Monday, July 10, 2017

What we are

Uriah got me thinking. Pamy, and Karen, Stormy, Darrell, are any of you interested in starting a round robin type Meilicke letter? None of you seem to know each other, yet you are all related.  There is a Schnelle one that has been going for most of sixty years.  

The question has arisen at to "what we are"? I can say with certainty that we are human, and that the Meilike (or Meilicke) portion crossed the Odor river in 1870. Beyond that little. I have been deluded by Tully seed, Schnelle blood, and numerous other generations. There was a Huguenot in the mix back five generations, and after all that, I cannot demonstrate that my parents were even the same species, for they produced no grandchildren. If that does not make sense to you the test for same species is fertile offspring.

It has been suggested that there is some jewish among some of the family, but I can discount that for myself as Jewishness is only carried in the maternal line by custom, and it does not matter anyway.

When I trace my maternal line back, as far as I can go is to Ann Maxwell, born in Ireland, 1739. As my father was also born in Ireland in 1901, I can say that I am of Irish extraction, by over 50% and little more. There is a suggestion that the Tully name came to Ireland about 1600, and more that it came with the return of some of the Wild Geese.  http://www.encyclopedia.com/international/encyclopedias-almanacs-transcripts-and-maps/wild-geese-irish-abroad-1600-french-revolution

The name Meilike is not German, but I know that it is not Polish either, but the ike part suggest more south and east of there, Slovakia or Czechia area. But people have moves around due in part to war, local overpopulation and the like. Who know, and more to the point, how does that help me make a living? 

Genealogy is a past time, to be discussed, but with all the illegitimacy and all the other questions of lineage, it is crude at best. If one was to go the DNA method, the reference samples are typically too small an time dependent to mean much. Through written history, we can find the Celts spread form the Black Sea to Ireland; there greatest fear was the sky falling, (meteorites) to now running out of beer. Not even the names on grave stones can be trusted. And then the family stories grow and wither as lining vines.  Ah. In the end we all just die anyway.      

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Silence keeps them all guessing

I do not know much family history. It was not talked about much, and when it was, as soon as we children came around, silence ensued. I do not yet know why, other than the young generation distracted the old from the reflective mood one may need to be in to talk about the history. Secondly, noise is difficult to talk over, but we children were more seen than heard, or not. I do not know.

I recall one summer day, wandering over to grandpa's, perhaps we were there, the details are sketchy in my mind. Gus and one of Grandmothers brothers were siting out on the north side of the house, in the shade, talking. So I sat down and started listening. Gus was relating that he had never met his grandfather, because he was born after arrival in the US, he had been born at "cousins Julius place" in Minnesota shortly after they arrived, but they soon left for Iowa. Teresa Luther, Karl, and others arrived when he was small. Teresa was his grandmother, who left Prussia after Gustav (Gus's Grandfather) drowned in a spring flood of the Odor River (they were from east of the river, in what is now Poland) trying to save a bull. The main thing Gus recalled was Teresa teaching Latin to him, to cognate verbs, and then she died.

Now there is some conflict there. The "official" record says that Gus was born in Dallas County, and the name was Meilike, but what do I know.

Gus was an atheist, but Julius pushed an afterlife onto him, whether he believed or not, I do not know. Grandpa Julius had him burried with his buffalo coat, a gun and a knife that he had brought with him from Iowa, Dallas county, in the fall of 1906 I think. There is a bit of confusion about the year.

Gus and Julius stopped in Edmonton, and Gus worked on the Post Office, the old one who's clock is beside the Citadel now, and three house. They were all gone before Gus died. Grandpa went looking for land, first north than toward Greencourt. After he found land, he was returning to Edmonton, and encountered Gus on the road. Work had run out, and Gus struck out to save cash. Julius had been gone for quite a while longer than expected, and Gus figured something had happened.

Gus told the story that "when Julius brought me here, the only way I could see a hundred yards was straight up." They whip sawed a lot of lumber and built a cabin. It had a Rubberroid roof, a new product, invented(1905) and  produced in Edmonton at that time. It faced south, and had two rooms. The north room had a cellar underneath. The first year they cleared enough to get a patch of spuds in, and a few oats. 

More remembering later. My memory is good for that old stuff, but the newer bits, not so good. I need to take the trailer in to place on Parsons Road to get some work done, and I could not recall where Parsons Road was, but I recognized the name. When I looked it up, I was shocked that I did not remember it. I use it often, and had an office along it for a few years.      

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

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I happened across your Meilicke page.  Sam Meilicke was my Granddad.  There is no blood relation but he adopted my mother, Edna Barton Meilicke.  We lived in Baring, Mo., just down the road from them.  I saw them nearly everyday and also went by his feed store after school on a daily basis when school was in session.  I have some of the Meilicke information that my Mother had but I don’t know of any family left around here now.  I have lived in several places but now am retired (sort of) back in Baring.  I live less than a mile as the crow flies from where I grew up.
 
