago,including a book of information regard-

ing the Rogers family.The local history collection alsoincludes the papers of Dr. WempleDodds, who started the Culver Hospital

Labs and Radiology department. Hecame to Crawfordsville in 1933 afterhe was recruited by Shirl Herr andGeorge Collett. Among the items in the

extensive Dodds collection are med-ical certificates, plaques, pins, many

papers relating to various aspects of medical practice, and with information

about Culver Hospital. In 1940, thehospital added a radiology wing, andDr. Dodds’ scrapbooks are filled with photographs of the hospital personnel and equipment at that time. The nursespictured here were working at CulverHospital in May, 1940, and are MelitaOcheltree, Marjorie O’Herron, NellGleason, and Martha Johnson.

The library also owns an originalledger of local “drugless physicians,”beginning around 1928. It lists lo-

cal non-M.D. practitioners, such asZetta Rafferty of Crawfordsville, a chiropractor; James Barker, an os-teopath; and Floyd Head, also of Crawfordsville, said to practice the “National College System.” John Scherer was listed as a naturopath-ic doctor in Crawfordsville, andDarlington resident James Thompson was listed as a “Suggestive Thera-peutic.” A similar resource is the list of dentist’s licenses from 1946-1975 filed with the Circuit Court, includinglicenses for Dr. Richard Merrill Tucker

(1974), Dr. Charles Richard Walker (1975), and Dr. Arthur Donald Kenni-ker (1968). The library is always looking for

further information about the county’searliest years, from original docu-ments, diaries and ledgers, to early photographs. Do you have a priceless piece of the county’s history you’d like

to share with other researchers? Please

contact the library’s Reference and Local History Department at 362-2242

ext. 117. Thank you so much for help-ing to preserve our county’s history.

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try and was awarded a Certificate to become an EMT on S-W Rescue. There are so many people that expend

so much of their energy and time to help others learn and help people in

need right here in Montgomery Coun-ty. Lots of things have changed since I was an EMT; New Market no longer

has an ambulance but there are still EMT’s. The EMT’s in Montgomery

County are to be commended for their

dedication in always answering the call

of people in need. The number to call

is still 911 and those dispatchers will get the people to you in an emergency.

Certainly, I am thankful that I was able

to take this training and I have used it

so many times with family and friends.

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Mona’s Menu

By MONA CLOUSEMontgomery Memories

In 1976 I became an Emergency

Medical Technician because of our

youngest son, Lance. When he was

eighteen months old he had a tempera-

ture of 100.2 degrees and he went into

convulsions. I had never been around

anyone who had done this before and

had no clue how to handle the situation.

I just grabbed a spoon from the kitchen

and sat with him on the living room

floor trying to keep him from hurting

himself. I ended up calling 911 to ask

for help from S-W Rescue in the New

Market area. I had never been in a

situation where I needed help like this

and was so thankful for the person that

came that day.

After assessing what needed to be

done the person went to the firehouse

to get the ambulance because Lance

needed to go to the hospital. He was

still in a state of convulsing when

Bill Etter, who was the owner of the

Ford Motor Dealership in New Mar-

ket, drove up to the front door of our

home on South Third Street in his own

personal car to take Lance and me to

Culver Hospital. It was discovered that

the ambulance would not start and since

it was housed next to the Ford Dealer-

ship, Mr. Etter was aware of the prob-

lem and he immediately said he would

take us. My neighbors, Mr. and Mrs.

Harper were so kind and watched Ni-

cole and Brad while I wrapped Lance

in a blanket, grabbed a bottle and got

in the back of Bill Etter’s Thunderbird

to go to Culver Hospital. This was not

the last time that the convulsions would

happen, but at least I learned what to

do when it happened again.

This experience made me aware that

I did not want to ever have that feeling

again of helplessness in an emergency.

If there was a situation that might come

up with my family, I wanted to know

how to handle it. The S-W Rescue was

looking for people to become EMT’s

by taking an EMT class of 120 hours.

They would cover the cost of taking

this class if one would agree to work

on the ambulance for 2 years. I signed

up as soon as I could.

I had so many nice people that

worked with the S-W group to help me

get started. At that time the names that

come to my mind were Nancy Seaman,

Bill Servies, Tyke Rice, Barb Dickey

and Max Nichols. I worked primarily

with these people when this all started

and learned so much from them. Bruce

Jones and Keith Hester took this class

too. I learned all about taking care of

emergencies and lots of hours of just

reading and listening to tapes along

with hands on learning. We used each

other as guinea pigs. I passed all of the

multiple Indiana State tests on the first

Emergency drove Mona to help out others PASTA FAGIOLI WITH ITALIAN SAUSAGE

1 tablespoon olive oil

1 medium yellow onion, fi nely chopped

2 cloves garlic, fi nely chopped

1 teaspoon dried thyme

1/2 teaspoon dried marjoram

4 cups chicken broth (from 32-oz carton)

3/4 cup uncooked elbow macaroni

2 cans (15 oz each) Cannellini beans, drained, rinsed (can use Red Kidney Beans)

1 can (28 oz) crushed tomatoes, do not drain.

