Showing posts with label Obed Cure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Obed Cure. Show all posts

Sunday, October 20, 2013

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.




Tuesday, August 27, 2013

1919 2 8 Beatrice Rose to Florence Rose

I will change some spelling and some grammar as I transcribe.  The location is Kingston, Ulster County, New York.

'Beatrice' May Rose Camp wrote this letter when she was 12-years old to her sister 'Florence' Alice Rose Lawler.  'Olive' Letha Rose Schnack was their sister and 'Clifton' Rose, their brother.  'Papa' was their father, Elbert Rose.  'Bessie' Woolheater Winfield was the girls' cousin and 'Marjorie' was Bessie's daughter.  'Minnie' Rose Springer was Elbert's sister; as was  'Aunt Addie', Ada Rose Woolheater, who was the mother of Bessie.  'Ella' Baker More is the girls' maternal aunt.  I believe the 'they' referred to in the letter is Harriet More Burgett and Alice Clayton More who have traveled cross-country to California.

Please leave a comment should you wish to share a thought about this letter.



72 Clinton Ave.
Kingston, N.Y.
Feb. 8, 1919

Sat. morning

Dear Florence,

Did you ask me any questions?  I can't find your letter anywhere so I think that it must have been in the waste paper basket and was thrown out.

Well, I got a letter from Clifton today and he sent me his percents.  I will send it to you and let you see it.  And you know that George Moore is home and Lizzie Krum and Mildred White is home, too.

Olive sent him a 10¢ tablet, 5¢ pencil, an eraser that we had, 1¢ pen and a pen holder that we



had and a penny pad that Olive got just for fun.  He said he was very glad to get it.

He said he thought that we might have the influenza.  There are five people up there that have it.  Almost every house has got a sign on it for diphtheria.  There are 97 cases of influenza and over a hundred cases of diphtheria.

I passed everything but geography but I got promoted just the same.  You know that you can miss three subjects and pass just the same down here.  Can you up there?  Did Clifton tell you that he could dance?

Sat. afternoon, half past three

Well, I have been so busy today.  This morning, I started this letter and then Bessie came home and wanted me to help her.  And, I have been busy ever since.

Bessie and Marjorie came Sunday afternoon.  Marjorie is four years old.  She is just as cute as she can be.  And, sometimes when she gets cross, Bessie will whip her and it almost makes me cry.  She will look so pitiful toward me and then her mother.

You know the bedroom we


slept in?  We are in the other room now sleeping.  And, Bessie & Marjorie sleep in the other room.  And, we put our clothes in a drawer in the dresser out in the hall.  And, what we couldn't get in there, we put in the trunk.

We got a letter from Minnie Tuesday.

Florence, do you remember telling Aunt Lib when you were up there, about what we told you that Mrs. Elmendorf said, "About that, we would have another boss now".   Well, that made her mad and she wouldn't come back again.  She said, "I won't go down there again while

they live there with that old devil".  Minnie Donovan said that Augusta began teaching school Monday.

Oh say, I found your letter this morning while I was working.  It was in my trunk.

Yes, I forgive you for not answering my letter in so long a time because you wrote me such a long one when you did write.  And, I knew that you were having examinations so I forgive you.

Obed Cure and Fred Blodget were over to Carter's the week before last after Papa and they went out on a, I don't know what you


call it.

Yes, we went to the movies.  I have been almost every Saturday.  But, today I couldn't go.  But, if Olive had wanted to, I could have gone because Olive went downstairs and dusted for Mrs. Elmendorf.  And, she gave her 10¢.  Wasn't that nice?

Yes, I will do that if you want me to about writing every week; and, you can write whenever you have time, but let it be often.  Will you?

Say, why don't they write to us?  They said they would.  We can't write to them


because they don't know how long they will be in on place.  And, anyway, you didn't say what place they were at.

The weather has been fine here for a long time but today it has been trying to snow.  Not very much, though.  We have only had one snow storm this winter and there isn't a bit of frost on the ground.

I have tried to get Papa to get you some money but he won't.  He is as tight as he can be.  He won't ever send Clifton some.

Clifton is going to join the Boy Scouts, too.

Oh!  Say, you didn't say


anything about Aunt Ella's letter or whether you got the dye or not.  We sent it a long time ago.

Well!  I will go and get a pail of coal for Aunt Addie and then I will finish this.

I have got it.

I have got to write to Clifton and Minnie.  Minnie's letter came Tuesday morning and yours came Friday and Clifton's came today.  And, I have to write to Aunt Ella, too.

Well, I can't think of anymore to say this time.  I think it's long enough.

With Love
Your Sisters
Beatrice and Olive

Monday, August 26, 2013

1919 1 24 Beatrice Rose to Florence Rose

I will change some spelling and some grammar as I transcribe.  Kingston, New York is in Ulster County.

'Beatrice' Rose Camp wrote this letter when she was 12-years old to her sister, 'Florence' Rose Lawler.  'Olive' Rose Schnack was their sister and 'Clifton' Rose was their brother.  'Papa' is their father, Elbert Rose.  Elbert's sister, 'Aunt Lin' is Malinda Rose Townsend.  'Aunt Addie' is Ada Rose Woolheater, another sister of Elbert's. 'Eva' Woolheater and Bessie Woolheater Winfield are Ada's daughters.  'Margie' Winfield is Bessie's daughter Marjorie.  'Grandma' is Alice Clayton More.  'Aunt Ella' is Ella Baker More, Alice's daughter-in-law. 'Uncle Will' is Elbert's brother William Rose. 


72 Clinton Ave.
Kingston, N.Y.
Jan. 24, 1919

Dear Florence;

There is no school this afternoon as there are commencement exercises down to the High School.

