Showing posts with label Jimmie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jimmie. Show all posts

Friday, July 15, 2016

The Merediths at Baron Lake MI in 1916



"Summer 1916, Rutlage's Resort, Baron Lake, Mich" is on the back of the picture in my grandfather's writing.  Brought up in Berrien County on the southwest corner of Michigan, James R. Meredith loved the green forests and the lakes, including the big one, Lake Michigan, that formed the western edge of Michigan. 

Jim didn't have a middle name, so used "R." as his middle initial.  I've always thought it was because of his grandfather's name.   
Benjamin R. Meredith from Kent Co., Maryland had that initial.  Did it stand for a name?  Maybe.  Born in 1801, he was a soldier in the Florida War and the Black Hawk War.

Jim and his wife, Lottie Weekes Meredith, did travel from Chicago back to Michigan often to see his family at this stage, only married 11 years (Nov. 23, 1904).  Jim was doing well,
after moving to the big city, Chicago, for a job and a better life.  In 1916 he was working for a major company, Western Electric, where he would be employed for the rest of his life.

The small woman seated between the two children must be Jim's mother, Ruth Parks Olmstead Meredith, age 68.  She appears in another picture a few years later.  The girl is Ruth Viola Meredith, named for both grandmothers, at age 10.  The boy is James William Meredith (5), who is named for his father and his mother's father, William Walter Wilson Weekes, from Wilkes-Barre PA.  They called him "Jimmie."

Standing behind them are two women I'm guessing are a cousin and an aunt of the man in the middle, Jim Meredith.  Lottie, Jim's wife, wasn't in the picture.  Maybe she was behind the camera.

This is a casually posed picture with three of the subjects looking off to the right side, drawn to something - a dog barking, laughter, someone heading their way.  Young Ruth, my mother, looks strikingly like I did at about that age, right down to the somewhat bored vibes.  It looks like there's a house or a cabin behind those pictured.

Pictures from the past give you a feel for what life was like, but dredge up more questions than answers.  They make me want to study further what life was like at that time and especially for my ancestors.










Saturday, August 8, 2015

Sept. 20th, 1915: A Postcard from Grandpa Olmstead


I think I've seen it all in my mother's collection of diaries when out pops this 100-year-old postcard.  It was sent to my grandparents, the Merediths, by James' grandfather, William Henry Olmstead, age 92.  William was living with relatives, the Conners, in Saranac MI.  Olmstead? It was James' mother's maiden name.

         RR No. 2
         Saranac, Mich.
         Sept. 20, 1915

Dear James & Lola,
     Please accept this card as a token of our remembrance
of you and of your birthdays - which occur, we think, James' 35th on Sept. 23rd and Lola's on Oct. 1st.

    We hope they will prove joyous change to you both, such 
                                                          that you will live to enjoy many holiday returns and may the  
                                                          Dear Lord's blessing attend you all the way.
                                                                 Your aunt, Mary G. Conner
                                                                  Your Grandfather, Wm. H. Olmstead

My grandmother, Carlotta Lola Lucretia Weekes Meredith, was called "Lola" and "Lottie."  She was to turn
29 on Oct. 1, 1915, but perhaps William Olmstead was unsure of her age.  It was difficult to read the faded brown ink and tiny, fine writing, especially  in the second paragraph when William was running out of room. William lived to be 93, dying on June 1, 1916.  James' father, Nathaniel, was a Civil War veteran, and had died in 1907 at 63.  Oddly enough, that was the age at which James himself would pass away in 1944.

At this time, the Merediths lived at 3855 Park Avenue in Chicago, according to the postcard.  Their two children, Ruth Viola and Jimmie, were 9 and 4.  This postcard was not in Pieces of a Life.


Saturday, April 25, 2015

"I'm Kind of Worried..."

This picture of Grandma Esther Webb Kellogg Wood (John's mother), Kenny Kellogg and Ruth Meredith Kellogg was taken in Ann Arbor within a few months of the time the entry was made in her diary.

September 21, 1935 - Saturday
"I'm kind of worried, as I just heard an extra paper about Austin Maniac beating another woman today - that's about the 4th this month. First is in serious condition in hospital.

Baked a sponge cake& made lime Jell-O veg. salad for tomorrow.  Bought rolled veal roast.

John home early enough to eat good meal & I got dishes done before time to go to show.  Saw 'Orchids to You' - John Boles & Jean Muir."

Ruth probably meant to say that she read or heard about an extra edition of the newspaper concerning the "Austin Maniac."   Ruth's preparations for the following day were for her father's birthday.  Jim Meredith was turning 55 on Monday, Sept. 23.  Lottie, Jimmie and Jim went upstairs for the celebration.  At that point, the three Kelloggs were living in the flat above the Merediths.  John had bought the Sealtex business the year before and was still working very long hours, at least 6 days a week.  Because Ruth was back in a familiar neighborhood with her parents and brother, she was happy in spite of John's being gone so much.