RIP Callie: born April 27th, 1994, to Isabelle. Passed quietly in her sleep December 26, 2011, aged 17 years and 8 months; She lived a long and healthy life, for a cat; She was born in this house and lived here all her life. Callie caught many mice and birds; she vanquished strange cats; was never hit by a car, bitten by a dog, or even sick. She ruled her territory with an iron claw. She slept next to me when I was sick. She took many walks in the woods with me. She was beautiful. I shall miss her.
Saturday, November 05, 2011
Lydia and Edward Martin pose with their sons, James, Merritt, and Irving.
Copy of letter written to Merritt Martin by his mother exactly as was written.
Oct. 14, 1918
Dear One & all:
My dear boy, tomorrow is your birthday – 38 years ago tonight about 9 PM, I knew there would be in our house within a few hours a little babe, your father sick and no help. Aunt Anna Martin came & staid that night with us. It was a beautiful night but no brighter than the eyes of a little boy they laid in my arms before daylight, and my baby’s cradle was the back part of his mother’s bed, where he nestled and got uneasy. Mother just drew him over to her & when he was where his mother was, he was such a contented child & he would open his eyes so big when mother talked to him & we were very happy together – just as you and I have always been & when I ask the question when I am so old and need my boys so much, why am I alone; I shall not complain because I have many things to feel thankful for. I never forget to feel grateful for my home & the comfort and peace there is here even if I do miss the once dear faces & today I have thought of you for the last few days & wishing I knew what I could send that baby boy for a birthday present. My money hasn’t come yet & I have nothing to buy with this time – take the wish for the deed & the knowledge that your mother loves you tonight as never before & and shall always love you dearly just as you love your children – somehow I have been thinking of you folks for the last few days wondering if you are sick. I hope not. It is nearly 10 & I am unusually tired & sleepy tonight, so I will wait and finish in the AM.
After dinner, Wed. 2 PM & just before dinner I went up town & got a letter from Edie. It was such a good one, he has been promoted to mess chief, the same as sergeant for 150 men, pretty good, don’t you think? I feel quite proud of my navy boy. He will hold that position for 3 weeks & one half of that time is gone now & then they are going to send him to school for 3 months & he is very anxious to commence. I made a nice hickory nut cake today which I will send tomorrow for him & AJ. AJ is better & and out to work again. I got a letter from Anna this week, she isn’t feeling very good. Tom & Carrie I expect are in Cleveland – will stay until after Tom’s birthday which is the 9th of November. The children always make a big spread that day for their father. Everything in Clinton is about the same, they closed the school this AM on account of so many bad cols. Frank Parker and his older boy are sick in bed with Spanish influenza. Edie says they don’t put no sugar in any of their food so for 3 weeks I have sent him something - tomorrow a hickory nut cake for him & AJ – last week Mr. Quigley sent him a box of candy & some marshmallow cookies. I haven’t heard from Irving since the 3rd of Oct. Mrs. Clark got a letter – out of 20 men, Irv. head 10 are gone – so Gladys is helping him out in the office – isn’t it nice she is able to help out in that way. Schools and churches are all closed in Boston on account of the influenza. It is a beautiful day here today. Word came from Adrian about 1 o’clock Sat. nite that Germany had surrendered, I was woke out of a sound sleep by the fire whistle at the light plant, the woolen mill whistle & the church bells & men over at the depot pounding the building with a flat board & somebody shooting off guns & before I could get dressed thought the town was burning up – rushed to the corner I said to a woman standing there – “Where is the fire?” – “over in Germany” she said – “The Germans have surrendered” then I went back to the house & to bed – when someone fired a gun 3 or 4 times just a little ways from the house – I got to sleep about 4 in the AM – but they will have to do that job over some other time. Hope to hear this week that you are all well. Love to you all.
Notes from Julie Falk, grand daughter of Merritt Martin. Nov. 5, 2011
I typed this from a typed copy of the original and am assuming that the sentence structure choices, spelling errors, and use of an ampersand instead of and are all preserved from the original handwritten letter. The location of the original letter or if it still exists is unknown to me.
“Mother Martin” is Lydia Briggs Martin, born 160 years ago in 1851. She died 1936. She would have been about 57 at the writing of this letter. She was married to Edward A. Martin who died in 1906. I don’t have his year of birth. My Aunt Eileen (Martin) Austin showed me where Lydia lived – it’s a house on Railroad Street that still stands. They had three boys, James, Irving, and Merritt. I don’t know what in what order they were born, but I never met my great uncles, although there are photos of James as an old man. Lydia and James are buried in unmarked graves in the Clinton cemetery. Their names are recorded in the cemetery records, so I know approximately where they are buried, but in those days no one had enough money for things like headstones. Merritt was born in 1880 and died in, I think, 1970, but I should double-check that year. He married Genevieve Barr of Saline, and they lived in Saline where they raised six children: George, Eileen, Ruth, Charlotte, Warren, and David. (Ruth was my mother) Merritt and Genevieve are buried in the Saline Oakwood Cemetery.
