Still more pictures

These are more pictures found loose in that same box as the previous pictures.  They cover a wide variety of years and subjects.  Some are identified while others are not.  If you can help with the identifications of the unknowns, please leave a comment.

Della Cole Owens Young

Della was my maternal grandfather's aunt.  She and her first husband had a farm in Milford.  My grandfather stayed with them for a short time when he was growing up.  When she and her second husband got to an age that they could not run the farm, they sold it to my grandfather but continued to live in the house which was divided to suit two families.  

 Thelma Ferguson Pidgeon

Thelma was my maternal 1st cousin 2x removed.  She lived her entire life in Oneonta, Otsego County, New York.

 Elmer again!  He's posing, on 5 March 1945, with three unknowns at the Griffith Park Observatory.  You can see the Hollywoodland sign in the hills behind his head.

 Beatrice May Rose Camp with Clarence Darling.

Leonard George and Beatrice May Rose Camp.

Beatrice May Rose Camp, Florence Alice Rose Lawler, Olive Letha Rose Schnack

Beatrice May Rose Camp

Beatrice May Rose Camp and Olive Letha Rose Schnack

Beatrice May Rose Camp

 The people in the background look like Jack and Florence Rose Lawler.

 Above and below is Beatrice May Rose Camp with unknown fellow nursing students.

Beatrice May Rose Camp 1937

 Beatrice May Rose Camp with Seward Hager Burgett 1937

 Beatrice May Rose Camp, Elbert Rose, Olive Letha Rose Schnack

Sisters Olive, Florence, and Beatrice Rose with maternal grandmother, Alice Clayton More.

Children of Obed and Luella Cure.  Obed bought Elbert's farm in Pine Hill.  From left to right are Pearl, Everett, and Frasier Cure.

Doris is in the three pictures above, possibly the fourth picture as well.  Who Doris is, I don't know.  Do you?

Gladys on the boat dock.  No, I do not know who Gladys is or if she is family or friend.  This photo, and the one below, was made at Caroga Lake, in Fulton County, at New York State's Adirondack State Park.

1942 7 21 Beatrice Camp to Olive Schnack

'B.' was the author of this letter.  The names and relationships to her, in the order of appearance, are:

• 'Olive' Letha Rose Schnack, Beatrice's sister
• 'Katharine' or 'K' Rose Schnack Jones Gall Hammon, Olive and Walt's daughter, Beatrice's niece
• 'Walt' was Jochim Walter Schnack, Beatrice's brother-in-law
• 'Vivian' or 'V' Eleanor Schnack Cope, Olive and Walt's daughter, Beatrice's niece
• 'Junior' was Walter J. Schnack, Olive and Walt's son, Beatrice's nephew
• 'Eddie' was Edward Alexander Schnack, Olive and Walt's son, Beatrice's nephew
• 'Miltie' was Milton George Camp, Beatrice and Len's son
• 'Flo' was Florence Alice Rose Lawler, Beatrice's sister
• 'Len' was Leonard George Camp, Beatrice's husband
• 'Harriet' was Harriet Julia Camp Baird, Beatrice and Len's daughter
• 'B' was Beatrice May Rose Camp, Len's wife and Olive's sister

Laurens, N.Y.
July 21, 1942

Dear Olive,

I'm glad you and baby are doing well.  I am awfully anxious to see Katharine.  I'm glad Dr. Clark put her in an incubator.

Walt was up last night.  I hope you had some visitors.  I know how long evenings can be.

Isn't it funny that we don't hear from Emilee?  I am going up this week I guess.  I can't imagine  whether she has moved, is moving, or is away, or whether she didn't get my letter.  I almost always put my address on.

Vivian made me a lovely cake and her ice cream was delicious.  I asked her not to do it but, I saw she was going to be hurt so, I told her all right.  And, then it was that terrible hot day.  You were supposed to have a sample of cake.  Did you get it?  I hear you don't get enough to eat.  In as much as you aren't nursing Katharine, you don't need so much.  It will help you get your girlish figure back.  Ha ha.  Vivian had the house looking good.

