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The site has been added to the Amercian Genealogy and History Project for the State of Indiana under 'Interesting Indiana Sites'!!! CLick on the AGHP logo on the side bar and it will take you to the Indiana page.
Thanks to those such as Marcia Adams, Mrs. Bramfeld who have given me words of priase and encouragement on the site when I have seen them in places in Culver - it was much needed, appreciated and gives me the encouragement to go on with the site.
My wish list -
 I am here - some have asked if anything is going on - yes it is - you just have to hunt and find it! It is just little things here and there My the XP unit went "Dead" the last friday of August 2008 its still down because of the cost & no promise it will work if repaired -- was a household memeber sick been in hospital anemic given 5 units of blood; open heart surgery to replace a defective aoratic valve since birth that calcified over the years and 2 coronary artery bypasses, doing great now that off all but 2 medications -- got a free 95 & 98SE but use the 98SE and it has a program that wants to debug everything I am trying not to be angry, disillusioned or fustrated, trying not to sit here in front of the dam thing and bawl---I do have alot of stuff in the background that needs to be worked on and up SORRY trying my best --- oh I am told I can't get sick - - I got to be strong - I have to hang in - well this gal is getting old, tired, fustrated, disillisuioned and to the point she don't want to hang in, be strong... and she is selfish she wants to be sick! - ITS MY TURN after what 19 years - no - after 36 years when David was born - but I can't afford to be sick - if I am I keep on going like the energizer bunny - I got too - I got to be strong - I have to be there for whomever...the way it has been ever since I was a teenager its never changed - it was instilled in me - pounded into me so to speak by my mother. Then I was told by my mother's sister over 10 years ago that I have always been selfish, concided, uncaring, greedy and only out for myself! Let me know of any broken links, pages that you can not see the main body of test. Also any blank pages - as major computer malfunction from March/April when Moved site - to when it went "DEAD end of August - which includes anything from Blank pages to ??? or misalignment resulting when "golbal replacement was used and it "froze-up" - PLEASE I will gladly grin and bear the critism - :) Let me know of any broken links, pages that you can not see the main body of test. Also any blank pages - as major computer malfunction from March/April when Moved site - to when it went "DEAD end of August - Blank pages and mis alignment resulted when "golbal replacement was used and it "froze-up" - PLEASE I will gladly grin and bear the critism - :) Who am I? Besides a genealogy and history nut...a nobody... I was born in Bloomington, Monroe, Indiana tho my parents were living outside of Indianapolis, Marion, Indiaana with an address of High School Road, Danville, Henricks,Indiana. My parents were Alvin Robert Mc Kee (1908-1984) and Reba Doris Emery (1920-2009) both Greene county Indiana natives who married there in 1948 and shortly there after moved to Bloomington, Monroe, Indiana. Mom was a Registerd nurse who had graduated from City Hospital School of Nursing [now Wishard Hospital] at Indianapolis. Mom worked in the area hospitals where they lived. Dad had been a farmers son. When they moved to Bloomington he worked in a drug store there and mom as a nurse at the hospital. Sometime before my birth they had moved to Danville where dad worked on a dairy farm and mom as a nurse at the hospital. In Novemebr 1952 we came to 19th B Road Culver, Marshall, County [I was 1 year and 1 month old]; as dad began working for the Newman Dairy Farm while they were still marketing their milk to Culver Military Academy which ended in 1957 - which was about or before that dad went work for Arthur Judson Dillon Farm. So I count myself as much as a "Culverite" as the person who was born in Culver or their parents lived here at the time of their birth as most can not call Culver their "native town" - as they were either born in near by hospitals - Knox, Plymouth, Rochester, Winamac or as far aways as South Bend - your "native town" is your birthplace. YES - I grew up on that "Stinky hog farm" and being teased about it. I remember the little white house clearly and the 2 pine trees that stood out front. We would sit on the sonte wall on 4th of July to watch the fire wroks at Culver Military Academy and the coming and going of the cars to the even with Jim Cox standing in the middle of St. Rds. 10 & 17 directing traffice. Other memorable memories are the long nights spent drying grain - or when the trucks came to load out the hogs for the slaughter house. Also learning to ride our second hand bicycle along the edge of St. Rd. 10 & 17; and running through the mud puddle on the corner there. I entered Culver Elementary School in 1957-58, as a kindergardner - memories of the first day was locking my self into the bathroom. Of the year being teased and called names by one of the classmates who then promptly moved away from Culver at the end of the school year - but the teasing and name-calling he started stuck around for several more years. I can't even remember my teacher fot that year! My first grade (1958-59) teacher was Sandra Fitterling now Mrs. Jack Kyeser. Of this year the memories were of braking an upside down "v" into my two front teeth that had just grown in. This