Death record: Ottenbach Parish death record for Johannes Sidler, November 4, 1834 in Ottenbach, AG, im held, Schneider meaning: at Held (130 km to the east of Ottenbach), Tailor. Note: The person who died 2 days later was also a Tailor. Johannes lived 57 years 3 months 10 days (age calculator) but according to Pastor Rudolf Tappolet's entry it was 5 days. From what I have seen Pastor's were always a little off but this is very close.
Translation by WSeelentag
Notes: I know I'm late - just came across this discussion by chance.
I agree, the text after Johannes Siedler is not the cause of death, but where he lived. It would be nice to see a larger section to compare the script - but I suggest it says "im feld": there are several locations named Feld in nearby Obfelden and Affoltern.
Note: Then we have "Schneiders" and "Schneider rudis": these will be nicknames identifying a family line. Likely an ancestor of Johannes Siedler had been a Schneider (tailor). Similar for an ancestor of Johannes Schnebeli, but the ancestor's given name had been Rudi: in order not to use the same nickname for two families (likely without connection) the given name was added.

Today we watched Brett's girls. For about an hour I lay down next to Gwen while Deborah and Margot played with jewelry downstairs. We played with bells and I read her a book. After a while, I briefly nodded off. When I woke up, I was reminded of all the times I read a stories to you at bedtime. I often fell asleep. It had been a long day. The thought came to me how much Suzanne might have enjoyed playing with these two beautiful girls. In my mind, I see that happening. 

All of us want to have parents who are perfect. While that might be nice, it doesn't happen in this life. All parents are imperfect. One of the commandments is to "do good to those who despitefully use you and persecute you." That is difficult. But even more difficult is to forgive our parents. It seems like our parents should be what we want them to be. That is hard. Gayle says the day we forgive our parents is a "red letter day." It is a day of celebration because it means we have finally matured.  We see life as it really is. For many, that is an elusive goal. 

I have a friend in the ward who joined the church two years ago. Let's call him Larry. When we meet in church we give each other a big hug and express love for one another. He grew up with a mentally ill mother and an alcoholic father. When he was five his mother dropped him off at a strangers home for the summer and as his mother drove away, he chased after the car crying. Left alone he had a hard time finding his way back to the stranger's home. From that time to today he has had an obsession with making sure he remembers how to get back home. 

Eventually his parents divorced, and he lived with his father, who for a time was homeless. For clothing, they went to DI. After a while the workers saw them coming and gave them clothing. To get food, his father had him go to dumpsters behind Smith's Foods. One day some workers at Smiths saw him digging through the trash and chased him off. The next week when he went looking for food, he found all the food had been poisoned or destroyed. Larry is a normal sized man but when he was 20, he only weighed 120 pounds. With no direction he made some bad choices which eventually ended him up in jail.  

The other day I asked Larry if he resented his parents. He said no. I asked if he was angry with God for giving him these parents? He said no! He told me he has always known that God was looking over him and loved him. One day two years ago, his wife who is a member, prayed in the early morning that Larry would want to be baptized. They had not talked about this before. That very same morning, Larry awoke, got out of bed and had the distinct feeling that God wanted him to be baptized. Soon that happened and their family was sealed in the temple a year later. 

When I was a teenager, one day during a family get-together, Carol was offended by something one of us said. She promptly got up and walked a mile uphill to a park. After cooling off, she returned to the home, horrified to realize that none of us noticed she was gone. Carol told me, "It takes years to build relationships."

As Brett says, "When a stepmother comes into a home it is difficult for the children to accept her because they miss their own mother. Likewise it is difficult for the stepmother who is coming into the home, willing to help, but is often being rebuffed by the children. It is difficult for everyone."

Having experienced this scenario twice, I believe I have a unique point of view. Unfortunately, some of my siblings, even though mature in years, have not yet found it in their hearts to forgive our parents. Likewise with my own children. As Chad has said, "It is difficult to overcome our hurt baby feelings." Until this happens, the person holding grudges from the past carries around a heavy weight that can only be relieved through the simple act of forgiveness.  It doesn't make any difference whether the parent is alive or dead. Full and complete forgiveness is one of the keys to a happy life. It is the mark of maturity. It is something every person on this planet must do in order to be at peace with God and with oneself. 

Kent 1886 George grew up in a predominantly German community next to the Missouri River. Germans poured into the area in the mid to late 19th century to find a better life. George’s fraternal grandparents spoke German. They attended churches in German. In fact George’s original birth certificate was written completely in German.