Junior is working up here now.  He was here

yesterday.  I think that will help V. out some.  Eddie was up for the first time to stay any length of time.  He and Miltie had a good time.  I thought I'd write before this but I ran out of envelopes.

I had a pretty card and linen handkerchief from Flo yesterday a.m.  It's the first I'd heard from her.  I worry about her.  Isn't it nice to have her come to see you.  She says K. is fine.

I usually can get quite a bit of writing done before anyone is up.  Len gets me up the have coffee with him before he goes to work, but Harriet got up at 6:30 this a.m.  She is fine.

Mary called Margaret Sunday a.m. and Margaret said she was going to the hospital and take Castor oil and quinine.  So we ought to be hearing from her soon.

Viv let me read notes you wrote her when I was down.  What's the matter with your arm?  In as much as your not nursing K, Clark would probably give you something to sleep on if you don't sleep good.  Anyway, it won't be long now before you're home.  I may not write again.  If it is necessary to leave K. in an incubator you might better do it than to move her too soon.  I'm sorry you didn't have the nighties sooner.  V. forgot to give them to Walt,  They were ready Thursday.  Take it easy.  This is your vacation.

Love,
B.

1941 6 24 Beatrice Camp to Olive Schnack

To see the relationship of the people in the letter, please go to the Names page.  In order of their first appearance in this letter are family members:

• 'Olive' was Olive Letha Rose Schnack
• 'Flo' was Florence Alice Rose Lawlor
• 'Harriet' was Harriet Julia Camp Baird
• 'Miltie' was Milton George Camp
• 'Aunt Lu' might have been Lulu Peck Louden
• 'Aunt Lu' might have been Louella Rose
• 'Walt' was Jochim Walter Schnack
• 'Lena' was Lena Mae Carrington Rose
• 'Len' was Leonard George Camp
• 'B.' was Beatrice May Rose Camp

Laurens, N.Y.
June 24, 1941

Dear Olive,

I was pleased to get your note from Mr. Lalot.

I know you are very thin but you will soon gain.  You are thin and I'm fat.  I weighed 120 1/2 pounds when I came home.  Is your stomach better?  Maybe you have jaundice again.  I wish I could come see you again.  I don't see why Carson didn't come in to see you Sunday.  He was in the hospital when I was.  Flo said you were better yesterday.  I'm so glad!  I can't wait for you to get home.  I wish you were here, too.  I could stand some help but if you were just here to look at Harriet once in a while and tell me she looked good, I'd feel better.  I get awful nervous sometimes.  I know she must be all right, though.  She eats like a pig; her bowels are good - not watery - she sleeps good - of course, like all bottle babies, she has lots of gas and sometimes regurgitates with gas.  She weighed 5 lbs 3 3/4 ounces Sunday a.m.  I haven't weighed her since.  This darned typhoid business makes me nervous, too.  I still

haven't heard from Miltie's specimen.  The one that was supposed to go today, I got out too late for Sam.  I have to step on it a.m.'s.  I thought Aunt Lu was going to help me a couple days but she hasn't shown up.  Dr. Murray was awful afraid I was going to roast her.  She didn't like my outing flannel diapers.  She wants me to get heavy cheese cloth.  Aunt Lu said she'd get it and make them.  I get awful tired.  It takes all my time to feed both, wash clothes, and fix formula.  I haven't got organised yet.  Dr. Murray was swell.  One of the nurses had knitted her a white bonnet.

I haven't heard from you or Walt today.  If I weren't so tired, I'd go down and see Walt and call Flo.  I was glad to see her last night.  She was in an awful hurry.  She made the basket, that Lena had and left torn and dirty, look like new.  I was glad as Dr. Murray made me bring it right up to the nursery.  I want you to see Harriet.  I think she is awfully cute.

