Dec 19

Happy Birthday David!

22 years ago today (Dec. 19, 1989) my cousin David Jacob Faleafine was born.  I just wanted to honor his memory today.  We all miss him, and most of all his family that was closest to him is thinking about him today.  David left us on Christmas day 2010, gone to his eternal resting place.  Happy Birthday Cousin!


For we know that if the earthly tent which is our house is torn down, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.

2 Corinthians 5:1

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Dec 18

Cipko/Cypke…Using Original Records to Find my Ancestors

A few months ago I received an email newsletter from Ancestry.com that discussed their record tool bar.  At the bottom, there was a link for requesting the original documents associated with a record.  The reason you would want to do this is that the originals often have information that is not recorded online.   Armed with this new information I went straight to the person in my family tree that I knew I wanted to try this out with first.  My great-grandfather Kirilo Cipko (aka. Mike Cipko aka. Mike Matulis) has been a huge brick wall that I have not been able to break through for as long as I have been doing family research.  With all his different aliases and his immigration from Russia, I had a problem finding information about his parents.  I did, however have many records for Kirilo saved to my tree.  I knew which one I wanted to look up.  He had a Social Security number and I found that there was an original application (SS-5) that I could send away for.  Using the toolbar to the left of the record, I clicked on “Request Copy of Original Application” and generated a letter to send to the Social Security Administration.  I mailed it off with the $27.00 fee they charge and crossed my fingers.  I was not sure what kind of information, if any, I would get back.

My great-grandfather is listed as Kirilo Cipko on the SSDI.  I knew that he also went by the name Mike…but was still shocked when I got my results back.  About six weeks after I mailed off my request, I found a letter from the Social Security Administration in my mailbox.  It had been so long, I forgot all about it and wondered what they could be sending me.  I was sent a form letter notifying me that under the Freedom of Information Act, I was entitled to a copy of the original application for a Social Security number for the individual, as requested.  Yes!!  Along with the letter was a very good photocopy of the application, signed by my ancestor.   The crazy thing is that he filled out and signed the application Mike Cipke.  And I almost cried when I saw that I now had the names of his parents – Nick and Anna Cypke.  Here it is in all its glory:

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Nov 16

Asiah & Juliet’s Birthday Party

Pictures from the party – Nov 12, 2011.

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Nov 15

Bashor Family & the Florence Mill

I came across two postcards in an old album that belonged to my grandmother Dorothy (Bashor) Boswell.   One is postmarked 1908 from Florence, Kansas.  The other is not dated but matches the quality and coloring of the other and seem to be a set, so I think it is also from 1908.  Both gave me great clues that led me to find out more about our Bashor family.

Postcard front

The family pictured is unknown, but possibly Bashors, Bells or Zinks.  The boy on the far right is about the correct age to be Ralph Bashor, my great-grandfather, but I have no pictures of him when he is young to match it against.  The back of the postcard gave me more clues that helped me fill in some of the family tree.

Back of Postcard to Mrs Cassie Zink, Neosho Falls KS

It reads: Dear Sister Hope you and all of the rest or well I hope Pap is getin better.  Jake got home all OK he said for you to send the picture he left u him you sent the other Wright soon so now good by,  Carrie Bashor.

Mrs Cassie Zink, Neosho Falls, Kansas

The postcard is written by Carrie (Bell) Bashor who was married to Jacob Bashor.  These are my great-great grandparents.  She was writing to Cassie Zink, Jake’s sister (maiden name: Nancy Catherine Bashor).  In 1885 Jake Bashor lived in Neosho Falls, Kansas, but by the time of the 1905 Kansas State Census the family was living in Florence, Kansas.

That brings me to the 2nd postcard.

Old Schriver Mill, Run by Mr. Bashor, Florence, Ks.

This postcard was not filled out or sent like the other, but someone wrote on the back:  Old Schriver Mill, Run by Mr. Bashor, Florence, Ks.

 

Back of Postcard, Schriver Mill

I did an internet search to find out more about this mill, but it took some research to figure out which mill this is.  It seems that their were quite a few Bashor’s that were into Milling at that time and the Schriver family also owned a few mills in the area.  The first mill that I found that I thought could be a possibility was the Drinkwater & Schriver Flour Mill.  It is on the Cottonwood river in Cedar Point, Kansas, a short distance from Florence.   but pictures I found online did not resemble this photo at all.  Since the mill pictured says it is from Florence, I searched harder.  Since the family was supposed to be in Florence at the time, I checked the 1905 Kansas State Census again and this is what I found.