Translation:
In the name of the Lord
Certificate of Baptism
George Frederick Scholl, a son,
Frederick Scholl the father and his wife,
Fanny Scholl, was born on Date (April 18th, 1886?)
In Arago, Nebraska and received the
Holy Baptism
On November or December 3rd 1886, which here is attested to (certified)
Name and Signature of the reverend
Let the children come to me.
Emma: June was drafted in the Navy and left in September for San Diego for training. James serviced from the fall of 1943 to January of 1946. When the war ended he attended to school in Utah and received a degree in Sociology from Utah Agricultural College in 1948. James worked in television and radar servicing for a few years then went to work for National Broadcasting Co. also called NBC in 1951.

On October 15, 1943, we had a snowstorm. It broke limbs off some trees, but none of mine. I was working on Sister Blake's record. November 6th I got word form Elaine that she had miscarriage. She was pregnant about six weeks. She had gone to Audrey's the day she had it, so Audrey had her go to bed.
JH died from:
1.Respiratory failure 2hrs

2.Bronchopneumonia 2 da 

3.Mesothelioma 2yr (lung cancer from asbestos exposure)

1906 Minnie (Fred, Ed teamsters) 368 East 6th Street, Portland OR
          Elaine says George moved when he was 19 years old
1907 George is not found in any directory

1909  George, Gus attends Peru, Normal School, Peru, NE, postcard
          George living at 392 E. Taylor Street, Portland, OR, August 7, postcard

1910 George, carpenter, lives w August Weinert Jr., 392 Taylor St., Portland,
          OR, US Census

         George receives a postcard addressed: Corner East Taylor and Grand Ave,
          April 13, 1910

1911  George lives at 232 1/2  1st St Street, Carpenter

1912 August P, Edna, Frederick farmer, George carpenter and Laura M&F Co
          446 E Lincoln

1913  Minnie runs a boarding house at 414 E Harrison St, Portland
          Frederick, Fannie, George, Edna, Laura at 446 East Lincoln 
1914  Frederick, Fannie, August, Laura stenographer, George, Fred Jr. at 446
          East Lincoln

Emma left her own husband George for years at a time. Why? "Anna Hegetschweiler's life was nothing but trials and disappointment. Some from choice some not:
o Growing up fatherless.
o Moving to a new country where you don’t speak the language.
o Feet bleeding and all the trials that come from crossing the plains.
o Joining a crazy cult.
o Once in Utah finally getting a complete family and a new baby sister.
o They are blown away by a cannon from the government of your new country.
o Your step father and most of those that speak your language move back to the homeland.
o You work as a servant in the house of the man who fired the cannon.Learn the language and domestic skills.
o After all that you meet the love of your life and think that you can finally start your life. You have a baby and then your husband turns out to be a miserable drunk.
o You leave him, live with neighbors -there you learn from them how to care for babies and a family.
o Eventually you meet this guy (Jakob) who has 8 kids. You marry him and raise his 8 children.
o You start your new married life in a ONE bedroom cabin while getting bugged by Indians, the elements and everything else the frontier has to offer.
o You have 4 MORE kids move into better conditions raising the kids almost solo as your husband ekes out a living in the harsh conditions of northern Utah.
o You raise them in the church and teach them to have faith in God. There were a lot of disappointing males in Anna Hegetschweiler’s life and the mother daughter relationships were VERY TIGHT."


Living a poetic life is about seeing your life and your work as an Artist. Creating..

Apparently the Bär family were teachers!. When we visited Ottenbach we quietly went into the school offices to take photos of the Ottenbach school photos that were on the walls. There was a small meeting going on at the time so we tried to be unobtrusive. Got some good photos. When you visit a place you have a much better picture of what these records mean and where they took place. In my minds eye I can see Heinrich Bär standing in front of the Ottenbach kids. Having taught elementary school for 41 years also helps.



1974, Tuesday July 23 Broadway Plaza
Kent picked me up from work. We went to the top of Broadway Plaza to their cocktail Lounge that revolves around: Angel Flight. We had orange juice. Then we had dinner at Marie Calendar pies.

1974, Saturday July 2
Schubert Theater
We went to the Schubert Theater so see “A Little Night music” The play didn’t do too much for me but Kent sure did. I couldn’t believe how much he turned me on. It was frightening, a little because I enjoyed it so much. I would have liked him to kiss me so much I was afraid he would.

1974, First kiss August 2
We dated three weeks and two days or 23 days before we kissed.

1974, August 5, Love

Tonight I told Kent Gardiner that I was beginning to love him very much. It was our sixth date. Crazy.

To love you
After so short a time
Is as natural as if
You had opened a door
Walked in
And sat down beside me.

It seems incredible
That anything like this should ever happen to me
I’m really not complaining;
I’m just wondering what
I ever did without “we.”

You are springtime after a long winter.

Your mouth is warm
I think I could get drunk on your kisses.

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Rösti

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