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| 12901 | Tandlæge Iben Charlotte Færgemann, Dragør, 12. december 1949 | Færgemann, Iben (I500394)
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| 12902 | Teglgaardsstræde = Sjællandsgade | Nielsen, Karl Henrik (I506792)
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| 12903 | The Life History of DeLores McClellan Brightons five miles south of Grace, Idaho. My mother told my dad that the baby was coming and he went to get some help and to get the doctor. We had no phone at the time. Mother said, “No, don’t leave. It’s almost here,” but he took off anyway. He ran to a neighboring house about 100 yards away and told his sister, Clara, to come help. She came over and looked in the bedroom door and said, “Oh Mildred, are you that far along?” Then she ran back home because she was so nervous. My older sister, Verla, was there, but she didn’t dare come near because she wasn’t supposed to know anything about such things. She just stayed in her bedroom and cried.I was born she reached down and placed me on her stomach and made sure the membrane was away from my nose and mouth so that I could breath. It was an hour or more later before the doctor arrived to tie the cord. I only weighed about five pounds.uldn’t sit still long enough to snap the picture. Finally someone caught a new born baby chicken and brought it for me to look at so I would hold still. suck my thumb. In fact I was in about third or fourth grade when I decided I didn’t want kids to make fun of me anymore, so I broke myself of the habit by tying stockings over my hands at night so I couldn’t suck my thhumb while I was asleep. It worked!that my mother made me wear. I hated them so bad that I never bought any for my kids or made them wear them. It felt marvelous in the spring when the days got warm and I could wear ankletsts. Just like being set free again.heep and when a mother didn’t want her baby, or if the mother died, we would have bum lambs. My dad would bring them to the house. We would put the newborn lambs in a tin wash tub anand set them on the oven door until they got warm and could stand up on their own. The lambs that were left motherless I would feed from a soda pop bottle with a nipple on it. We used cows’ milk in the bottles. I raised 11 lambs one year. My sister, Karol, thought it looked kind of fun so she decided to try to raise one. Her’s died, but all 11 of mine lived. I got the profit from the wool for a couple of years and saved my money from them. I had $375.00 saved in bonds. I cashed them in to buy our first and only piano after we were married. I also took some of the money, $50.00, and bought my mother a cedar chest for Christmas. The cedar chest is the one tthat Bernice has at this time. When I was raising these lambs I had to feed them every morning before I went to school and again in the evening after school. The mild had to be warm and I would feed two lambs at once with two bottles. I also took care of the chickens at that time. me up to me to eat out of my hand. I could always pick her out of all the herd because of the spot. s had a lot of snow. We had an outside toilet in the backyard. I can remember what it was like wading through the snow drifts on a cold winter day to get to the toilet and then when you got there to find it was busy. The outhouse had three toilet holes, but that didn’t help much. Nobody wanted to share.water. I heard someone say that running water purified itself so I thought the ditch water was clean. I passed a long white tape worm. My mother took egg shells and baked them in the oven then masheed them up real fine, and mixed them with jam which I ate and the egg shells killed the worms. I was extremely nervous when I had the worms. I was even scared to go through a mud puddle in the middle of the road. I was afraid wwe would get stuck. When we came to a puddle dad would stop and let me out and I’d walk around the puddle while he drove through.n the attic. I could hear Mother downstairs and she said, “Well it’s about time shhe got even with you.” That was quite a relief! I thought I was going to get it for sure. bed and put her cold feet on me. Sometimes she would bring her friend Maxine to spend the night and both of them would put theiir cold feet on me. They always made me sleep in the middle. That way I could warm both of them up. We only had a stove in the kitchen and one in the living room. There was no heat in the bedrooms at this time. I waas in the 6th or 7th grade before we had a furnace put in the house.was little and like all little kids she kept getting into my things. Finally I took the door knob off the door and hid it. This made a good lock for my room.t lived just across the street from us. They were my friends that I played with the most. We had a lot of fun playing games. We played cops and robbers, house, hide and seek, run sheepie run, and antie-i-over. We made play houses in the darndest places; like the wood shed, pig pen, cow barn, or in the willow trees. The best one we had was in the chicken coop. We even put up wallpaper on the walls. When we played hide and seek I would always pick the gooseberry patch to hide behind and then I’d sit and eat gooseberries while I was waiting for someone to find me. We would often play hide and seek in the evenings when it was starting to get dark. It was harder to find eeverybody then.rd eggs. We would climb all over the barns and trees gathering the bird eggs. My dad was glad to have us do this because the birds were so think they ate a lot of the grain that was put out for feed for the animals. One time dad said he would give me a penny for every egg I got. In one day’s effort I got 100 eggs. It was hard to believe the high and hard places we could climb to. I never did fall or get hurt.ld find the treasures. The treasures were in small metal aspirin boxes with a dime in it. We found just about all of them and Karol and Maxine were a little perturbed because we found them so easily.t a half an hour and then I’d sneak tto the bushes and spy on them without them knowing it for a long time. She used to get pretty mad about that. She also had a diary she kept and I would read it. Then when she was going to tell something on me, I’d bring uup something that I’d read in her diary and blackmail her. She didn’t like that very much either. I never did keep a diary.he back of the bus and sway back and forth trying to get the bus to slide off the road. I don’t think it ever worked, but we liked to think it would. There were a number of days we missed school because the bus got stuck. I pitched hay, milked cows, drove the tractor and shoveled grain. I worked better outside on the farm than in the house. I would rather of had blisters on my hands than to do housework. I disliked doing the dishes most of all.oes was always a big job on the farm each fall. I can remember that my girlfrirlfriend, Florence, and I would work as hard and as fast as we could to make a lot of money. We would give it all we had the first day, but the next day we were so stiff and sore we could hardly move. Sometimes we would work 12 hoururs a d day to get the spuds in before a storm would hit. I think the most I ever earned in one day was $7.00.p;We usually got the chickens from our own folks’ chicken coops and I’m sure they knew what was going on, but theey tasted better if we swiped them. I would get the axe and would chop their heads off and then hang them on the clothes line by their feet. I would then skin them. Another way to clean