The references to influenza and WWI make this especially interesting. We know that Germany didn’t surrender officially until Nov. 11th, so I’m not sure what the people of Clinton were reacting to when they celebrated Germany’s surrender, assuming the second part of the letter was written on Oct. 15th. It might have been expectation of Germany’s surrender. Germany suspended submarine warfare on Oct. 20th. Or it’s possible that she didn’t get back to finishing the letter until almost a month later, although that seems unlikely to me. Perhaps she was responding to the knowledge that it was only a rumor when she said, "They'll have to do that job over some other time." - Looking forward to the day when Germany made their surrender official.
My grandmother Genevieve’s only brother, Hollis, died in 1918 at age 18 of the influenza. He was serving in the military at the time.
I don’t know who Edie is, although he might well be a grandson named after her late husband.
The phrase “out of 20 men, Irv. head 10 are gone” – A little confusing, but I’m guessing Irving was head of 20 men and 10 have joined the military.
Thursday, November 03, 2011
The Blue Sky Is Never More Beautiful Than in the Fall, a photo by CaptPiper on Flickr.
This is what a northern Michigan color tour looks like from a convertible.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Several people have asked me to share this, so here it is as Tim's aunt shared it with me - with my personal notes.
Many doctors are prescribing this diet to their overweight patients and encouraging them to also exercise. However, before staring any diet or exercise program, you should consult with your own doctor.
Basic Fat Burning Soup
6 large green onions, 2 green peppers,
1 or 2 cans (28oz.) whole tomatoes, 1 bunch of celery, 1 large cabbage, 2 pks. of Lipton Soup Secrets
(Don't worry if you can only find the Lipton Chicken Soup Secrets with noodles. I used that and it was okay. The soup worked anyway. You can also just use boullion)
Season with salt, pepper, curry, parsley: if desired, bouillon or hot sauce.
Cut vegetables into small pieces and cover with water. Boil for ten minutes: turn down to simmer until vegetables are tender.
This soup can be eaten anytime you are hungry. Eat as much as you want, whenever you want. This soup will not add calories. The more you eat, the more you will lose. If eaten for indefinite periods, you will suffer malnutrition.
Day 1: All fruits, except bananas. Eat only fruits and soup. For drinks, use unsweetened teas, cranberry juice, and water.
Day 2: All vegetables. Eat until you are stuffed with all the fresh raw or canned vegetables. Try to eat green leafy vegetables and stay away from dry beans, peas or corn. Eat along with the soup. At dinner time on this day, reward yourself with a big baked potato and butter substitute. (I cook the potato in the microwave along with carrots and onions, which are permissible. I flavor the meal with chicken bullion. It is delicious. Especially since, by this time, one is ravenous.)
Day 3: Eat all the soup, fruits, and vegetables you want. Do not have a baked potato. If you have eaten for three days as above, and have not cheated, you will find you have lost 5-7 pounds.
Day 4: Bananas and skim milk. Eat as many as three bananas and drink as many glasses of water as you can on this day along with the soup. (This was the hardest day for me, but I was feeling fine, physically)
Day 5: (Hallelujah!) Beef and tomatoes. You may have 10-20 ounces of beef and a can of tomatoes or as many as six fresh tomatoes on this day. Try to drink at least 6-8 glasses of water this day to wash away the uric acid in your body. Eat the soup at least once on this day. (That will be hard, because you are really sick of the soup by this time. )
Day 6: Beef and veggies. Eat to your heart’s content of the beef and vegetables on this day. You can even have two or three steaks if you like with the green leafy vegetables, but no baked potato. Be sure to eat the soup at least once today. (They have to tell you to do this, because otherwise, you wouldn’t touch the stuff.)
Day 7: Brown rice, unsweetened fruit juice, and vegetables. Again, stuff yourself. Be sure to have the soup at least once today. (Blah)
Monday, May 30, 2011
My father Wes Nielsen served in Corpus Christi, Texas, during WWII. He was working on a special top secret project that kept him stateside for most of the war. (He never told us what it was, even years later) As the project came to an end, he was scheduled to be sent to fight overseas. A week before he shipped out, my sister was born. Because he was the only son of a widowed mother, married, and now a father, this gave him enough "points" to keep him stateside.
This is one of the few photos I have of him smiling with his teeth showing.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
The loaf was unsalvagable.