We didn't have any examinations down here.  Our everyday work counted for promotions.  All of the sixth grade got promoted and we will go in another room tomorrow.  I got promoted although I didn't pass in geography.  I got 66 2/3 and 2/3 counts one or 67.  My class standings I counted out to be


60.  When I told the teacher, she said she didn't believe me; that I would have to figure it over again but I didn't.

I have just got my dishes done and Olive dried them and now Olive is taking the carpet off the stairs.

Say Florence, did you think that we were not going to write at all?  I will tell you how it happened.  Last Sunday, Olive wrote a letter to you and Clifton and Aunt Lin.  And, of course, I thought they had been sent. Last night Papa was here and he asked if we had got a letter from you.  And then, Olive happened to


think that she had not sent them.  Every day through the week, I kept asking Aunt Addie if we had any mail and wondering why you didn't write.  When I heard her say that last night, I was mad to think that we hadn't written.

Eva, Jeanette and Al, Jean's beau, went to Poughkeepsie on Tuesday.  Eva bought Jimmie a bag of chocolate; and, Aunt Addie and Olive and I, a great big bag of hard candy.  Jeanette bought herself a dandy new spring hat; black straw with a little blue feather on each point.  It was a shape of a triangle.  It was beautiful.


Perhaps you saw Eva's shoes that I think were in the closet in your bedroom.  Anyway, they had low heels, brown cloth tops and brown leather bottoms.  Eva gave them to Olive and Papa had them taped and the heels straightened.  They make her a dandy pair of shoes to wear for best but Eva said for her to wear them to school.

I haven't had my teeth fixed yet and they need it pretty bad.  I am not going to have that double tooth crowned because it is too far gone but the two front ones I am going to have filled with gold.


Don't you think that will be alright?

I have not heard from Grandma yet, have you?  When I do, I will thank them for the things.  It was very nice of them.

I suppose you will be glad to get a letter written on good paper, although, the writing isn't very good.  Florence, if you knew how nervous I get when I try to write a letter, you wouldn't expect me to write at all.  I have written so much over to school in a hurry and it simply spoils my writing.  Now when I try to write a letter good, my arm aches so.  But I will have to





get used to it.

Bessie and Margie, Bessie's little girl, are coming up here to stay quite a long time. Bessie's husband, Jim, is going out west and work.

Oh say!  While I think of it.  How long is Grandma and the rest of them going to stay out there?

We, I mean Papa, got a letter from Clifton yesterday.  He said that they butchered Murray's pig and Kate cried.  He said that he laughed right in front of her.  And, he said that the chimney caught on fire up on the farm and the house came near to burning up.  He told Papa to get his furniture insured.  And, some boards came near burning into (we don't know exactly what he means by that) and that Obed cut his leg down to the bone.  And, Papa said, "I wouldn't have cared if he had cut it way off."  Clifton told you about the boy staying at Obed's by the name of John Lasher.  He told Clifton that when the chimney was on fire, that the bricks were red hot.  And, that John Lasher drove the team all over and that they came near to running away from him.

Of course I don't believe in dreams but, it was just a few days, or nights, I mean, that I dreamt that the house came near burning up.





And you know, when I read that letter it made me awful homesick and I don't know why.  I didn't get to sleep till about twelve o'clock.

I think maybe that Olive and I are going to the moving pictures tonight.  I think maybe that Papa will be over tonight and take us all.  Or, if he doesn't come, then Eva is going to take us.

We just got a letter from Aunt Ella today (this afternoon).  She said it was storming up there.

It rained very hard here last night but today it is funny.  The sun




will shine for a minute and then go under the clouds.  It snowed just a little this morning but all it's doing now is the wind is blowing quite hard.

Uncle Will isn't working now.  He has been quite sick.  It is his kidneys now.  The doctors say he'll be alright if he doesn't have the Dropsy.

Since you went away, Aunt Addie has got herself a dandy new coat.  It is something like Jeanette's coat only it has black seal fur collar and cuffs.  And, Eva has a new suit with a black seal collar.  It is wine colored.  She paid $39.00 for it.

And, Jean has got her a new blue serge dress and a new $10.00 pair of brown





shoes.  And, I forgot to tell you that Eva got her a new pair of shoes with kid tops and patent leather bottoms.  And, Olive has gotten a new blue velvet hat with streamers on it.  It was on sale.  It was a two dollars and 87 ($2.87) hat and they got it for a dollar ninety-eight ($1.98).  I didn't get anything new.  Isn't that a shame?

Jimmy gave Olive and I each a stick of gum this noon.

I think if I can get Aunt Ella's letter in with this, in an envelope, I will send it to you and let you read it if you will send it back.  I think you will like to read it.





None of us have been uptown since we got your letter so we couldn't get the dye, but we'll try and send it the fore part of the week.

I forgot to tell you that Eva got her a dandy black seal muff to match Aunt Addie's and her coat.  I mean the fur on their coats.  It is Hudson seal.

You know, while we were washing dishes, Olive thought of a plan.  She said that if anyone slapped faces or pulled hair or quarreled, that they would get shut up in the clothes press and locked in for 15 minutes.  I wouldn't do it




and she got mad and undressed and went to bed.  She went upstairs and we didn't know where she was.  I went upstairs to see where she was.  She had made the bed and was in her night gown, and the window up a little ways.  I told Aunt Addie and she told me to shut the window.  I covered her up and shut the window and it was just two minutes after I was down, that she came down and said she wasn't asleep at all.  Well, will close with love.  If you write just as long a letter as I do, you will do good.

Beatrice