a chicken was to dip them in boiling water and ththen pluck the feathers off. Chickens really smell bad when you clean them this way. Maybe that is why I don’t like chicken very well today.was formed from a lava flow many years ago. This was our favorite spot to have a party. The cave was half a mile long. It had a hole in the top about half way through the cave which we called the window. You needed flashlights to go through the cave because it was so dark and because of the jagged rocks. We would play a game of turning off all of our flashlights and see who could go the longest without turning on their light. It is a wonder we didn’t get hurt. I remember turning my ankle a couple of times and maybe a few bruises on my hands and knees. Once in a while someone would bump their heads on the wall, but still nothing serious happened.o the big sleigh my dad used to haul hay to feed the cattle and sheep, and I would ski along behind. Sometimes Arlen Bennett would get his car or tractor and we would ski behind them with a rope attached to the tractor or car. We skied in the borrow pit and along the back roads. One time my girlfriend, Lucille, and I were both on thhe same rope. We were going along pretty fast and she fell down in front of me. I couldn’t think fast enough to let go of the rope and I ran right into her. My ski ripped a big hole in her snow suit. She wasn’t hurt, thank goodness.ool and then we would decide whose mother was having the best Sunday dinner. That would be the place we would go to for the rest of the day. My mother made the best pie. I think the biggest part of the time we spent at my house. It was also closer to the church and the main road that went into town. We spent a lot of time watching the cars go by.cided to go for a long bike ride. We got on our bikes and headed for Thatcher about 7 miles away. We had planned to get something to eat at a little grocery store there for dinner. We had a marvelous time going there. It was downhill most of the way. When we got there the store was closed! We were so hungry that anything would have tasted good. We went over to the cheese factory and the man there let us have some cheese curds. This was the first time I had seen cheese being made. The round balls of new ccheese tasted especially good. On the way back home it was up hill all the way! We weren’t sure we would even make it back. I don’t think I was ever so thoroughly exhausted. Every muscle in my body ached and wwe were dying of thirst. We had to push our bikes up some of the steeper hills. We never tried that again. climb on top of the barn where we were sure the bull couldn’t get to us and then mock (making sounds like a bull) ththe bull. &nnbsp;When we did this he would beller back at us. The more we did it the madder he got. He would paw the dirt and put his head down as if to fight. We would have been in trouble if we were on the ground. We had a high woo wood fence around the barnyard. And we could walk on it to get down from the barn so we felt pretty safe. I did worry a little about falling off the fence and into the bull pen though.t for a hike up to Hubbard’s Hill about a mile to the north of my house. We cut across the fields to get there. On the way back we stopped at a cow shed in the middle of the field and climbed on top. We started mocking the bull as usual and it started pawing the diirt, etc. It was fun for a while but when we got tired of the game the bull didn’t and he wouldn’t leave the shed. We were too scared to get down. We must have stayed up there for three hours. Finally the hired man came to get the cows to bring them for milking. We were really relieved to see him and was able to climb down.ough Jack Gibb’s barnyard to make a short cut to someone else’s place and it was quite dark. As we weere walking through the corral we heard a big beller from behind us and it was a bull that had a reputation of being mean. Well, you can guess what happened next. We climbed the first fence we could as fast as we could. Everyone made it over the fence in time, and boy, did we ever have a good scare for Halloween. I used to always dream that a bull would climb into my bedroom window and sit down and discuss with me why I like to mock him.s going tto high school I always worked hard to get good grades. My senior year my dad said if I got a straight A report card he would let me take a trip to California by myself. I did get a straight A report card that year and I went to Ogden to catch the train. My sister Karol and her husband Blaine lived in Ogden then and I spent a couple of nights with them before I went on to Los Angeles. I stayed with Kate and Rich Hayes. They were my cousins. My aunt Clara Gibbs lilived in Los Angeles too. She had two daughters that lived with her named Margaret and Ruth. The two girls never married. All of my relatives showed me a good time. I especially remember the trip out to Cadillina [Catalina] Island on a ship. It gave me a lot of confidence to travel by myself. Sydney Ann Gibbs, another cousin came back with me on the train however. le of days a year just to be doing something different. OnOne time the principal, Mr. Hartvixion, asked the students of the school not to go to a baseball game in Soda Springs because they needed the attendance for school. A car load of us girls decided to go anyway. The next day we were all called into thhe principal’s office for sluffing. We had no excuses and just admitted that it was spring and we had spring fever. The principal asked us what we thought he should do to us for punishment. We suggested thhat we would cleaean all the windows in the school. I had noticed how dirty they were for a long time and thought they needed cleaning. Mr. Hartvixion thought that was a good idea so we got our supplies and went to work. My next class that I wawas to go to was geometry. I went to geometry but I was washing windows instead of participating in class. Mr. Peterson wasn’t too happy with me. One of my friends, Grant Burke, was in the principal’s office when the slip with the absentees came in. He saw my name on it and tore it up and threw it away in the waste paper basket. The next day I went to geometry class as usual. Mr. Peterson said, “DeLores, wasn’t your name on the absentee list?” and I said, “No.” I thought for sure that I was in for it, but nothing more was said about it.you and Helen sluff once in a while because you always find out what your assignments are and are prepareed for the next day. Your grades are always at the top of the class.” Then he mentioned some of the other kids that always missed a lot of school and had poor grades. We didn’t even get bawled out.ls’ State in Pocatello. I felt that was really an honor. We met with girls from all over the state and lived in the dorm at Idaho State College. There we had lectures on government proceedings and set up a government pparliament just lilike the real thing. We both had a very enjoyable time. The last night we were there they had a dance for us and invited the college boys who were going to summer school to come to the dance. There was this onone neat guy that had been waiting on our table all the time and we invited him to come to the dance with ten of us girls. We bought him a flower to wear in his jacket. All ten of us went to his dorm to pick him up. He asked his buddy, Frank Koeveven, to come along. I guess he decided ten was a few too many for one guy. I danced with Frank and he was a very good dancer. He liked to jitterbug. I let the rest of the girls have Knox and I spent