occured out on the playground in that metal contraption made of iron pipe which wasthree cubes on each side with a single cube on top (the fourth high). The next year Dr. Dunfee at Plymouth done all he could to try and save them till they and to be pulled in July-August 1959 because an abcessed had formed. In August of 1959 we moved from the corner to the other farm Judd Dillon owned on St. Rd. 10 west where Pat Mc Carthy now owns. The only memory from this I have is arriving home on the bus after school seeing the pigs all out running around the yard and in the road and mother chasing them - her first words "I have been chasing them all afternoon and I think I have put this one in at least twice before." - she had forgot to check to see where they were getting out of - so as fast as she had corralled them putting them in the front gate of the pen they were just escaping out the backside Judd Dillon had finally went back and finished his college and teaching credentials and decided to quit farming - thus again we moved this time into Culver at the little brown house on the southwest corner (419 Forrest Place) it was owned by Oscar Perrine along with the Lakeshore Garage which he owned and was leased out to Wayne Hittle of Rochester. He became manager of the gas station which eventually became Enco and Exxon. It burnt in Janaury 1972. We did not live here long as the roof leaked and the electric bills were extermely high - the electric was leaking out but they could not seem to find the problem. After the fire the house was sold and moved out into the country. The summer of 1963 - we moved to Main Street culver - the house on the corner of Cass and Main - it was then the Crabb rental house and they owned the Crabb Furniture store next door. This house was bought by Wayne Von Ehr and remodeled - memories there were the President Kennedy being assinated - I was in 6th grade and sitting in Mrs. Manis' classroom at the time the annoucment came over the school speakers. This was the year of the "new Math" where it took several pages to just answer one problem - it was the year when they decided to try and convert "lefties" to right habded - I REFUSED!!! my other teachers were Mr. Overstreet and Loren Carswell and it was the year of switiching rooms and teachers for classes in preperation for high school - which then consisted of 7-12. Another memory was arriving home from school to find the house full of black smoke - upon reaching the kitchen and the stove I found what was to have been supper - a pot of Vegetable soup - with only a very small charred rement - I opened the back door tossed the pot out into the snow bank and left the door open for AIR - the phone rang it was mom telling me the soup was on the stove and to turn it on "medium" - all I said oh that is what that was - she had instead of turning it "OFF" had turned it on "HIGH" as she went out to work. Another memory was falling down the back stairs the lead to the garage they were ragged broken concrete - I fell head first and flat on my face - and my father's sunday dinner of Kentucky fried chicken, cole slaw, mashed potatoes and gravy and strawberry pie - needless to say there was little left of the dinner but the chicken. This remained home until about August 1964 This time the move was to S. Plymouth Street - where part of the Cove sits today - our neighbors were William Hampton, Bob Hodges, Charles Dickerson & wife, the Wilhites and Mabel & Bess Pura amongest others. There are not many memories here - except the death of my grandafther McKee and grandmother coming to live with us and then she dying in Febuary of 1966. The one memory is the tornado that hit the northern portion of Marshall county and St. Joseph County - tho none came near the Culver are we had the winds - and I was chasing the brand new garabage can down S. Plymouth St. when Mr. Hampton saw me and told me to "let it go" and if the winds got to bad we were to come over to his house and get in the basement - (our rental house only had a crawl pace under it). I remember the area always flooded with the rains and the water run-off from Main St. The next move occured during the school year of 1968 - where moved to Lakeshore Dr. (where Wilhites live today) across from the old Ford garage - now an array of shops and a resturant. How time change - memories there are few - but memorable is the death of Pete Onesti in 1968/9 and how the fire department and neighbors came together - I graduated from CCCHS in May of 1970 - I began work at the Coffee Shop down the street as a waitress in 1970-June 1972- the burning of the house next door in 1971 or early 1972 which I found out much later was the Lakeside Hotel in years past. From there I moved to 419 S. Main in June 1972 and began my life with David Boswell Burns - memories there abound. It was truly HOME it was not a rental house as it had been during my childhood - I still own the house - tho I do not live there - BUT IT IS MINE! For how long with all the turmoil over it I do not know - David chose not to finish bricking it, finish the fireplace or install a new roof - he left me with nothing but the house and no work experience - I have tried - and I have tried to hang on to my house - but is it worth keeping the memories alive - - - keeping something David wanted me to have but did not provided for - I am beginning to truly have my doubts as family and people have been very been vindictive over it. I was just a house wife - just a mother - David never allowed me to work out side the house. So my kids were very very privileged in that they