Just wanted to say hello and if you know any information I would be glad to hear it.  I have enjoyed the pictures on your site.  I used to write to Uncle Gus and Uncle Jewel when I was a child.  I knew about them homesteading but I had never seen pictures until I saw yours.  I’m so glad to see them.
 
Response
 
Hi Pamy;

It is great to hear from you once more. I had to go to my notes of Oct 2013 recall the communications content. I am not much on keeping up with the relatives.

I recall going to Gus's place and being handed one of your letters and being asked if I would like to write back. I was not a writer of letters. I recall it being on lined paper. That must have been in the early 1960's.

There are a few scattered second cousins and more distant around the US. Some have gone back to the original Meilike spelling. That seems to have been changed during WWI. But I never met many of them, and do not keep up.

I did meet Jules's (my grand father) brother, Sam in the summer of 66 or 67 perhaps when he was up here. Something to do with the settling of Gus's estate, and some land held in trust from the Gustav Estate (from about 1919 or 1922, perhaps to avoid taxes.) The land had increased in value over the nearly forty five years in trust. But what do I know, I was only a teenager then.

I recall Sam asking if there was one of Adolph's (Ed) corn savers was around the farm, but I had never seen one at that time. Why I remember that is beyond me. I also recall that Sam was much smaller physically than Gus and Grandpa Jules.

I have a lovely family tree, typed up in about 1965 and added to many times, but what to do with it. It is unsafe to put live people on the net, so it will just sit I guess. Over the years, through comments, I have heard of numerous distant cousins, but few responded beyond that.

Past, Present and Future and Stop Evangelizing

What to do with this blog? Few of the relatives seem to have much interest in my efforts, and information is hard to come by. It is like trade secrets or something. I just cannot care anymore. It is too depressing, that and all these dead relatives. Anything I obtained was available somewhere already, so nothing much new was added. So what is to be gained? Knowledge that I am unable to retain, and no one wants? It became to depressing to work on much.

Security is always an issue now, so nothing of the live relations can be put on this. Facebook has bits of live relations, if I were so inclined. We have very different lives, and very different values. I do not want to be around some of them; I can see why these people will not come near me, after they find out a few things about me. Oh well. Rejection is normal for me, I reject them, they reject me. So be it.

In the past few years I have been contacted by two distance relatives and both of those closed with a strongly evangelizing god reference. I am atheist, there is no god, no soul, no afterlife. So why are these people evangelizing at me, or are they just evangelizing. If they are just evangelizing, do I want to know them? They may be relatives but are not rational. No critical thinking, rational person, who has examined the god concept in detail could believe in a god. So the most generous thing I can say is that they have not rationally considered the concept, and have just gone on historical teachings, without critical examination.  Or should I just evangelize back... no I do not have the patience to argue against religion and the damage it does. It is a waste of time to point out the obvious to those who will not look or see. But why should I put up with their evangelizing?


So what do I do about those, tell them the truth, and give them warning. What is the point, they are not critical thinkers, else they would be unbelievers.  So I am not only atheist but anti-evangelist, as god is at best a concept, not real. Belief in gods are one of the main reasons for conflict between cultures, races, nations, and the like. It is all about distrust of people who think differently. They become, in effect, a different species. It is very natural to feel threatened by different species, and being sapiens, do as any sapiens would and try to eliminate the competition. It is only natural. There are many that say we could change our nature, but that may occur later, after they are no longer a threat. We did that with the native, but thy reproduced, and are now a problem again. If the problem does not go away, perhaps we will need to take some action again as a culture, nation, society. 

Ultimately, evangelizing will destroy any desire for family ties. But if we are not of the same belief system, there will be no family. So what is it to be folks?

Monday, March 13, 2017

Helen Wurdell

http://www.lockhartfuneralhome.com/book-of-memories/1364372/Wurdell-Helen/obituary.php

HELEN WURDELL

Helen Wurdell, 84, of Mitchell passed away at Stratford General Hospital on Thursday, October 4, 2012.

Beloved wife of the late Gordon Wurdell (1986). Dear mother of Barbara Stahlke (Ken) of Thorndale, Jean Stacey (Jeff) of Waterloo and Earl Wurdell (Kathi) of Huntsville. Loving grandmother of Jennifer Stahlke (Craig Flannagan), Darryl Stahlke, Megan and Katherine Stacey, Amanda and Kylie Wurdell. Cherished great grandmother of Elizabeth Flannagan. Dear sister of Evelyn Dooks (Digger) of Victoria, B.C. and Doris Phoenix of Sarnia. Dear sister-in-law of Doreen Wurdell of Mitchell. Also surviving are her nieces and nephews.