ththe rest of the evening with Frank. I dated Frank several times after that. We wrote letters all summer and through the next year. Frank was one of the reasons I decided to go to Idaho State College the following year.ots of fish in the sea. At that time there were 3 guys to every girl and my roommate was going steady so I got her three. I think going to college was the funnest time of my whole life.ollege and I asked him to go to the dance with meme. At first he saaid no because he was going steady with a girl in Logan. A day or two later he said he had changed his mind and that he would like to go with me. He had broken up with the girl in Logan. We spent a lot o of time together. We played ping pong at the Institute, went to many church functions together, went to the library in the evenings to do our studying, and we really did study. The second half of the year we went steady. In the spring the following year, Homer graduated in Pharmacy and found a job in Boise. We were engaged for the summer and then got married in the fall, September 5, 1950. We were married in the Idaho Falls Temple. We had a small reeception at Grace the day before we were married. We had to be in the temple at 6 o’clock in the morning to do our endowments. It was 3 o’clock in the afternoon when we finally got through at the temple. That evening we had a reception at Homer’s home in Idaho Falls. After the reception we drove to Pocatello and stayed in a motel close to the college. The next day we drove to Twin Falls and stayed with Wilma and Ed, Homer’s sister and brother-in-law. The following day Homer had to be to work at McMans at 12 o’clock. We had a very short honeymoon.ix and a half months pregnant when I had some terrible pains in my stomach. I called the doctor and he said, “Oh, it’s just the flu. Have your husband give you some of these pain pills.” Well, the pain pills would work for about 4 hours and then the pain was right back, only worse. The pain was so bad I couldn’t sleep. I finally had Homer call him again. He said, “Well I don’t think it is anything serious, but you better come into the office tomorrow and we’ll check you over.”le better so I walked ten blocks to town to see the doc doctor. I told him I had walked to town. He couldn’t believe I could be pregnant and walk that far. He didn’t think I was very sick but he decided to run a blood test on me just to be surure. The next morning at 6 o’clock our doorbell rang at our apartment. It was my doctor standing on the doorstep wanting to know if I had eaten anything for breakfast, which I had. The blood test showed that my white blood count was sky high. They wanted to operate right away but because I had eaten they would have to wait until evening. My appendix had ruptured the day I walked to town. That is why I felt a little better.y operated on me a and found my appendix in my back behind my uterus. That’s what threw the doctor off track. The pain I had wasn’t in my side where it should have been. I was mighty sick. Even after the operation I kept getting sicker and sicker. I remember vomiting and vomiting and I got so weak that I couldn’t even lift my head off my pillow. I had to just let it come out of my mouth. I almost didn’t make it through that sickness. My sister Verla, who is a registered nurse, heard how bad I was and she came to be with me as a special nurse.aby with a lot of black hair. The infection from the appendix had gotten to her and they started giving her penicillin righht along with me. She didn’t have the strength to make it however, and died 6 days later on March 28, 1951.;Homer took care of the funeral for little Barbara. She was buried in Memorial Gardens in Boise, Idaho.ernice was born on August 2, 1952. The morning of August 2 I woke up with a few pains in the morning but didn’t think much about it because my baby wasn’t due for three more weeks. I called the doctor anyway and he said, “I&’ll be out of town this morrning so you better come over right now to the hospital and let me check you before I leave.” We left right then still not very excited. Homer put me on the elevator and a nurse was going to show me my room while Homer signed mme in at the desk. I was just barely able to get my clothes off and they wheeled me into the delivery room. The doctor walked into the delivery room and in about two minutes our baby girl was born. It was 15 minutes after we haad entered the hospital that she was born. By the time Homer came up stairs to check on me they were wheeling me out of the delivery room. I was just going to the hospital for a checkup! Total labor time was two hours.r they brought her in to me and she looked much better; more like a real baby instead of a red mole. We decided to keep her!. 5, 1955. He was my largest baby weighing in at 8 lbs. He had quite broad shoulders and took about 5 hours to be born. The doctor said he would have come much faster if he had been turned the right way so that they could get his shoulders through. Greg was also two weeks late.sp;The delivery was eaeasy too. About 3 hours. &nbsbsp;When he was born the nurse and doctor had a little bit of trouble getting him to breathe. They had to keep working to clear his nose so he could breathe. Later when I was in my room, Dr. Way camme in and told me all the things that were wrong with him and some of the worst things that could happen. When Homer came into my room to see me I was the one that had to tell him the bad news. I’m sure this was the saddest time of our whole lives. This hurrt a lot more than losing little Barbara. The doctor said we could have him put in an institution later, but there wasn’t room for him at the present. He said the only thing we could do for him was just to take him home and love him. He said they are usually very good babies. Brent was a good baby. He wouldn’t hardly wake up and cry even when he was hungry. He was the only baby I had that would sleep ththe night through without a feeding.ving Brent. The night she was born Grandpa Brighton was staying with us. She arrived about 2 days early, but she was a slow poke about getting here. I had pains for 24 hours before she was born. I went to the hospital about 6 in the evening and the doctor said I was in labor alright, but that I might as well go home and work on it for a while. Since Grandpa was with the kids, Homer and I decided to take in a show. &nnbsp;Janet was born in the morning abouut 6 o’clock.the morning about 8 o’clock but I didn’t get any pains. We went to the hospital anyway and it just so happened that Dr. Curtis was out of town. They just waited for him to get home but wouldn’t let me go home. I stayed in the hospital all day with no pains. The doctor finally got there about 6 o’clock in the evening and started my labor for me. He said that I would be sevveral hours yet. He said that he&rrsquo;d be upstairs in the hospital so the nurse could call him. In about a half hour the nurse came in to check me and they almost didn’t get me into the delivery room in time. When Daviid was born they put a little tie taped to his chest to take him out for Home to see. He looked handsome.gh time carrying David. I had an operation on my hemorrhoids when I was about 4 months along with him. It took at leasst 2 months to get over the operation. &nbnbsp;The doctor said I had the worst hemorrhoids that he had seen in eight years. He was a specialist and did nothing but that type of surgery. I had one hemorrhoid that was as large as an egegg and it was growing upward and blocking my intestinal track. By the time I was beginning to recover from the operation toxemia started in and my blood pressure went pretty high. I had to have my blood pressure check every other day by the doctor until David was born. I had this same problem with blood pressure with Janet too.m too. He had such a nervous stomach and couldn’t keep his milk down for very long.walk. One of the first words she said was “see.” Bernice never learned to crawl. She would sit in the middle of the floor and when she wanted to move she would squawk and I’d mover her somewhere else. Bernice was 15 months old before she could walklk. to walk. She came wobbling out iinto Grandma Brighton’s kitchen and said, “What are you doing, Carmene? Making a mess?”e much to say. Grandma Brighton would ask, “Doesn’t he talk?