Yes Olive, I have realized all too well that we have needed each other.  I have felt so helpless.  I have

had to practice good psychology.  I couldn't help you and I didn't want to hurt by baby.  If you were only better, how happy I'd be now.  So please don't worry; don't eat the food that you know isn't good for gall bladder and hurry up and come home.

Do you enjoy your radio?  Flo is good isn't she?

I must close now.  I have to put up Len's lunch and feed Harriet.  She gets fed 10 - 2 - 6 at night; 9, 12, 3, and 6 daytimes.

Would you like to have me come see you again?  I could come between the 12 and 3 feedings if you would like to have me.

Please hurry and get well.

Love,
B.

1941 6 11 Bea Camp to Olive Schnack

M. I. B. Hospital is the Mary Imogene Bassett Hospital. 

M.I.B. Hospital
Cooperstown, N.Y.
June 11, 1941

Dear Olive,

Here I am sitting up!  I sat up yesterday a half hour in the a.m. and a half hour in the p.m.; was supposed to sit up one hour this a.m. but only sat up about 15 minutes.  I'll tell you why later.  Now I'm going to sit up an hour.  I'll eat my supper while up.

Flo and Carrie were here this p.m. and I only saw them half an hour.  Did I talk fast and then I didn't say half what I wanted to.  Everything went bass ackward.  First, there was a baby in here and then they came and took me downstairs for a violet ray treatment on my rear.  I told you how sore I was, didn't I?  Well, Dr. Green opened all those pustules; about killed me - felt as though he were cutting the skin all off, then he painted it with gentian blue which is a beautiful purple.  The girls have had a lot

of fun.  Mrs. Nugent painted B.C. on but the girls insist it is B.G.  They told Dr. Green he did a good paint job but did he have to autograph it.  Poor man, we make his life miserable.  Yesterday and today, I've had ultra violet rays on once a day.  I guess it is better now.

I fed my Harriet today.  Of course, I was scared but did I love it.  Of course, I think she is grand.  Flo saw her.  I'm anxious to see what she thinks of her.  I didn't see her afterward.  I could see Richard out on the lawn.  Harriet took her formula out of a regular bottle and nipple; a big nipple, too.  She sucked it right down fast.  I can't remember but I guess I didn't tell you Dr. Peckham had me dry my breasts up.  He said I didn't have much and it would be quite a while before she could nurse anyway.  He thought it would be best.  I couldn't get only a little

bit of milk at a time.

The reason I didn't stay up my hour was because I had to be on exhibition.  The Doctors had a meeting and Dr. Peckham showed me off on account of that medicine I took.  The girls helped me get all dolled up.  Mrs. Vogelien, an 18 year old girl (she went home this p.m.), fixed my hair up with bobby pins.  I borrowed deodorant from another patient and wore Mrs. Vogelien's classy bed jacket.  I even powdered my face, the first time in months.  Did I get nervous but it wasn't bad.  He just kept me a few minutes.

Did I tell you I _____?  I'll wait until I see you and tell you all about it.  Dr. Peckham was away; he  just came back Monday.

Flo said you and Jr. were better.  I'm so glad.  I'll be so glad to come see you.

Flo brought me a beautiful pink and white carriage robe.  Aunt ____ sent me a beautiful dress and slip

and big lovely pink blanket.  Emilee, she has a lot of stuff for me.  Harriet is so tiny nothing will fit her.

I'm looking for Len to come up tomorrow.  I'm not the only one that doesn't see my husband and as misery likes company, I didn't mind it so much as I thought I would.

Emilee brought me a good book "Native Son" by Richard Wright.  Having to lie on my side makes it hard to do much.  Emilee can't come tonight.  Jimmie has to clean out his mother's chimney.

I was awfully provoked that I couldn't see Flo and Carrie longer.

I still feed little Willie.  He's cute.  I wish they'd let me feed Harriet all the time.  I'm afraid of her and I want to get used to her.

My sunburn burns a little tonight.  I've been sitting on it too much.

I'll write again.

I had the sweetest card from Vivian and Ed.

