Funny, I probably met Ted somewhere along the line, but have no recollection of it--which probably would have been true on his part, too. We were both present at the Golden Wedding in 1960, and Ted outlived my own dad, so it's possible he was at dad's funeral. Still, memorializing him and his sibs here makes me feel like we're keeping them alive, doesn't it?
This is the "Ted" who accompanied Math to Europe in 1914. My slim memories are of a dapper man in a suit and fedora. I think of him as the brother who tried farming for a few years, but who chose to work for the railroad instead. When he married Rosalia Dehler in about 1920, they moved to Minneapolis, and made their lives there.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
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