1905 Florence, KS State Census

Living right next to Jake Bashor’s family is P.D. Schriver and his wife Alice.   I had found some information on the Schriver’s.  At one time Peter Paul Schriver owned three mills in the Cottonwood valley.  One was the Drinkwater & Schriver Flour Mill in Cedar Point that I mentioned previously.  He also purchased the Florence Mills, which he turned over to his son, Paul D. Schriver.

The Florence Mill was built by James Graham in May 1874.  At the time the Schriver family owned it, Peter Schriver also constructed the first Cedar Point phone line that went from his mills in Cedar Point to his mills in Florence.

In 1907 Peter Schriver died in a railroad accident.  In 1911 Jacob Bashor died.  His wife Carrie died in 1918.  The mill remained in operation until 1919, when it burned in a fire.

Other Bashor Mills

When I was searching for the Florence Mill, I tried an internet search for “Bashor Mill” that showed to be very interesting.  There are some Bashor’s Mills that show up in Washington County, Tennessee.  Since our Bashor line came through Washington County, I had to check out those mills as well.

The first is the Bashor Mill in Johnson City, Tennessee.  Also known as the Knobb Creek Mill, this mill was built by Henry Bashor in 1832.  It is on the National Register of Historic Places.   Henry Bashor is the Uncle of our William Bashor born in VA in 1840, brother to Benjamin “Bence” Bashor.  Henry then moved to Missouri, where he built another mill in Whitesville in 1871, but he sold it by 1877.

The other mill that I found was the Bashor Mill at Broylesville, Tennessee.  This mill was operated by the Michael Bashor family between 1869 and 1872.  In 1872 Michael Bashor sold his interest in the mill and the family moved to Colorado.  Michael Bashor is possibly our William Bashor’s brother.  He was born in 1830 in VA and in the 1850 US Census is living at the same residence with our William Bashor.  William was 10 and Michael was 19 and listed as a farmer.  

On many of the Census records I have looked at for the Bashor’s in this area, the men are either listed as Farmers or Millers.

One last thing I found was an article from the Apr 27, 1888 edition of The Northwest Miller, Vol. 25.  It is a short entry, “Bashor & Sons will build a mill at Helmick.”  Helmick is in Morris County, Kansas.  But I could not find any more information on this mill or the Bashor’s associated with it. 

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Nov 05

Viles Family Moves out West

1.  From Massachusetts to Maine

Nov 6, 1737 Joseph Viles was born in Boston, Massachusetts to Joseph and Sarah (Wales) Viles.  Joseph married Hannah Horton in 1765 and two years later in 1767 he moved from Milton to Orland, Maine.  He built the first framed house in Orland in 1777, just a year after our Declaration of Independence from the British Empire.  A history of Orland milestones that I read once attributed the name of the town to Joseph Viles, saying the settler discovered an oar on the banks and came up with the name Orland.  It was previously called Eastern River Township #2.

Joseph Viles was the 3rd setter of Orland, Joseph Gross being the 1st.  The framed house that Viles built was used for town meetings until the schoolhouse was built in 1804.  That house was still standing as of 2004.

2.  From Orland to Industry

Joseph and Sarah’s son, Joseph Viles was born in 1770 in Orland, Maine.  I found a great old book from a used book store with a write up of this Joseph Viles.  The book is History of the Town of Industry by William Collins Hatch (1893 Farmington, Maine).

Industry Book

Joseph married Sarah Hancock (b. 1772).  They moved their family from Orland, Maine as early as 1811 and were early settlers in New Vineyard.  In 1844 they moved to the town of Industry, Maine.   They had 11 children.

Sarah Hancock’s history can be traced back to the “Four Hancock brothers” who immigrated to America and the great number of Hancocks descended from.  The most famous, John Hancock, is a 2nd cousin.  Nathan Hancock, one of the four brothers was Sarah’s great grandfather.

3. From Maine to Wisconsin

In 1787 the US Constitution was adopted and our first president George Washington took office from 1789-1797.  Alfred Viles, son of Joseph and Sarah (Hancock) Viles was born in 1797 just at the end of Washington’s term in office.  Alfred was born in Orland.  He married Thankful Norton in Industry.

Alfred moved west and settled in Richmond, Walworth County, Wisconsin. His son,  Benjamin Warren Viles would later join him.  But Benjamin didn’t stop there.

Benjamin W Viles (1831-1908)

4. From Wisconsin to Minnesota to Washington

The story of Benjamin W. Viles is told in great detail by an article in the Prosser Bulletin from Sept. 30, 1908.

Benjamin Viles

A Much Respected Citizen Passes Away

Benjamin W. Viles, old soldier and well known resident, answers the final call.