Love,
Bea

They have taken 2 stool specimens from me.

1934 3 29 Olive Schnack to Harriet Burgett

Spelling and grammar may change as I transcribe.  This letter originates in Laurens, Otsego County, New York and was mailed to Harriet at a Los Angeles, Los Angeles County, California address.

My grandmother, 'Olive' Letha Rose Schnack, wrote this letter to her 'Aunt Hattie', Harriet More Burgett.  'Walt' is Olive's husband and my grandfather, Jochim Walter Schnack.  'Vivian' Eleanor Schnack Cope and Walter J. 'Junior' Schnack were their two children at that time.  'Bea' was Olive's sister, Beatrice May Rose Camp and 'Flo' was her sister, Florence Alice Rose Lawler.  'Ma Carrington' might be Sarah J. DeMond Carrington, the mother of 'Lena' Mae Carrington Rose.  'Clif' was Olive's brother and Lena's husband, Clifton More Rose.  'Dad Camp' might be George W. Camp, Beatrice's father-in-law.

I don't know who the 'Bs' are and I don't know who 'Ruth' is or how either of these relate to the family.  I'd be glad to read your suggestions in the comment field.

Something I found of interest...
In 1934, in New York alone, 10,670,325 pounds of butter were produced earning $2,880,988.  See page 2 at the following link.  http://usda.mannlib.cornell.edu/usda/AgCensusImages/1935/03/05/1537/Table-10.pdf 

Laurens, N.Y.
March 29, 1934

Dear Aunt Hattie,

I wrote you a letter about two weeks ago but didn't look at your last letter for the address.  I thought I could remember it but guess I'm not as smart as I thought I was because it came back.

I'm working awfully hard now and so is Walt.  We are milking three cows now and I have to help in the morning.  I churn about three times a week and am getting so I can make pretty good butter.  Last week I sold five pounds and there will be more this week.  Flo

bought some.  We have six fine baby heifers which we are going to raise.

Two weeks ago I got 150 baby chicks.  They were dandies.  I haven't lost a single one yet and how they grow.  They keep me busy, too.

Yesterday morning, Vivian went to school with Junior so she could get vaccinated.  She had such a wonderful time that she cried when I wouldn't let her go in the afternoon.  This afternoon, she and I went down to school to the Easter program.  The first grade sang two cute Easter songs and Junior was a rabbit in a little first grade play.  I had to make a hat for

him to wear.

I received your card the other day.  The B's don't get a chance to quiz me.  I don't believe I've seen any of them since you have been gone.  I am glad to hear Ruth came through her operation so nicely.  You must manage to keep quite busy.  But, I can just imagine that it won't be long before your thoughts turn toward your flower garden.  I'm afraid mine won't amount to much; probably a lot of the perennials froze out because it was so beastly cold.

Bea has been to Grand

Gorge three weeks tomorrow and nothing yet as far as I know.  I stopped in at Ma Carrington's last week.  She is worse than seven year's itch.  But, I suppose it is only human nature for her to think only of Lena.  I'm afraid Clif is in bad shape.  He has symptoms of angina pectoris but it seems as if he is too young for that.  Dad Camp has been ordered to lay off for two months.  He has angina and one day at work he very nearly died.  I don't know what would happen to the family if he were taken away, do you?

Walt will finish papering the dining room

tomorrow.  It surely is going to change that room unbelievably.  He started it last week but he doesn't get a chance at it during the week as he doesn't get through all his chores until after 8 o'clock.

Emilee Smith sent me a box last week with fifteen dresses in it.  About half of them will be house dresses and the rest good ones.  Two of them are so fancy I probably won't wear them much.  It was a big help as I needed them.  I invested five dollars in art_ _ _ and oxfords last month and I have made good use of

them already.

We are all anxious to have you back.  It seems like a long time.  Jr. and Vivian send kisses and thanks for their cards.

Write if you get a chance.

Love,
Olive

P.S.
Just found the other letter I wrote that came back to me so I'll send that along, too.