1/2 lb ground Italian sausage, browned and drained (Can use Links . . . just take off

casing)Grated Parmesan cheese, fresh thyme and crushed red pepper fl akes, if desired

1) Heat oil over medium-high heat. Add onion; cook 3 to 5 minutes or until tender and

translucent. Add garlic; cook 1 minute longer, stirring frequently.

2) Place thyme, marjoram, the chicken broth in a pan -- Heat to boiling. Add macaroni;

boil 5 to 7 minutes or until macaroni is almost tender but retains a bit of bite.

3) Add mixture to stockpot along with the tomatoes and cans of beans and the sau-

sage.Turn setting to low and cook for 2 to 3 hours to blend fl avors.

(Since sausage and everything is really cooked except for the beans and tomatoes, the

time in crock pot is to just meld the fl avors so adjust time to your liking. I also sometimes

do the macaroni by itself and add at the last 1 1/2 hours so it stays a little fi rmer.)

To serve, ladle soup into bowls. Top each serving with remaining ingredients if dried.

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ODDS AND ENDSBy KAREN BAZZANI ZACHMontgomery Memories

-- One 4th of July remembered for many years by the Powell family of Montgomery County was the 4th of July

when George W. Powell (born on April Fool’s Day, 1842 near Parkersburg, son of John New-ton and Elizabeth Larkin Patrick Powell) was heavy into battle at Helena, Arkansas. 1,614 Confed-erate casualties over 239 Union ones brought a major battle that opened up the area to seize Lit-tle Rock later that year. George volunteered as a private Company G, in the 10th Indiana Regiment, returned, then reenlisted as a Cor-poral in Co. M (found as Co. L in one place), 1st Calvary, Indiana when he was in Arkansas. After the war, he married Henrietta Beck. At an early age, he moved with part of his family (15 total children) members to the New Ross area. This is the farm he owned later in life and died there on the 9th of May 1915.

-- Hiram Pratt, local barber in Waveland for over 5 decades re-membered the event as well in his 1884 Friday, July 4th entry – “To-day 21 years ago I participated in the battle of Helana, Ark. The day was very hot as was today.” If you’re interested at all in history (not only local, but US and world, as well – there are just little bleeps all over in HAP’s diaries. I love ‘em. I not only typed ‘em all

but have read them over and over. Click what year ya’ want on this page or read ‘em all!! http://www.ingenweb.org/inmontgomery/dia-ries/index.html. In 1902, he noted that he went to Crawfordsville for the fireworks display and it cost 25 cents for entry into the Fair Grounds to see the fireworks. “Some really nice designs and some were very common.” Big news, there were over 2,000 in attendance. Many times he men-tioned the Battle at Helena. In 1911 he noted, “It was the biggest 4th of July I ever witnessed. “Our soldiers were outnumbered 3 to 1, but we killed, wounded and took prisoner more than we had in our army. 48 years ago today.” On a more humorous note, almost ev-ery 4th he purchased lemonade or lemons to make it – in 1911 10c for 3 lemons and 5c for a glass of lemonade.

-- Sent from the Danville, Illinois, Commercial newspa-per, here is a nifty look at one 4th regarding General Wallace -- Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal Crawfordsville, Mont-gomery County, Indiana Saturday June 13, 1891

“All Very True” Company I, of the State Militia of Indiana, organized at Crawfordsville is the finest drilled company in the state, and as a mark of special favor will be nicely uniformed in time for the 4th of July celebration in that place, the State paying the bill. Crawfordsville has always en-joyed the proud reputation of hav-

ing the best drilled military com-panies and the prettiest girls in the state and we believe it is still entitled to this distinction. The gallant 11th Indiana with Gen. Lew Wallace as its command-er, was the outgrowth to the old Montgomery Guards, a military organization second to none in the country in its time. Gen. Lew Wallace was its commander and from its ranks during the rebellion were recruited generals, colonels, majors, captains and lieutenants all of whom proved their loyalty to their country by gallant service.

-- The 4th of July is supposed to be fun but for this young man the fun turned deadly. Source: Waveland Independent, Wave-land, Montgomery County, In-diana. July 19, 1929 -- Eugene, the youngest brother of Charles Moore of Milligan, died at Union Hospital at Terre Haute on Friday. He wounded himself slightly in the palm of the left hand on the 4th with a blank cartridge. The wound was dressed by a Rock-ville physician, who advised tetanus antitoxin but the boy did not want it used. The wound gave no trouble until on Thursday he complained of aching all over and when he went to dinner his jaws set. He was taken to Rock-ville where tetanus anti-toxin was administered but as he grew worse he was taken to Terre Haute where he died as noted. He was the youngest of a large family and it was the first break in the fam-ily circle. He would have been a

freshman in high school this year. Dr. and Mrs. Noblitt attended the funeral at Bellmore.

