Luella M. Dillon

Luella M. Dillon, wife of William Dillon, was born on this day January 14, 1865 in Morton, Illinois. She might be one of the lesser known relatives on the tree but to me she is of great importance. William Dillon was the seventh child born to John and Mary Dillon of Mongaup Valley, New York. William worked with his elder brother John J. Dillon, owner and editor of the Rural New Yorker agriculture magazine in New York City. William married Luella later in life and they adopted one daughter named Clare. William was successful with his career and established a home for his family in Westchester County, NY. Not much is known about Luella and her life before marriage to William except for that she was born in Illinois and her father was from Ireland and mother was from Illinois. This picture of Luella is from a US passport application that she and William applied for in the spring of 1922 for a trip to Europe. She became widowed in 1930. I discovered a ship manifest for September 1935 when Luella and Clare made a voyage to Sweden. In the future I will research her maiden name and I would like to know what happened to Luella and her daughter after 1935.

Beatrice & George Neumann

Twins Beatrice and George Neumann were born on this day January 13, 1911, in New York City to Alfred and Anita Neumann. Several years ago I had a chance to travel to San Diego, California and meet Celia Sanbrano, granddaughter of Beatrice. She showed me a rather old and tiny photograph of two small children sitting on the bottom step of an apartment building in New York City. The photo had seen better days. Celia let me take it home back to New York and I did my magic with photo retouching and brought it back to life. You can clearly see a pacifier on a string around one of the childrens neck.
Most of the Neumann family moved to California in the 30's - 40's, for reasons I don't know at this time. Beatrice married and became a mother and grandmother and passed away in 2002. George was in the US Army and married and moved to Maine. He passed away in 1979. I don't know if he has any living descendents.
Happy birthday in heaven Beatrice & George. You are gone but not forgotten.

Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there's some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

This poem makes me think of my ancestors in the thick of winter on a long journey. I close my eyes and see John J Dillon as a young man taking time to rest during a long trip and taking in the moment. He is leaning against the cold bark of a tall hemlock while reflecting on the days events. Perhaps he is on a journey to fight for the rights of dairy farmers. He looks beyond the dark horizon and remembers his father and mother, makes a prayer and says "But I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep..."

Gerard "Jerry" Kreiter

Gerard "Jerry" Kreiter

July 26, 1927 - January 11, 1987

I was the first born grandchild and I was named after my grandfather Gerard Krieter, but everyone called him Jerry. I called him "Popeye". Popeye was the center of our world. Twenty-two years ago a heart attack cut short his life and our lives forever changed.