&rdquouo; and I’d say, “Yeah, when he wants something he talks to me.”be blessed Homer and Grandpa Brighton got up to give him a name only Homer started right out with the blessing and almost forgot to name him. Grandpa kept nudging him, “Give him a name. Give him a name.” So at the end of the blessing he gave him a name.od. He got along better with her than the boys in the neighborhood. One day they announced to Mr. Wood that they were going to get married. He saidid, “Don’t you think you had better wait a little while?” He had a good laugh over that.wo years after Greg. Brent did so many things that you couldn’t forgeget. It was just about all I could do to keeeep up with him.ould run away every chance he got. We had double locks on all the doors to keep him in and he would still run away. It was always a different direction each time h he got out. I had all my neighbors and friendnds on the watch for him and when they saw him they would call and tell me which direction he was going in. Sometimes it was easier to sit by the phone and wait for someone to call than t to go out running all over trying to find him.ideded to drive around the block one more time and sure enough he was there. He had found a big mud puddle on the side of the road and he was sitting right in the middle of it. He was so covered with mud that you could hardly see that it was him. To top it all off, I had just put nice new shoes on him.ryone would say, “Aren’t you worried?” I’d tell them no because he’d usually turn up sooner or later. I’m sure that he h had many close calls from getting hit. He liked to walk right down the middle of the street and he expected the cars to wait for him. a neighbor telling me that Brent, Janet, and David were all riding trikes, and were trying to go over the track in the middle of the road. A little boy a couple of years older than Janet was trying to stop them. He had a rope and was trying to pull them back. When Brent took off, Janet and David thought it was all right for them to go too.ly reunion at Lagoon. Brent got lost and we looked for two hours for him. Finally we went back to the terrace where we had had our lunch and there he was. ;I guess he didn’t like all the crowd and the noiise so he decided to get away from it for a while.warm in there. I could hear him crying but couldn’t figure out where he was. Janet was little then and she had shut thhe door to the dryer. When I got him out his little face was as red as a beet. I’m sure he had air to breath, but the heat in there was a little too much. He never tried that again!antenna into the washing machine whehen it was going. It wrapped around the agitator, knknocked Brent to the floor, (he was standing on a chair), and made such a terrible noise that it really scared me. I had quite a time trying to get to the buttons to stop it with all the paraphilia flying around. Brent had a big goose egg on his head. If he hadn’t been knocked to the floor he would have been wrapped around the agitator too.ne because he was heading for home. The next day Lois Corgitt, a neighbor said she had seen him over at the Scottstsdale Shopping Center about a mile from home. We were surprised that he knew how to get home. He seldom came home on his own. He’d just keep going until we made him come back.th some little kids about two years old at the time. Anyway, she came up missing. We all got on bikes and Homer in the car. We went all over Sunset. Finally after two hours, we called the police. ThThey asked where we had been looking and then went in the opposite direction. They found her over in Roy by the Roy swimming pool. In just 15 minutes the police stopped and talked to a lady that had seen Janet. The lady asked if the police were looking for a little girl. The policemen found Janet and brought her home in their police car. I was so glad to see her that I didn’t even scold her. After she got out of the car she kept repeating, “You get home. You get home.” She didn’t even cry. I’m sure she found some people along the way that thought she ought to go home and told her so.City to see the lights. We went into Aurbach’s to try the new escalators. There was a large crowd oof people everywhere. Home just got through saying, “Now, let’s all stick together so we don’t lose anyone.” We were riding on the escalator and going up several floors. When we got to the top Gregory was missing. We went up and down the escalators several times and couldn’t find him. Finally, after about an hour of looking for him we decided to ask the store personneel in the office for help. Just as we were walking to t the office I spotted Greg in the store. He had gotten off the escalator on the 2nd floor and decided to take the elevator back down. When he couldn’t find us, he left the store to go to the car. He couldn’t find the car, so he came back to the store and we saw him as he walked in. Homer was so mad and upset that when we were walking to the car he stopped and said, “Now where is Janetet!” We just looked at him and laughed, when made him all the madder. He had Janet in his arms. Greg must have been about 4 ½ at the time.a very active little boy. One day when he was still at the crawling stage, I put him in the basement while I was fixing supper. All the rest of the kids were playing in the basement. My doorbell rang and I went to answer it. There was a strange lady there holding a baby. She asked, &ldqquo;Is this your little boy?” I started to say &ldquuo;no” and then looking underneath all the dirt, I realized it was my baby. David had crawled out the basement door and clear up the steps in the backyard, and was out in the road when the lady found him. It was just at dusk and she was white as a ghost. She said she almost hit him because she couldn’t see him. David wasn’t very old then and he wasn’t very steady on his feeet. I was laughing at him because he was so funny and Homer walked out of the bathroom and said, “You’d better stop him before he falls and gets hurt.” Just then, David fell and hit the fireplace. He cut a big gouge on his forehead just above the eyebrow. We had to take him to the hospital for stitches. When we brought him home he started running a fever and his eye started swelling and getting bigger and bigger. I called the hospipital and told them about it. They said it was normal and that he’d be better tomorrow. The next day puss was running from the cut and he was mighty sick. We took him back to the hospital the next morning. The doctoor asked why we hadn’t called him. I told him I did. The doctor wasn’t at the hospital, but the staff on duty surely gave me a run around. Anyway, we had to leave David at the hospital in an isolation ward because he had gotten scarlet fever from the infection in the cut. Daviid cried all the time I