-- One of my husband, Jim’s ancestors, was born on the 4th of June in 1815, Crawford County, Pennsylvania. Having married Lucy Thompson (Melissa Lu-cinda) while in Pennsylvania, he moved to northern Indiana same month in 1846 with the first four of their eleven children. Edward Praul (many different spellings; Prall; Proll; Praull…) was a min-ister and farmer, purchasing an 80 acre tract of land. In not too many years, he was forced to sell 20 of those acres where the orig-inal family log cabin sat in order to get his unmarried sister’s out of financial debt because (I don’t know if you’re ready for this) they purchased so much material. Part of this land was also given to build the first Methodist Church in Butler, Indiana. Physically, he added his brawn into the building and preached there for several years. History books say he was a grand minister. On the 4th of July in 1863, he had planned a picnic for his congregation to not only pray for our soldiers and country, but to enjoy life a little; however, his ended abruptly that day. He had gone out to their large patch of blackberries to pick some so Lucy could make some fresh blackberry pies for the meal later. She had the crust ready but he did not return. Neighbors went

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County ConnectionsBy KAREN BAZZANI ZACHMontgomery Memories

While interviewing my most recent Around The County cou-ple, she was telling me about her aunt, Nellie Galey Canine. Knew most of what she said, but after researching a bit, I found not only

Nellie fascinating but her husband, Joe as well.First of all, age is a major factor here. Nellie

lived to be 105 years old and accomplished so much in her lifetime. Joseph Raymond (Joe) was one of the younger ones of his family to pass away at age 81. Their brothers, sisters and parents (except for Joe’s mother) all lived to be in their 80s and 90s. They also have long mar-riages, her parents seeing their 50th and Joe and Nellie 52 before he passed away.

However, Joe and Nellie, who married in Washington DC on a spring day, April 9, 1921, almost lost their lives the next January. Truly, their escape was miraculous. It was the 28th of January in 1922 and it had been snowing for two days. Yet, the young couple decided to venture out to the 1700-seat, five-year-old Knickerbock-er Theater that Saturday night to view the silent film, Get Rich Quick, Wallingford. Almost 2’ of snow covered the flat roof while Nellie and Joe were sitting in the two end seats of the last row of the balcony. Just after intermission as the show continued, there was a loud swish. Joe and Nellie looked up and saw the ceiling literally splitting in two. They quickly jumped up and started out but the ceiling piled on top of them. Joe said, “Lie still and they will dig us out,” but Nellie caught a breath of fresh air and they crawled over one

of the walls of the theater and on to the street. She later credited growing-up with brothers for her cat-like agility. Two young boys helped her get Joe over. Some of the first out, Joe had a broken arm, Nellie a broken rib. Their coats and hats were lost, but they were thankful for a cab right outside that took them for medical aid. The miracle lies in the fact that almost 100 people lost their lives that night and 133 badly injured, while Joe and Nellie weren’t too worse for wear.

Joe began his career as a shoe salesman, joined the service (Indiana State Militia) then the regular Army on the last day of May in 1917 and was discharged 29 March 1919. Fairly tall, at 5’10” with brown hair and hazel-colored eyes, he was a bit stout at about 180 pounds when he joined. Other than his hair had grayed, his WWII draft information matched his WWI. Joe studied chiropractic medicine in Washington, and they lived there for several decades, retiring to Browns Valley. For several years, they lived in the Co-lumbia Road Apartment House.

Nellie worked at many interesting places, including secretary for the chief of the Chil-dren’s Bureau in the Department of Labor while in Washington, as well as clerking in the Chief Signal Office, Department of the Navy. In the beginning, she was a school teacher at Browns Valley. Also, she was employed at Purdue in the Home Ec Department as Secretary and retired in 1974 from Wabash ‘s Chemistry Department. A very talented lady she also owned and operated the Weatherill Restaurant in Browns Valley. She graduated from Waveland in 1908 and attended IU. A strict Baptist, they are buried together in Freedom Cemetery, he age 81; she 105.

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to find him and he lay with the basket of berries scattered about him and a large rattle snack bite in his leg. He was just 43 years old! Lucy never remar-ried and lived around with her children after she finished raising them (oldest was 28 when their father died, youngest age 2). She died 22 years after he did.

-- July 4th through the years has been the perfect time to campaign as is shown with Dan Voorhees who came next door to Fountain County at age two months. A very patriotic and interesting historical family, his grandfa-ther, Stephen fought at Princeton, Monmouth and other battlefields in

the Revolutionary War. His maternal grandfa-ther, Luke VanArsdale fought Indians under Daniel Boone. Dan V. studied at Asbury (DePauw) and began practicing law with Henry S. Lane at Crawfordsville. He then moved to Cov-ington and on the 4th of July in 1851, E.A. Hannegan, formerly US Senator heard Dan give a rousing speech on the courthouse lawn and invited Dan into a partnership. Gover-nor Wright appointed Dan as Prosecuting Attorney of the Cir-cuit Court. If you’re a history buff, read about Voorhees as he was an amazing man and was often called the “Tall Sycamore of the Wabash!”

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