had what I did not have as a child - a mother who did not work - who was around 24/7 whether they appreciated it or not I have no idea [my thoughts were they cared less as it was dad who "handed out" to them as one of their peers told me a few years ago that he amongest others were envious of that]. But of course because of being a stay at home mom and 'just a hosuewife' I have no solid work skills except those of the house wife, mother, and those I self taught my self - genealogy reasearch and computer. I can lay stone - I learned how by watching David around the lake - so after he died I did lay some stone up around the house, and rebuilt the north wall and built the South wall that I had laid one row in just dirt. I was never well liked as a child - in school I was teased, called names which lasted for years - I was never good in school - and I never fullfilled my mothers dream and wishes of me becoming a Registered Nurse like her and her sister; they always told everyone when I was young I was going to be a "Registered Nurse like then" and I think to just please them I agreed with them every time they told someone - tho I did expect to be because mother seemed to make things happen but when the time came it did not - the money was not there for higher schooling and the grades were not acceptable for her Altra Mater where she expected me to attend, she had never helped with school work but always berated me because of my low grades. In essence I was a NOBODY and probably still am. Also to add to mother's dissapointment of me I refuse to pack-up my things along with my son David Boswell Burns and move to Flordia with them in the fall of 1974 - thus I became an outcast in my own family. For that I have never been sorry but yet I wonder what woudl of been if I had done what she and her sister wanted. School memories are slim and few - as I was not popular and not a joiner - I remember the early taunting even to this day the most I joined was the Pep Club during my 7th, 8th years; Sunshine Society during high school and the yearbook staff during my senior year; Choir was a class during my Junior and Senoir year and I participated in its activities. I can remember taking ballet, tap but that was becaus mother wantedme to and it was only when she felt she could afford it - - the same was with piano - my teachers were Martha (Warner) Robinson Stapan, Ethel Houghton and Miss Goss I often wondered what they thought of my so-so attendance of lessons - but it was based on if mother had the money or not and she would make excuse to them as to why I was not attending a weekly lesson. I at one point tried to joing the Rainbows - but was not allowed - I was not good enough for them; I don't eventhink I told my mother I tried to join. I can remember mother's words if she even thought I was going to ask to do something "you have plenty of time because your a girl - your brother don't" - I never have figured that out to this day. But from this expeience I never refused to let David or Susie join anything in school or out of school- even if they lost interest in it and dropped out on their own accord they and the privilege of doing anything they wanted. Tho I never had a real great love for history in school tho it was my favorite subject and I always wanted Latham Lawson as a history teacher but for some reason I never did have him during my 7th, 8th, or high school years and yes I was dissappointed. I attend Ancilla College from the fall of 1970-June 1972 - starting out with only American History class under Sister Vivan - and there I think the real "bug" for history hit. When I quit in June 1972 I think I had 17 hours under my belt. I got interest in genealogy in 1976 and started tracing my parents lines only intending to get enough to lay it aside till when the kids were grown - that never happened and then David's lines I hired done as they all were over in Scotland. My step-daughter asked for help in doing work on her mothers lines and the Schrimsher and Green lines. During the years with David he talked of the past of Culver, the lake - its people the cottages etc. - I tried to remember as much as could as he would never sit down write it out - or sit down and tape an oral history - it was interesting, informative to say the least! After David's death 23 August 1990 I started this merely as a history of the cottagers and cottages - to have something to occupy my mind and keep me active as I had lost interest in my genealogy - as I could not sit at the computer and work and not remember the past year - September 1989 [when he was diagnoised with congestive heart the seemed not to accept it - not wanting to take his medication properly]... he also kept stating "something is wrong" but he would not express this to Dr. Deery only to me and certain family members who would badger me to "get him to a specialist" - which I could not do with out a referal from Dr. Deery and David's consent - thus he did what he wanted to do... Been told I am selfish and un-careing by certain family members - guess I was and guess I am. I guess selfishness is giving away all my genealogy for "free", doing this site and other genealogy sites (InGenWeb and UsGenWeb projects) because I love genealogy without compensation other than a "thank you". I guess back when - doing without so the kids could have or others was selfish; cashing in my small annuity the year David died to pay the bills, the workers and have food was selfish; and in a pinch giving up the piggy bank change for same when it was meant to fix up the house was selfish... I guess