wasn’t there. I stayed with him for about 12 hours at stretch. He would be crying when I got there in the mornings and crying when I left at night.t door when he decided to ride his trike off the back step onto the patio. As he was tipping over, he grabbed for the brazier that you barbeque on and it was sharp. He cut one of his fingers just about off. Homer went with me to take him to Dr. White. Even though the doctotor deadened his finger good before he started sewing it up, David screamed at the top of his lungs. It was all Homer and I could do to hold him down long enough for the doctor to get it stitched.holes in our garden spot. They had pretty good sized holes dug and spent a lot of time in them playing army. Greg got a sore throat and after about a week he didn’t get better. He started compmplaining about pains in his ankles and wrist. Of course, I checcked his temperature and it was about 101 every morning. I took him to Dr. Way and told him I thought Greg had rheumatic fever. He didn’t think so but ran the tests anyway. Sure enough, when the tests came back they showed a high sedrate test [sedimentation rate]. Dr. Way put Greg on cortisone and told him he was to stay right down. Greg had a hard time swallowing his pills. p;I would shove them down his throat. While he was on the cortisone he had a big appetite and I had a hard time keeping him filled up. He really gained weight too. His cheeks got puffy. It was hard to make him stay in bed. He even liked the chance to wipe the dishes if he could get up for a while.. She knew it was there so she jumped over it and landed on a piece. She let it go for a week. She kept telling me her food hurt and was walking with a limp. Finally, I took her to Dr. White. He dug on her foot for two hours before he found the sliver of glass. She was on crutches for Grandma Brighton’s funeral.couple of times. She has been thrown ffrom horses too. One of those times we thought she had broken her wrist but it was ok. She was square dancing once and a kid stepped on her big toe and bent it backwards. It was broken but the doctor didn’t do anything for it. Another time, she was working at Skaggs and had some hot greaase spilled on her leg and ankle. She had very bad burns. On her mission she was running to catch a football and wiped out. She had a bad sprain then. The people in Chile packed her foot in mashed potatoes to take away the swelling. It was when she was nursing her bad leg that they had an earthquake tremor that was their worst one while she was there. It wasn’t too fun knowing that you couldn’t move if it became necessary.a nice one as she was putting the jack away in the trunk. Since then she hasn’t had any major accidents. Maybe she has finally grown up. | McClellan, Delores (I505023)
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| 12904 | THE LIFE HISTORY OF KAROL McCLELLAN HODGES Caribou County, Idaho on a cold January night (22nd 1927) with Dr. Hubbard in attendance. In those days women did not go to the hospital but had their babies at home. I was the fiftth in a family of six children. on the canal, making mud house and furniture and many other pastimes. One vivid incident was when Grant Whitehead and I were playing in the huge wheat bin and he lost one of his new shoes. As I grerrew older, I enjoyed sledding on the ice and snow and skiing on Hubbard’s hill. It took several minutes to make it up the hill and a few seconds to come down. Many times the snow was over the top of the fences.he basement of the schoolhouse were held community dances, Christmas parties and programs. After my second grade year we went to Grace to school. This trip was made in a homemade school bus driven by Denzil Johnson. Often in the inter we wewent in a covered sled with horses. I enjoyed school and was always in the top of the class. When I graduated from the eighth grade, I was girls’ representative speaker.’t do a very speedy job of any. I did a lot of babysitting in the neighborhood and hairdressing. I attended Grace High School, got good grades, but didn’t join in too many of the activities. Had a good time though. I went to San Diego with my sister Avis and JoAnn and my niece, Sharon Blodgett on the bus. This was during the war and quite an experience. Called Aunt Clara Gibbs from the bus station. Wow! What an enormous phone book! She had me take a taxi to her home; how I worried about the cost and if I had enough money. Fare was only a bit over a dollar. Avis stayed in San Diego with her husband, Bob Blodgett. I came home alone after a few days visit in Los Angeles with Aunt Clara and other relativess. A year earlier, my younger sister, Delores, and I had gone to Cedar City, Utah and spent two weeks with Verla, another older sister. She was working in the hospital there, but we had a good time seeing the town and I remember going to Cedar Breaks National Monument. When I was in grade school, a trip to Pocatello or Preston was really a treat.e Williams Ward. Later this was held in the old schoolhouse. We didn’t hold Primary, but did have Mutuual for a few years. I was our “Ward Queen” for the Gold and Green Ball. I was secretary for the Sunday School for several years. For a brief while I was even a janitor. This was when Church was held in the old Niter School. I could cope with the sweeping, but what a horrible time I had getting the old furnace started.te and heard the news over our radio. I believe Hollis (my brother) and my two brothers-in-law were already in the serervice. My oldest brother Arthur was eventually drafted also.sp;n the winter quite a drift to go over. Paper was the now laughed about catalogs. The family lived mostly in the kitchen, around the old kitchen range in the winter. Only on special occasions was fire built in the pot bellied black stove in the living room. We packed our drinking water from a pump located over to Grandpa McClellan’s, maybe a block away. In the winter we melted snow for baths and washing clothes. Baths were taken maybe once a week in a wash tub. Kerosene lamps were our lights. Candles were used on the Christmas trees. When electricity finally came to the valley, we got our first refrigerator, at the high price of about $25.00. My brother-in-law Bob Blodgett was a carpenter and put the flooring and the stairway in the attic. The walls were not finished. I eventually moved to my attic room. Celetex and cardboard walls. For a home economics project, my friend, Maxine Johnson and I papered that room. How conservative we had to be. Just enough paper so that we had to use every scrap; however small and even if the patterrns didn’t exactly match.axine and I became friends in our third year of school. Many happy times we had together and our friendship has lasted through the years.ong awaited occasion. Our class was the first to rent caps and gowns for the big event. How smart we thought we were! On 10 Jun. 1945, Maxine Johnson, Delpha Greaves and I journeyed to Ogden and entered the Thomas Dee Memorial Hospital School of Nursing. We entered under the Cadet NuNurses program, which helped pay our tuition and we were issued winter and summer uniforms. Of course our hospital apparel was the standard white uniform. These were most enjoyable years. We not only had to maintain good gradess, but work eight hours of duty in the hospital. We always managed to have a happy time and social life. Only once did I feel discouraged and ready to quit. Quite a few lasting friendships were made with our classmates and otheer hospital employees.. (Eloped to Evanston, Wyoming) Our