Died at Prosser, Washington, at 12:30 a.m. Saturday, September 26, 1908.  Benjamin W. Viles, aged 77 years, after an acute illness which began Thursday morning, the funeral was held at 2 o’clock Sunday afternoon from the M E church, Rev. Rounds officiating, and services called out so many friends that the building was filled to capacity.  Pallbearers were furnished by his comrades in the Grand Army Post, and the impressive ceremonies of that rapidly diminishing order were held at the grave at the Prosser cemetary.

Benjamin W. Viles was born in New Vineyard (now Anson), Maine, July 9, 1831.  On the day he was 18 years old, July 9, 1849, he started West, traveling by way of Chicago to Racine, Wisconsin, where his father Alfred Viles, Sr., was a pioneer settler.  On the 9th of May, 1853, he married Emily Rock, whose parents had removed from New York to Wisconsin in 1839.

In 1856, with his wife and two children, Mr. Viles removed to the town of Bridgewater, Rice County, Minnesota, and ten years later, to Osakis, Douglas County in the same state.  He enlisted August, 1862, in Company C of the Minnesota Volunteer Infantry.  A few days later, before the command had been formally mustered in to the United States service it was armed with such weapons as the government had at hand and rushed up the Minnesota River as far as a steamer could carry it and sent against the Indian forces which had been slaughtering white settlers in the southern portion of the state.  After reaching Fort Ridgely, details from the regiment were sent out to bury the victims of the Indian massacre near New Ulm and on Sunday and Monday they found and buried the mutilated bodies of 68 persons: men, women and children.  Monday night the detail camped at Birch Coulee, and early Tuesday morning they were surprised and attached by a large body of Indians.  In this attack, before he could get out of his tent, Mr. Viles received a bullet along the back, as he was stooping, and it was struck by two more bullets while lying under a wagon.  He staggered out and dragged back three sacks of oats to pile up for a shield against the Indian fire, the last sack having three bullets in it when he finally had it placed.  The wound in his back troubled him as long as he lived, and he carried the bullet to his grave.

The campaign against the savages lasted until the latter part of December, with more or less skirmishing.  At that time Mr. Viles, who because of his wounds had been detailed a cook in October, was given a furlough and went home.  Exposure to extreme winter weather, without a tent, had aggravated his trouble.  He rejoined his company at Gleneoa, where it had gone into winter quarters, and about the middle of February the troops were removed to Fort Snelling.  At that post Mr. Viles was discharged for disability in March, 1863, the regiment subsequently going south and participating in many of the stirring events of the war.  He was but a shadow of his former self, and from that time forward was practically a physical wreck.

In the fall of 1887, they came to Prosser and settled on what is now the A.P. Knapp place, a mile east of town.  They erected a board shanty 12 feet by 16 feet in dimensions, and “shingled it with big tin oil cans” brought from Walla Walla.  Here they established a home, and began to see something in the future besides the terrible trials and hardships which had been their experience for years.  This place was sold some years later, and taking his family and a portion of his belongings, Mr. Viles moved to a half section of land he had purchased in the Rattlesnakes.  With the advancing years he found ranch life too heavy for his strength, and returned to Prosser in 1903, building and occupying the brick house in which he passed away, at the end of Sherman Avenue.  The comfort he and his family enjoyed in the few years since that time were earned by half a century of previous toil and struggle.  Coming to Washington lengthened the life of Mr. Viles more than a score of years.  Though never very strong after coming here, he had little of his old trouble until the winter of 1906-7 when an attack of grip gave him a set-back from which he never recovered.  He and his wife passed most of the summer of this year with their son Warren at Cove, Oregon, and returned but a short time ago greatly benefited.  A sudden cold, contracted a few days before his death, hastened the end for one of the most patient sufferers who ever lived.  While in an almost unconscious condition, a few hours before his death, he spoke of his mother and brother, Alfred, both of whom passed beyond the veil many years ago.

To Mr. and Mrs. Viles were born eight children, of whom six survive.  These were all with him at the end except Warren, the oldest son, who was delayed on his way from Oregon and reached his side two hours too late.  The living children are Mrs. Anice M Lyons, of the Rattlesnakes; Mrs. Alice M Rogers of Puyallup, Washington; Warren S of Cove, Oregon; John Alfred, Clement B and George H of Prosser.  There are also 30 living grandchildren and 11 great grandchildren.

Eugene F Garner, of this city, is a nephew, and Mrs. P. A. Durant, a niece of the deceased.  The family desires to express it’s heartfelt gratitude to many friends who came forward in the hour of bereavement.  They especially wish to thank those who deprived themselves of such flowers as the frosts had left that those beautiful token of love might not be missing, and to the minister, the choir and the members of the Methodist Church.