I was very selfish then - by not looking out for my future - hoarding all the money I could get my hands on, or refusing to pay the bills and stashing it way...by staying home and obeying David's orders "I could not work as long as he was alive." Its like going uptown to the local resturant after David died and asked if I could have a job in the kitchen to wash dishes and was told I had to go to the factory (Walker's) and get a job there - but you had to be a qualified factory worked and I was not...like going to the academy to seek a lowly office job of some type and was asked "Do you really want to do this right now?"; being told even ho I knew computer, business skills (self taught with David's occupation and working around the lake) I had no education to back it up. So I went back to Ancilla and started with the computer course and business courses and then was told the course did not really help ???? but I kept going back every time I finished a semester anyway to see if I could get some type of office job there but was refused time and time again till I no longer went and bothered. Another local person offered me only $10,000.00 for the house etc. and told me I had to take the kids and move to Las Vegas and work out there as waitress etc. WHY? My kids were Seniors and Sophomores in high school, had their friends in Culver, had attened Culver since the beginning or their school career - and wanted to graduate from Culver; besides Culver was their home - they had just had enough trama in their lives yet alone uprooting them from the life they knew. So I settled for any odd part time job that would have me, Manpower what ever - yet trying to find work that related to Computer science and Business adminsitration and kept getting told "my qualifications did not meet theirs" or "Do you really want to travel this far to work?" - It all boiled down to what they did not want to say and put in writing because of dicrimination laws - I was over 40 and i had no work history except for the few years I worked at the Coffee Shop there in Culver from 1970-1972; and none of the odd jobs I was getting qualified me for anything but manual labor - Manpower refused to send me to jobs relating to computers, business and office even tho thats what I tested for when I signed up with them and listed my college courses and major etc. At least I did prove that I COULD DO IT - I graduated Ancilla with a Comptuer Science and Business Administration Associates degree tho it never has done me a bit of good in getting employment in those fields or in office work - in that way it was a waste of ime effort, money, scholarship money and grants BUT in another sense it made me feel good about myself which I have trouble doing even now today. I did not have the "EXPERIENICE" to back it up and NO ONE WOULD GIVE ME THE OPPERTUNITY to get or obtain any - only getting "my qualifications did not meet theirs" or "Do you really want to travel this far to work?" - It still do what I can in genealogy that is FREE - find FREE computer programs or those that come installed on the computer or given to me other wise and teach myself how to use them and become profiecient in them - I self taught my self webpage designing and still doing so - but again it is useless when it comes to finding employement because it is not backed-up by educational degrees - and I am to old to do that again and get no where with it. Selfish is doing the InGenWeb sites; giving my genealogy research away free of charge to family friemds, distant cousins. Selfish is doing this website too I guess. But with it I keep up my old skills and yet learn new ones even tho they do not benifit me financially in any way. I am still hanging on to the house at Culver - why - because it is mine - because David left it to me - I should never have rented it in the mid 1990's but was talked into it by some of the Culver Eagle's memebers because a memebr needed a place to live - and it was infered it was sitting there empty and it was being selfish to let it sit empty...well I wish I had been self, inconsiderate and whatever else - I would of been far better off if I had refused. I try not to cry each time I go there - into it - but if not outwardly I do inwardly - wonder what would of been if David would of lived just a few years longer - if he had left me provided for - if he had allowed me to work.... all the "ifs" that can't be changed... Spring is coming or is it? - Easter is too - the symbol of hope, ressurection and rejoicing is it??? We all definetely know the ecomony sucks - excuse my lanuage - and I am sorry to say that we are not in a recession we are in a DEPRESSION - no one wants to admit it - go read the books on the so called "Great Depression" - this one has it BEAT by a mile - I done a term thesis on it - back when - it was to be limited to 3 pages - The reason it came about, the cause, the effect and the outcome - I had over 50 pages headed for 100 - I forget what I go it trimmed down to but I still have my paper on it - my parents lived thourgh it - I heard their stories - the cream corn & fired potatoes & onions as a meal; for sunday supper was peaches & cream if you had that you were in 7th heaven and had more more than others. I have several depression cookbooks where recipes were developed becaus of the "lack of" and there are wonderful stories and some pictures in them - I am no longer to proud to ask for help in fact in am DESPERATE - All I want is my house that David gave me - maybe to be able to return to it in my old age proably before - tho I am feeling so much