honeymoon was a really big deal; Blaine went to work the next morning and I went to work on the afternoon shift. In May I graduated from Nursing and as a R.N. my salary was all of $150.00 a month. I only worked for three months and then retired to await the arrival of child number one. How times have changed, no women work up until a few weeks or even days before having their babies.o to start Blaine’s career of farming. My first summer in Rupert I didn’t have a car and Blaine was out to the farm from sun up to past dark. Not much for me to do but care for the baby and clean the small apartment. Had very litittle money so didn’t go to town shopping, mostly just to the grocery store which I could walk to. When we moved to the house on South 5th Street, I then had a bigger house and also made friends with more of the neighbors. Also, more of the McClellan clan had moved to Rupert.Mark D. (12 Nov. 1953) were both born while we lived there. Shortly after Mark was born, we moved to Raft River. What a house we lived in, old and small. But we did have electricity and bought a big freezer and a T.V. set which were really modern inventions. The house might not have been much, but it saw many happy times. We made lasting friendships with our neighbors out there and also had lots of company come to visit from town. Kevin Blair was born (29 Jun. 1955) while we lived in Raft River. Kirk and Craig also started school while there, 28 mile bus ride to American Falls and then later to Delco.lso we finally had a telephoone again!cking rocks from the fields, putting up the granaries, and then working and watching our shop house being built. Still today the boys’ initials are to be found in the cement work around the farm.>ould work a night or two a week. My nursing until this time had been a few private duty cases. I talked it over with Blaine, who said it was all-right with him, but would I please make it known that I needed time off in the spring to help him plant potatoes and time off in the fall to help with the harvest. So I started working part time nights and here I am in 1986 still working part time nights at Minidoka. This job has brought me many happy rewards along with the frustrations.n most of the fifty states, and Canada, as well as down under to Australia and New Zealand and to Europe to visit Kirk and family when they were stationed in Germany. Michele and I also had an interesting tour to Israel and Egypt. Now we hope we can continue to take some sight seeing trips. Also to be able to farm and work for a few more years before we take “social security.”is. In December Blaine had lower back surgery and some residual problems. I decided to retire, but Blaine has kept on raising his barley and farming. It was a mental adjustment to make, but I soon realized how wonderful it was to live my life without planning around my hospital schedule.Russia. This tour was really an eye opener as to how life is in a former communist, and still very poor country.. Still read a lot of books and do embroidery. | McClellan, Karol (I505022)
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| 12905 | Them KB, 1804: den 31. Dec. født Hans Andersens og Mette Bertelsdatter Nær gaards Søn Christian.Hans Brodersens Hustru i Sveistrup bar Barnet. Konf. 1819 i Them K, var da af Mølbæk. Skanderborg, Vrads, Them, Mølgaard, , en halv Gaard, 71, FT-1834Jens Pedersen, 65 , gift, , Jorddyrker,Karen Hansdatter, 45 , gift, , hans Kone,Peder Jensen, 19 , ugift, , deres søn,Mette Jensdatter, 16 , ugift, , deres datter,Hans Christian Jensen, 14 , ugift, , deres søn,Jens Peter Jensen, 12 , ugift, , deres søn,Lars Jensen, 8 , ugift, , deres søn,Karen Jensdatter, 6 , ugift, , deres datter,Ane Kirstine Jensdatter, 3 , ugift, , deres datter,Clemmen Nielsen, 31 , ugift, , Træskoekarl,Christian Hansen, 30 , ugift, , Konens Broder, er Murer. Laægdsrulle, 4-P-9-19, gl. no. 4-N-9-35, Them Sogn 1840:Hans Andersens SønChristen, født i Nisgaard,34 Aar gl., 62½" høj, bor i Them,tjenlig til Trainkudsk, som klein og svag.Fripas Sess. 1842. Christian Hansen blev murer i Them S. Begr. 16.05.1861 iSilkeborg som Hmd. af Them Skov. | Hansen, Christian (I507393)
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| 12906 | Theodor havde en søn som var spastiker, Lars Schultz Laursen, han fik på et tidspunkt pølsevognen overfor Parkteatret i Riisskov. Hvor Theodor faldt om og døde, da han på et tidspunkt passede pølsevognen. Theodor og Inga havde derudover en datter, Karen Margrethe Schultz Laursen Inga blev senere gift igen og bosat på Fortevej. Theodor byggede eget hus på Themsvej 37, Risskov opført 1962 i flg. BBR-register. | Laursen, Theodor Schultz (I2134)
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| 12907 | Thomas was born in Tammestrup, Hylke, Skanderborg, Denmark. He married Rasmine Marie Mortensen on May 6, 1879 in Hvilsted near Ã…rhus, Denmark. They sailed together to San Francisco on July 7, 1879, ending up in Alpine, California, boarding with his brother-in-law Hans Mortensen and working as a laborer. A few years later they moved to Portland, Oregon where he worked on William S. Ladd's Hazelfern Farm as a dairy cattleman. Starting in 1888 he began working around Portland at various jobs such as machinist and clerk. From about 1894-1897 he lived in Tillamook, Oregon where he represented a farming equipment company. He moved to Ferndale, California, arriving on Sunday, May 30, 1897, sailing on the steamer Chilkoot. It ran from southeast Alaska to northern California, and was frequently in Northwestern waters. Obituary from the March 8, 1898 Ferndale Enterprise: Pneumonia Claims One More - Sunday morning at 7 o'clock Thomas S. Terndrup, after a two week's illness, breathed his last at the American Hotel, death resulting from pneumonia. Saturday evening, it is stated, the unfortunate man seemed much better, but during the night he took a turn for the worse and died in a few hours. Deceased was a native of Denmark, aged 40 years, and at one time was a lieutenant in the Danish Army. He came to Ferndale less than a year ago from Tillamook, Oregon, in company with John Ericksen, finding employment for a time with O. Andreasen, of the Ferndale Mechanical Shop. Of late he has been working for the Ferndale Electric Light Co., and was a steady and industrious man. His only known relative is a daughter living at Lafayette, Oregon, and to her goes his $1000 life insurance in the Woodmen of the World, he being a member of the Ferndale Camp of that order. When informed of his illness, the members of the Ferndale Camp saw to it that he was properly cared for, and will conduct his funeral, which takes place this afternoon. *He was actually 43, nearing his 44th birthday. In Memoriam. The following resolutions of respect and condolence were passed by Humboldt Camp, No 238, Woodmen of the World, on the death of their late Neighbor, Thomas F (sic) Terndrup: Whereas, It has pleased the All Wise and Heavenly Father to visit our esteemed and respected Neighbor, and to release him from the cares, trials and tribulations of this earthly life, and, Whereas, In the death of our Neighbor this Camp feels that it has lost a good and true Woodman, and his daughter a kind, thoughtful and loving father; therefore be it Resolved, That this Camp extends its heartfelt sympathy to his bereaved daughter in her late sorrow, that a copy of this testimony of our condolence and sorrow be sent to the daughter of our deceased Neighbor, that the same be published in the FERNDALE ENTERPRISE and Ferndale Independent, and also forwarded to the Pacific Woodman for publication, that a copy be spread upon the minutes of this Camp, and that the Charter of this Camp be draped for a period of 30 days. JAS N JACOBSEN, Com. L H CAMPBELL, Com. O E MERRILL. Com. | Terndrup, Thomas Severin (I503152)