It should bee noted in closing that in his earlier years Mr. Viles was an exhorter of no mean ability in the church of that denomination, and was a faithful attendant upon its services until the infirmities of age prevented him from hearing sufficiently well to understand the words spoken from the pulpit.  He was a man who made friends everywhere, who would never knowingly commit wrong, and who lived true to the land and as a father he was all that could be, never sparing himself if by any effort or sacrifice his family could be the gainers.  As a friend, he was true to death, and to this fact the attendance of so many at his funeral was conclusive testimony.  The sermon by Rev. Mr. Rounds, coming from an entire stranger and based on what few notes could be furnished, was a fine tribute to the memory of a good man.

Pliny A. Durant

Source: Prosser Bulletin

Prosser, Benton County, Washington

September 30, 1908

Sent in by : Pam Dollarhide

4.  From Washington to California

The Civil War Soldier Benjamin and wife Emily (Rock) Viles had a son Clement Benjamin Jan 17, 1872 while in Osakis, Minnesota.  In 1892, at age 20 Clement married Effie Mae Van Eaton in Washington.  The couple moved to Oregon for a time and back to Washington, where my great grandfather, George Ernest Viles, Sr. was born Mar 17, 1909 in Prosser.  Clement died in Glendale, California in 1927.  After his death, Effie returned to Washington where she died in 1943.

Older siblings of George E. Viles, Sr. (not pictured)

My great grandfather George married Grace Frances Wilson in 1929 in Los Angeles, California.  She passed away in 1996 and he followed her home in 2003.  Most of their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren remain near the Los Angeles area to this day.  If it wasn’t for the courage and determination of our ancestors, I doubt we would be here.

Me, Grace and George E Viles, My Brother (approx 1990)

George and Grace Viles 60th Anniversary

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Nov 04

New Old Pictures

My dad is going through his collection of slides and I wanted to share some old ones we scanned of the Cipko family from around the early 60′s.  My dad is nerdy one with the buzz cut.

Grandma, Chris, Gary, Mike, Mary, Margaret & Dorothy

Gary Cipko

Chris Cipko

Mary Cipko

Mike Cipko

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Oct 22

Great Grandparents found!

It has always been a challenge finding information on my grandfather John Cipko’s parents.  I have pictures of his father Mike and even some records I’ve found through Ancestry.com, but Mary has always been even more mysterious.  I had some information that they might be buried in Portage Indiana, so while we were in town, my dad and I made our way to the cemetery.  Calvary Cemetery is where all of our Walters relatives are buried in Portage, but it is a little odd for the Cipko’s to be buried there.   As far as I know, the last place they lived was in Gary, Indiana.  When we got to the cemetery, my dad went into the main building and asked if there was anyone by the name of Cipko or Matulis buried there.  They said there was no one by that name, so we proceeded to the Walters graves.  I was disappointed that I had heard wrong and wondered where they could be buried.  Maybe they had the spelling wrong?  Later that day, we met my dad’s cousin Kathy who has been working with others to document everyone buried in the cemetery.  To my surprise, she said that the Matulis grave was in the cemetery.  Someone had shown it to her once and she knew the general area it was in.  We returned to the cemetery and within minutes we found them at last!  The grave has been sinking over the years and we had to dig a few inches of earth away to see the engraved dates.  Just to the right of Mike and Mary was a child’s grave, Mary Ann Turza.  Grandpa’s sister Helen had the married name Turza, so now I have to find out more about Mary Ann.  Here is the evidence that we found them.  You can see from the photos how far the headstone has sunk.  If I make a trip back, I will have to remember to take some supplies to clean this up better.

Mike and Mary Matulis, Calvary Cemetery, Portage, IN

Mike Matulis

Mary Matulis

Mary Ann Turza headstone, Calvary Cemetery, Portage IN

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Oct 21

More Pictures from Aunt Alice’s Birthday

Walters Cousins with Aunt Alice

Aunt Alice

Hobart VFW - where we had the party

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Oct 20

Alice’s 90th Birthday- A Walter’s Family Reunion

Aunt Alice was surprised that we came out all the way from California.  It was great to finally meet that side of our family.   Instead of presents, there was a large donation of cat food and litter donated to the Humane Society in Hobart Indiana.

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Oct 20

Visit to Portage

We took plenty of pictures around Portage and of course at the party for Aunt Alice in Hobart, IN.  It will take me a while to add them all.

The old Portage Fire Station is right around the corner from the Calvary Cemetery in Portage.  Grandma’s brother Simon Walters was a fireman there.   Going past the cemetery, we turned on Mulberry and found the old land that grandma’s sister Anna’s house used to sit on.  The house is gone and it is now owned by the VFW on the corner.  The land resembles a park full of old trees and grass that stretches from Mulberry to the next street over.  It is the perfect time of year to see the leaves falling and if you look closely you can see the blue crocus flowers that bloom in the fall, remnants of Annie’s garden.

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