Memories of my Mom’s 2 sisters, Ruth and Grace. They were both much older than my mother. My maternal grandmother died before I was born, so they were as close as I had to having a grandmother. They grew up in rural Hocking county and later Vinton county. Their lives could not have been more…

I wish to honor my great aunt, Freda Steube, who is interred in the Abbey. Though I never knew her, she lived quite a life. Freda married John Bryan, a wealthy industrialist of Cincinnati, who she met while working in his factory. Bryan was much older than Freda, but they wait until she was 21…

This is how I want to remember my husband. Collecting, restoring, and enjoying vintage motorbikes. There is a trunk full of photos of Garrett serving his military duty in Japan but riding on a scooter was where he wanted to be. In fact, on his grave stone there is a picture of a motor scooter…

Grandma Loebbaka’s house always smelled of homemade bread. During the Depression, her kids sold the bread on the street corners to help support the family. Later in life, she sold the bread to support her passion for oil painting. She was also a composer and musician. She always played “Danny Boy” on the organ for…

A World War I veteran, my grandfather, Carey Overshiner was a charter member, past commander and past quartermaster of William Britton Post 6817, Veterans of Foreign Wars, and a member of World War I Barracks at Dunkirk. He owned a pool room in Mt. Victory, Ohio where he lived with my Grandma Susie. He loved…

Like me, my mother could not tell a joke. But she could tease and tell wonderful stories! My mom, aunts and uncles alternated weekends taking care of their infirm mother every weekend. When it was Mom’s turn, we would travel from Dayton to Lima and she would make up the most wonderful stories to keep…

I didn’t get to know my grandparents because I was born after they were gone. But feel I know my grandfather from the stories I heard. Grandpa was a engineer on the railroad during the Depression trying to support 10 kids! It was tough with limited hours he worked. He didn’t eat with the family…

My grandmother died when I was 9 y.o. She could be stern and made me behave…so she wasn’t my favorite. What I didn’t or couldn’t understand at the time was how much she carried on her shoulders. She had inherited a farm that dated to 1840. She, her husband and their son, my father, were…

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