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| 12908 | THORA LAURA JOHANNE MEYER-JOHANSEN blev født d. 29. januar 1888, i Thestrup Skole, Fjeldsted, Mariager, Randers, som datter til Peter Meyer Johansen og Maren Karstensen. Hun blev registreret i folketællingen d. 1. februar 1890, i en alder af 2 år, i Mariager, Onsild, Randers. Hun blev registreret i folketællingen d. 1. februar 1906, i en alder af 18 år, i Solrød, Tune, Roskilde. Hun blev registreret i folketællingen d. 1. februar 1916, i en alder af 28 år, på Amalievej 23, Frederiksberg. Thora blev registreret i folketællingen d. 1. februar 1921, i en alder af 33 år, i Amalievej 23, Frederiksberg. Hun blev registreret i folketællingen d. 5. november 1925, i en alder af 37 år, i Fakse, Præstø. Hun blev registreret i folketællingen d. 5. november 1940, i en alder af 52 år, i Rødkildevej 32, København. Thora døde d. 21. juli 1968, i en alder af 80 år, på Frederiksberg Hospital. | Meyer-Johansen, Thora Laura Johanne (I1933)
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| 12909 | THORMOD MICHAEL MEYER-JOHANSEN blev født d. 1. august 1901, i Solrød, Roskilde, som søn til Peter Meyer Johansen og Maren Karstensen. Han blev registreret i folketællingen d. 1. februar 1906, i en alder af 4 år, i Solrød, Tune, Roskilde. Han blev registreret i folketællingen d. 5. november 1925, i en alder af 24 år, på Strandvejen 81, København. Han blev registreret i folketællingen d. 5. november 1930, i en alder af 29 år, i Elmegade 20, København. Thormod blev registreret i folketællingen d. 5. november 1940, i en alder af 39 år, på Ordrupvej 48A, Gentofte. Han døde d. 13. maj 1956, i en alder af 54 år. Eva de la Fuente Pedersen og Marianne Linnée Nielsen: SKRIFTEN PÅ STENEN Vestre Kirkegårds Bevaringsværdige Gravminder. København 2001. Anna / Meyer-Johansen / * 31 .8 1902 / + 11 .3 1985 Antal øvrige monumenter på / Direktør / Thormod / Meyer-Johansen / * 1 . 8 1901 / + 13.5 1956 / Bent Kirkemo / * 7.9 1930 / + 18.8 1969 / Af støv er du / og til støv vender / du tilbage | Meyer-Johansen, Thormod Michael (I1938)
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| 12910 | Thorsager Sogn: 1843, No 13, 9 Juni, Inger Marie Jensen, Efter Hr. Pastor Gottschalk meddelelse fød Balle Mark, Odder Sogn, døbt i Odder kirke 30 Juli 1843, Inderste Pige Maren Caspersdatter til Huse paa Balle Mark, Som barnefader er udlagt Jens Jensen Agrie for tiden tjenede i Maarup Mølle. Faddere anført i Odder kirkes ministerialbog. Forbemeldte Pige har tjent 1 Aar paa Hvitvedgaard til 1. November 1842 da hun i frugtsommelig tilstand forlod Sognet | Jensen, Inger Marie (I500544)
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| 12911 | Til Ivan Laursen Her yderligere oplysning Peter Kjeldsen Laursen er død 30.04.1977 i Vejby sogn, Gribskov. Kontakt Vejby for begravelsesdato Ebba Laursen er født 01.08.1898 i Århus Domsogn. Viet 21-02-1926 ukendt sted. Hun er død 02.02.1976. Med venlig hilsen Dinna Jensen Helsinge kirkekontor | Laursen, Peter Kjeldsen (I1058)
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| 12912 | Tjenestekarl Morten Pedersen, 30 Aar i Beder Præstegaard og Tjenestepigen Kirstine Espersdatter, 22 Aar i Beder Præstegaard. Forlovere: Jørgen Therkildsen, Søren Rasmussen i Malling. | Familie F501412
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| 12913 | Tjenestekarl på Wilhelmsborg Hans Jensen fød i Byen Leerberg, og forhen besvangrede Fruentimmer Kirsten Madsdatter i Maarslet bye | Hansen, Jens (I256)
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| 12914 | Tjenestekarl, chauffør, Formand for Dansk Jernbanearbejder Forbund København B, forretningsfører Dansk Arbejdsmands og specialarbejder Forbund, 1962 - 1. januar 1967 | Laursen, Peter Kjeldsen (I1058)
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| 12915 | Tjenestep. paa Mallinggaard, Severine Marie Sørensen og Barnefader Anders Mikkelsen tjenende i Skanderborg | Andersen, Ane Kirstine (I1631)
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| 12916 | Mindst én nulevende eller privat person er knyttet til denne note - Detaljer er udeladt. | Ulvatne, Torben (I505180)
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| 12917 | Torsdagen den 28. marts blev begravet Lægdsmanden Christen Børsting, 49 Aar | Børsting, Christen Christensen (I500678)
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| 12918 | Tranbjerg 1767 Anders Christensen af østerby - 73 år | Christensen, Anders (I503817)
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| 12919 | Tranquille Hospital i Kamloops, var oprindeligt bygget som sanatorium for tubekulose patienter og senere anvendt som behandlingssted for mentalt retarderede, i sær Down syndrom. I dag ligger hele området øde hen, et meget stort kompleks, der har udgjort et helt samfund for sig selv. | Laursen, Lawrence Christopher (I500028)
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| 12920 | Tredie Søndag efter Trefoldighed Hans Rasmussen og Hustru Bodil Maria Jørgensdatter, af Giesing 1 søn i Fruering Kirke kaldet Rasmus Baaret af Bodil Maria Lasdatter af Kattrup. Fadderne: Peder Rasmussen af Balle, Jørgen Pedersen, Jens Christian og Rasmus Jeppesens Datter Mette Catrine af Giesing. | Hansen, Rasmus (I10)
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| 12921 | Trefoldigheds Søndag var Gaardmand Hans Rasmussen og Hustru Ane Johansdatter paa Solberg Hede, deres Barn til Daaben Kaldet Bodil Marie, fød den 5. Maii. Baaren af Jørgen Frandsens Hustru i Aarhuus. Faddere vare: Anders Sørensen, Jerns Sørensen, Jens Astrup, Jens Christiansen og Jacob Eskildsens Kone, alle af Soelberg. Konen intro. s. Dag. | Hansdatter, Bodil Marie (I13)
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| 12922 | Trinitatis Søndag | Rasmussen Solgaard, Jens (I503079)
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| 12923 | Trolovede 1784 Tirsdagen den 10 Februari Friderich Pedersen af Torup i Lysgaard Sogn og Johanne Pedersdatter af Nørre Knudstrup. Den 16. marts blev derpaa copulerede af sognepræst hr. Blicher Lyst for dem i Lysgaard Kirke | Familie F500639
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| 12924 | Trolovelse 13. Oktober 1769 Jep Boysen, des Hufners Boÿ Jepsens und Karen Boÿsens aus Mellerup, ehel. Sohn mit Ingeburg Jürgens, Jürgen Juulers, Colonisten in Sophienthal und Kirsten Jürgens ehel. Tochter. Zeugen: Jürgen Juuler Johann Johannsen | Familie F500826
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| 12925 | Trolovelse: Martius d. 6te bleve udi Christen Povelsens Enkes Huus paa Studsgade trolovede Claus Hansen Schmit, Handskemager Sven, som her har udstaaet sin Lære og Karen Pedersdaatter, som tiener her i Sognet. Forloverne [...]: Jacob Povelsen Brun, Rasmus Jacobsen Due Vielse: d. 9. April 1761 Copulerede | Familie F23
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| 12926 | Trolovet 10. Oktober, 1646-1815 Vester Hjermitslev billede 228 fol 226 | Familie F501809
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| 12927 | Trolovet 15. juni Anders Lauritsen af Biert og Maren Jensdatter | Familie F500753
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| 12928 | trolovet 16. okt 1789 | Familie F500620