Predeceased by her parents Thomas and Mary (Murphy) Tully, brothers-in-law Ray Phoenix, Harold Wurdell (Margaret) and Mervin Wurdell.

Helen and Gordon farmed in Logan Township for many years before Helen retired to Mitchell in 1993.

Friends will be received at the Lockhart Funeral Home, 109 Montreal St., Mitchell on Sunday, October 7, 2012 from 6-9 p.m. where the funeral service will be held on Monday at 11:00 a.m. Interment in St. Peter's Lutheran Cemetery, Brodhagen. Memorial donations to Stratford General Hospital Foundation or charity of one's choice would be appreciated. Online condolences at www.LockhartFuneralHome.com.


Note: On that side of the family, Helen was my oldest cousin, and I am the youngest. I never met her.

Friday, March 10, 2017

Letter... JA Meilike June 5, 1913

Notes:
http://www.dunsterbc.net/train_station.htm
 Dunster is mile 72, therefore JA was some seven miles west of Dunster, BC.

Note the we to start. I have no idea who the second of the we is. Note the spelling of Meilike. A am assuming that it was anglicized during the WWI time, for in The Emma and Julius diary, fall of 1915, it is Meilicke. In the 1880 ships manifest, (The Main) it is Gustav Meilicke. Confusion or what.

Bill White... There was a store of Bill White getting pissed off at the postmaster for mixing his mail with the other Bill White, so the next piece of mail, the postmaster crossed out White and wrote Bray. It stuck....

Looking to catch a scow to Fort George. (Prince George now)... or did they catch a log boom drive to Vancouver, and could this be the date. I recall that store.  The Fraser River would have been in full flood in June. But I remember Art showing slides on a borrowed projector of the Hells gate cannon after there first trip to BC.   Afterwards, after the ladies had left for the kitchen, Grandpa was white, and he said the water was high, all that must have been down below...

Bob Mayer was the postmaster which Mayerthorpe is named after. I recall that grandpa had a had a GTP workers pass to get around on. I expect that was part of the deal with NAR for rail line on his property, which would have become useless in 1919 when the GTP folded into the CNR, if it was not time limited.

Douglas and I talked about this the last time I saw him.

Friday, January 27, 2017

F. R. MEILIKE

Fred R. Meilike
Relationship; Gustav and Theresa (Luther) Meilike are Julius and Gus's grand parents, Gustav was drowned in the spring flood of 1981 of the Odor River trying to save a bull from the flood.

Source http://www.cagenweb.com/madera/B-Meilike.html

Madera Biographies: MEILIKE
      F.  R. MEILIKE.   Numbered among the Ger­man-American citizens whose thrift and energy have contributed to the advancement of California is Mr. Meilike, member of the firm of Wehrmann & Meilike, and a leading business man of Madera. He was born in the province of Brandenburg, Prussia, Germany, February 12, 1858. being a son of Gustav and Theresa (Luther) Meilike, natives of the same province and members of families of agriculturists. His great-grandfather removed from the interior of Germany to Brandenburg, where he helped to build a large dairy and was in other ways connected with local enterprises. The father and mother are deceased, the former having been accidentally drowned. Of their six living children (all in America), the subject of this narrative was third in order of birth and is the only one in California. Following the usual German custom, he was kept in school until fourteen and then apprenticed to a trade. For three years he served under a locksmith and at the expiration of his time traveled as a journeyman through different parts of Germany.
    Coming to America in 1880, Mr. Meilike secured employment on a farm in Mitchell county, Iowa, but later removed to Milwaukee, Wis., where he was employed as a machinist in Bayliss iron works. After a short time he went to Menominee, Mich., and secured employment in a sawmill. From there he went south to Arkansas and Missouri, and next worked as a machinist in Kansas City and at Rosedale, Kans. After a short time in the Santa Fe shops at Topeka, Kans., he became a blacksmith in the Silver iron works at Salt Lake City, and in 1882 settled in California, where he was first engaged in the Southern Pacific Railroad shops at Sacramento. Then from the Union iron works in San Francisco he went to Seattle, Wash., and secured work in a sawmill. On his return to California, January 1884, he came to Madera county and for four years worked on Mr. Mordecai’s ranch, after which he took up land and engaged in teaming. In 1890 he secured employment as a clerk with Rosenthal & Kentner, at Madera, and for nine years remained in their mercantile establishment, leaving in 1899 to embark in business for himself under the firm title of Wehrmann & Meilike. The firm owns the site and the building, the latter having been erected in 1899 and increased in size by the building of a brick structure adjoining in 1903, so that the space utilized is now 50 x 150 feet in dimensions. The stock is varied, including groceries, house furnishing goods, queensware, bakery goods, flour and feed. An excellent business has been established among the residents of Madera and the surrounding country, and the reputation of the firm is unexcelled for accuracy in all business transactions.
    The Madera Board of Trade is one of the local organizations to which Mr. Milkier gives his support as a member. Fraternally he is connected with the Independent Order of Odd Fellows and the Ancient Order of United Workmen. In religion he adheres to the Lutheran faith, and politically votes for the men and measures of the Democratic party. Since coming to Madera lie has established a home of his own. His wife was formerly Marie Birch, a native of Germany. Three children have been born of their union, namely George R., who died at the age of three months; Carl William and Louise Birch, who are being educated in local schools and trained for positions of usefulness and honor in the world.
Guinn, J. M., History of the State of California and Biographical Record of the San Joaquin Valley, California, (Chicago: Chapman Publishing, 1905), page 248.
Transcribed by Harriet Sturk.