older than I am - we are going to need it as a second emergency residence as a friend is in the Miller's Merry Manor at Culver that I am caregiver for - as place to stay in bad weather near by during winter storms etc. (this winter is prime example in way). Now the other friend has went through open heart surgery [aortic valve replacement; right coronary artery bypass, left coronary artery branch by pass; day of post-op doctors appointment and blood work went into Arterial Fibrillation [A-fib for short] and ended up in CCU till heart catherization transported to it by ambulance because tied to IV's - went through the surgery and went back into A-fib somewhat controlled - but not sure - still think going trough it when meds wear off and early morn - warning is a "Gas Attack" I hear belching etc - but I am stupid - maybe I am. I feel it - I guess I am stupid for caring for others - whether anyone believes it I have always put my self last - I have no self confidence - I do not stand up for my self till its to late - or pushed to the point of non-return - I was never taught by my mother to stand up for my self, my rights - dad well he was "smart, quite, laid back" but he was domineered by mother because he had the "education" she had the "high-paying job" - he was not the one who rulled the house until pushed - he did not believe in un-fairness - - he worked long hard hours - I can remember him coming home afer 9 or 10 p.m. from manniagin the service station to help me with my homework - - mother never did the only words from her was "I was going to be a registered nurse, she always berated me - her and dad were honor students in High School she could never understand why I barley made a "C" or passing grade maybe an occassionaly "B" if it was a topic I liked or course I liked, I am failure in her eyes - because I did not attend her nursing school, and become a registered nurse - I did not obey her commands and take my children and move to Flordia with her - I was never taught to be callous or uncaring or if she tried I never learned - I am easily exploded when pushed to far - I cry when someone condones me for who I am, what I do, and when I fail to please whom ever - I basically say "yes sir/mam" "no Sir/mam" - I have no confidence to fight back unless I am pushed to a very angered state - then my emoitions take over and fail me. I let people run over me - I have very little self-confidence to fight back in person - it is hidden behind words - I am and have always been a failure in my mother's eyes. The house would sure be a nice place to be in the winter time nearer to the doctor's office, Plymouth etc and where good ambulance service is available for my friend - to be near my friend who is at Miller's I can walk there is necessary and would - every one comes before me and my wnats, needs, health - that my mother instilled in me - you done what she said, what she wanted, she took what she wanted also after I went to work after high school - she used the "guilt" that she raised me, she provided for me and that I owed her. I was never really allowed to associate, join etc, there is a part of my childhood I lived that I hid - that was never spoke of with my mother or father; or my Aunt, my mothers sister - I ask did they know? Did she hid it from Dad? Just who knew? I am digging for answers till I have these answers concerning that "family person in my life" I doubt if I ever will be a whole confident person - and I have reached the so-called "golden-era" of my life - I realize I may never know what I want to know yet I know part but yet I still need more to "connect the dots" of facts, information that I do not have - Oh well will just have to accept the way things was and are I guess. I am telling more than I probably should - and yet is the "so-called hidden secret" of families and I have had to live with it without knowing why, why me - why it was allowed. I have probably said to much - but I have basically lived all my life to please my mother, to please others of my deceased husbands family - to please Culver -please my children - but it seems I did not suceeded at it - I have silent born the guilt - I have silently cried in the night wondering why? - Why me? and then because the later is selfish I have been felt guilty for trying to stand up form my self, be myself, and wish for better life - opertunities for myself - - I was only to please my my mother, my husband - my children - they came first before me - my feelings - what I wanted to do and needed came last, selfish - greedy then I guess I am. I have felt guilty when I purchased my first computer system a Kaypro 2- 5/14 floopy system and had it for 13+ years and taught my self computer programs one at a time; I felt guilty when I persued genealogy but I learned of my family that my mother and father would not talk of - I found great aunts and uncles I never knew existed; I felt guilty when I went back to Ancilla In 1991 - tho it proved I could do it, it was worthless to me in getting a job it did not make the diference another said it would Yes I have been told I am a selfish, conceded person - only caring for myself and no one else - well then I guess I am but I sure have nothing to show for it but a house that at present is not livable - that everyone wants to take away from me and destory it. I guess in most people's eyes I am a nobody - a failure - I have never had the confidence I should - I have basically done what others wanted me to do - or tried to - whether it was right or wrong. |
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