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| 12929 | Trolovet 16.06.1797 i Fruering, forlovere Rasmus Hansen og Anders Westergaard ops 490 Viet i Gangsted Kirke samme dag iflg. Fruering KB, men ikke indskrevet i Gangsted | Jørgensen, Jens Bonde (I25)
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| 12930 | Trolovet 17. december 1784 | Familie F500712
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| 12931 | Trolovet 1706 7. Marts Den 3. Søndag i Fasten blev Christen Lauridsen af Sepstrup og Johanne Hansdatter samme sted trolovet. Den 6. Søndag efter Trinitatis blev de viet. | Familie F500817
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| 12932 | Tulstrup 1785 fol 153 Søren Mørch af Tulstrup - 66 år Malling 1810 fol 238b Hans Jørgensen af Malling - 50 år Malling 1809 fol 16b Hans Jørgensens og Margrethe Sørensdatters barn af Malling - Johanne | Sørensdatter, Margrethe (I503853)
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| 12933 | tvilling med Apelone | Pedersen, Søren (I504507)
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| 12934 | Tvilling til Axel Rasmussen | Rasmussen, Gudrun (I501271)
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| 12935 | Tvilling til Gudrun Rasmussen | Rasmussen, Axel (I501272)
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| 12936 | Uddrag af:smedemester i København Franciscus Kozlowski (ca. 1760-1847), der er født i Polen, katolik og af adelig familie. Han kom til Danmark i slutningen af 1790'erne og løste borgerskab som guldsmedemester i 17989898. Hendes moder er Marie Anne (senere: Mariane) Reventlow (ca. 1771-1852) fra Randers, datter af skoleholder Kristen Johannes Reventlow (1739-96) og Gedske Marie Pedersdatter Bagge (d. 1786). Maria Sophia Kozlowski havde to ugifte brødre, der i 1828 blev optaget i den polske adel som adelsmænd af 1.klasse: Kozlowski (1801-55) og sproglærer Eduard Peter Andreas Kozlowski (1802-58). Alle er begravet fra Sankt Ansgars Kirke i Kozlowskis familiegravsted pÃ¥ Assistens KirkegÃ¥rds katolske afdeling D, 1. kvarter, Monumentlinien 13. Det er for længst blevet sløjfet.ig;re med Maria Sophia Kozlowski. Affæren bærer frugt, nemlig Sophie Emilie, der opkaldes efter moderen (Sophia/Sophie). Ihast bliver den 35-Ã¥rige ugifte og barnløse Rebecca Christine Sørensen gjort til barnets officielle moder mod løfte om ægteskab.lie Meldolas mand, Theobald Weber i 1871. Han og broderen Thorvald Weber var executores testamenti (Notarius Publicusi København, Kopibog, A. 25, 2.8.1870 - 24.4.1871, nr. 592, side 782-87, Landsarkivet). Maria Sophia Kozlow ski var ved sin død en velhavende dame. Hun havde arvet fra sine forældre og sine ugifte brødre. Theobald Weber kaldes i testamentet »min mangeaarige Ven» og arvede bl.a. hendes malerier, fortepiano, dækketøj, personlige garderobe, bril lantsmykker og fingerringe, bl.a. »Poniatowskis Ring med Rosenblad Han har næppe været den tilsigtede bærer af smykkerne. Det var Sophie Emilie Meldola.a Christine Sørensen og Sophie Emilie Meldola - falder ikke ud til fordel for Rebecca Christine Sørensens moderværdighed. De tyderikke pÃ¥ slægtskab. Alle Sophie Emilie Meldolas børn »vidste», at deres biologiske mormoder umuligt kunne være Rebecca Christine Sørensen. Hun var Maria Sophia Kozlowski. De ni søskende var stolte af denne viden og videregav den til deres børn.r barnebarn af den polske valgkonge Stanislaw II August Poniatowski (1732-98). Denneeventyrlige skikkelses vej til den polske trone i 1764 indledtes i den russiske kejserinde Katarina TI’s soveværelse. Alligevel blev han tvunget af hende til at abdicere, og i 1795 blev Polen delt mellem Rusland og Preussen. I henhold til Weber-teorien er Maria Sophia Kozlowskkis moder ikke Mariane Reventlow fra Randers, men en datter af Stanislaw II August Poniatowski.polske konge fik i alt 11 børn med syv af sine elskerinder.ng Stanislaw Poniatowskis brodersøn - . Navnlig Sophie Emilie Meldolas yngste datter, RagnhildMeldola, samlede beviser pÃ¥ denne biologiske linie til Stanislaw II August Poniatowski. I spejlet kunne hun genfinde den polske konges træk.elig;rmere pÃ¥. Hans mening er - efter en gennemgang af f&ooslash;dsler (inkl, de hemmelige pÃ¥ Den kgl. Fødselsstiftelse), dÃ¥b, faddere, folketællinger, skifteprotokoller, testamenter, malerier, signetringe, heraldik og breve - at personoplysningerne er korrekte, men teorierne om slægtskab er uden dokumentation. Der er intet fælles blodets bÃ¥nd mellem Sophie Emilie Meldola, Maria Sophia Kozlowski, Mariane Reventlow (eller "Prinsessen") og Stanislaw II August Poniatowski.gvis ændre den. Derfor mÃ¥ en mater est-regel gælde. Det vil sige en kvindlige version af reglen fra Romerretten: Pater est quem nuptiæ demonstrant (faderen er den, som ægteskabet udpeger). Bevisbyrden pÃ¥hviler den, der rejser tivl herom. sagt uden omsvøb: Eftertiden har aldrig forelsket sig i fotografiet af Rebecca Christine Sørensen som ældre. MÃ¥ske derfor blev hun taberen i teoriernes verden. lHun er den biologiske moder, hvad enten vi kan lide hendes udseende eller ikke. Hun bør erindres som en god hustru til Raphael Camillo Meldola. En god moder for datteren Sophie Emilie Mendola. Og en god mormoder for sine børnebørn. | Reventlov, Mariane Christensdatter (I502776)
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| 12937 | udeblevet fra session 1895, 1896, 1897 | Rasmussen, Søren (I506452)
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| 12938 | Udeblevet fra session 1909, 1910, 1911 | Rasmussen, Valdemar (I506448)
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| 12939 | uden jordpåkastelse, hængte sig i klokketårnet | Pedersen, Christian (I503805)
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| 12940 | Udl. Barnef.: Marius Jensen Ungk. af Terndrup Moderen tjente Tim. før Nedk. hos Købmand Carl Secher i Aarhus, Immervad 4. Indf. iflg. Skr. fra Aarhus Fattifudv. af 17-6-1891 | Jensen, Thora Mathilde Elisabeth (I500894)
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| 12941 | udlagt barnefader | Familie F500030
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| 12942 | Mindst én nulevende eller privat person er knyttet til denne note - Detaljer er udeladt. | Jensen, Elva Tulle (I2532)
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| 12943 | Udlagt barnefader Johannes Carlsen | Carlsen, Andrea (I501519)
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| 12944 | Udlagt barnefader Johannes Carlsen | Carlsen, Johanne Marie Caroline (I501518)
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| 12945 | Mindst én nulevende eller privat person er knyttet til denne note - Detaljer er udeladt. | Winter, Knud Dam (I500920)
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| 12946 | Udtrådt af folkekirken 15. december 1936 | Larsen, Villy Knud Ole (I500373)
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| 12947 | Udtrådt af Folkekirken 31/2-1927 efter forældrenes begæring. Genoptaget i Folkekirken 10/10-1945 Majbølle Sogn | Duun, Anny Ruth Sørensen (I501279)
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| 12948 | Udtrådt af Folkekirken 31/2-1927 efter forældrenes begæring. Genoptaget i Folkekirken 9. december 1944 | Duun, Agnes Elise Sørensen (I501280)
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| 12949 | Udtrådt af Folkekirken i Aarhus Vor Frue Sogn 12. november 1941. Gift Madsen. Bopæl Søndergade 32 | Jensen, Dagny (I501257)
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| 12950 | Udtrådt af Folkekirken i Aarhus Vor Frue Sogn 12. november 1941. Gift Madsen. Bopæl Søndergade 32 | Jensen, Dagny (I501257)
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