Sunday, January 8, 2017

Family of Aaron Schnelle

Source: Mothers papers, obtained 2016

Picture from frame,  labeled    Lois Eunice + William Schnelle   perhaps 1923-24( William looks 3-4)


Children of Joseph Aaron Schnelle, (son of George Washington Schnelle) 4. 1883 - 4. 1976, m 8 1910

He was a farmer after digging wells with Ira.

(pic) Lois Mary, born 5. 1912, died 12, 1962 (cancer)(M. Ellis) Teacher - B.A. Degree - buried in IO

(pic) Eunice Marget Schnelle (Craig) b 6.1915 - d 1. 1993 Died of heart disease in Arizona, bruied in MO  Teacher

Bonnie Olive Schnelle 10-1916,  5-1918

(pic) William Aaron Schnelle 10-1920, m 9 1944, died 2015 farmer and teacher MS degree

Marvin George Schnelle 3-1929  10-1910 born with birth defect

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Digging to Find the Truth

What is true and what is not?

This blog started out as somewhere to list my ancestors and record what I remember about them. As I have no decedents, this has not turned out to be greatly motivational, as I expected. Oh well. It does not matter, for soon we will all be dead anyway. There are too many people in this world already, the earth will only support so many in steady state carbon dioxide level, which we pasted in 1960. Carbon dioxide is being produced twice as fast as it is converted back to oxygen. This higher carbon dioxide level is causing warming, and as a result, methane hydrate in the arctic is melting releasing more methane, causing faster warming. We are beyond the point of return, we are headed for a hot house condition. Oh well, we all just die anyway.

We humans are loaded can be loaded with a belief system over our physical genetic operating system, and in turn, knowledge is loaded over that. Some parts of the belief system and knowledge system are wrong, and should be corrected. Knowing where our ancestors came from is all fine history, but does not help in correction of our belief system, nor help us live better now. Some of the information they had may help us as the living standard declines over time as the geopolitical system breaks down and the current young are left scrambling for a living. I expect that many of them will find themselves living in the winters in a couple hundred square feet per person heated space. Oh well. We current live well.

The human animal is likely the most successful species ever; other contenders depend on us; rats, cats, domestic animals, cockroaches, etc. We have destroyed our own environment, it is done for now, even though it is still livable for a few more years. This is reality, not pessimism, even though the optimistic see it as pessimism. Reality should be the target. Reality is the truth, and that is important.

To me, the realization that gods are just concepts, and belong to a group of concept class of objects, like mathematics, physics, geometry, calculus, class of objects that seam real but have no physical existence. These exist beyond space and time. We humans likely need a belief system of some sort for rapid early learning, but religions have corrupted what is really needed. We need to be clear of any supernatural thinking; that is dangerous and is not reality. We need to learn a clean strong moral system, to practice a virtue system, and always require critical thinking. We do not need supernatural thinking. This would be equivalent to taking all the good of all the religions and deleting the supernatural, unfounded, and bad. The conflicting concepts would need to be resolved and rationally codified, as specific concepts, not as general stories.

Story telling is the original art. It existed when the lesson of the story was not clear as a definable principle, and even today, some of those principles have not been isolated and defined, although philosophy has made tremendous inroads in some of these. Realizing that we can correct our belief system is a major break through. Now comes the tough part, each generation must learn the same stuff, and it must be filtered through the teaching generation to the learning generation. No teaching generation should load supernatural thinking into the learning generation. We have a responsibility to teach the truth. Failure to do so is basically abuse of the young.

If we are going to have peace at the world level, with modern communications and travel, there must be a standardized moral, ethical, virtue, behavioral code world wide. Not in my life time, but they must come. Oh well, that is for the next generation. It is enough to figure out what is right and just for myself and my community first for now.

Looking back, many generations likely had atheists. In our family Gus was one. He was burred with his buffalo great coat, a knife, and a gun, or so I was told, but that was Julius's decisions.

Enough.