Earning a Living 2024 52 Ancestors in a Year

Earning a living in agriculture has always been tough, sometimes mostly just subsistence life.  Many of my ancestors were involved in Agriculture. There were farmers who left Missouri to travel the Oregon Trail to find more land in Oregon to farm, ancestors who farmed as well as having a meat market, and there were homesteading ancestors too.  

My father, Don Shaffner, was raised on a ranch in Beaverhead County, Montana.  His father was a homesteader but earned a living by working on a telegrapher for railroad.  During the dirty ’30’s, my grandfather had to move his family & rent a farm near Dillon but he always had a job on the Union Pacific Railroad to keep food on the table.  When he couldn’t pay the rent on the land, the family moved back to the dryland farm.  Dad can remember him arriving at the farm after a day of working in town, and the car would barely slow down but Grandpa would have his foot out the door ready to leap out and begin work on the farm.  But he did what he had to do to earn a living.

Dad always wanted to ranch.  His older brother stayed home during World War II to help their father on the ranch.   Dad joined the National Guard during college to provide extra money.  His unit was activated during World War II.   During military service, Dad returned home for a visit and realized that he wouldn’t be able to ranch with his dad and brother.  But the G.I. Bill would provide an education to become a veterinarian.  And still remain in agriculture in his beloved Beaverhead County.

Don Shaffner 

looking over his ranch and cows

After practicing veterinary medicine in Beaverhead county for over 10 years, he was able to purchase a ranch from his brother.  It wasn’t large but he had achieved a goal, buying Hereford cows and a brand; he was in business.  Thus his spare time from the veterinary hospital was spent working cattle; his love.  With the ranch he involved his wife and his daughters.  His daughters learned the value of hard work, love of the land and agriculture.  

Trailing the cattle to summer pasture

Learning earning a living!  

Memories of Mom-Helen Shaffner

On the 22nd anniversary (1 July 2001) of Mom’s death (Helen Lloyd Shaffner), I am reflecting on the impact her life made on me, as well as her family and friends.

Mom grew up in Waitsburg, Washington.  Her ancestors were pioneers in Walla Walla County after traversing the Oregon Trail in 1845 and 1854.  Helen graduated from Waitsburg High School and learned to play the piano as she grew up.  After graduating she attended Washington State College in Pullman, Washington where she met Dad, Don Shaffner, who was from Dillon, Montana.   Don was a veterinary student.  Don & Helen married in 14 July 1946.

While Mom grew up in an ag community as her Dad had a farm as well as a meat market; Dillon, Montana was totally different agriculture and life.  She attended her first Labor Day rodeo event in Dillon in 1946.  She was astounded at the life of a cowboy and rancher as well as the watering holes (bars) on Main Street.

Labor Day 1946

Dillon, Montana

Mom married a veterinarian, yet she had allergies to all animals, was scared of horses and really didn’t like cats or dogs all that much!  Her fear of horses came from an incident with a runaway horse on her Dad’s farm when she was a teenager.  Falling off and breaking her back was probably the source of her fear.

Mom handled her fears and allergies as she learned the veterinary life.  When the Veterinary Hospital needed a bookkeeper, Mom began a new role.  When Dad bought the ranch, she learned another type of life, ranching.  She often had to hold my sister’s & my horse while we saddled and rode off from the ranch buildings to help Dad, either trail cattle or whatever task he had for us.  Mom would watch us ride off and then drive back to the house in town.   She handled her fear (not always concealed well) but she did it.  It had to be hard to watch her daughters ride off by themselves to go check cattle in an area known as the Rocky Hills which was also home to rattlesnakes.  The one fear she never conquered was driving the road to the ranch when muddy.  She might stop on the hill and breathe while those following her attempted to stop, but she did it.

I think Mom may have gotten on a horse a maximum of 3 times after she married Dad in 1946.

This is a rare picture of Mom on a horse.  A fear she never really got over.  But she did it!

Gail Kuntz, Helen Shaffner, Don Shaffner

Mom’s great love was music.  She played the piano and the organ as well as taught piano.  She  accompanied soloists and played for weddings & funerals in Dillon in many different venues and churches.  Helen was the organist for 40+ years at the Dillon Presbyterian Church.

I remember when Mom was able to purchase a piano for her home, she was so happy!

Helen playing the organ and accompanying a soloist.

Mom was also known for food.  She often took a dish to a family who had a death, or bazaars, hosting a party, hauled meals to the ranch or wherever we might be trailing cattle.   Here would came Mom loaded with everything one might need to feed a crew.  Helen often packed saddle bag lunches for the crew which to this day are legendary.  The lunch might be ready at 3 AM when we left the house, but the hard boiled eggs were peeled, salt & pepper was included too.

The lunch she provided on Monday after the parade on Labor Day weekend was and is still legendary!  Mom was efficient and organized and fed at the very least a rough estimate of 30-50 people.  

Helen baked & frosted the cake.

Picture was taken at the ranch

Sewing was another of Mom’s talents.  She remade coats to fit her daughters along with shirts, skirts and dresses.  She loved to quilt. I often wonder how she did it all.

Cathedral Window Quilt

Don & Helen Shaffner

Mother definitely made an impact on my life, my sister's life as well as so many others.  She was mentor, teacher and through out her life conquered a fear or two.  A remarkable life she led!  It is hard to believe she has been gone for 22 years.  I think of her often and when faced with a problem, I ask myself; "What would Mom do?"

 

#9 Gone too Soon 52 Ancestors in a Year

My grandfather, George Marvin Lloyd, was my mother’s father.  He was also known as “Pinky” or Marvin as his father was George Martin Lloyd.

Pinky on his horse

Marvin was born on 21 June 1896 in Walla Walla County, Washington.  After attending school in Waitsburg, Washington, he attended classes at Washington State College in Pullman, Washington. He continued his education with a business college course in Portland, Oregon and  returned to Waitsburg working at First National Bank as bookkeeper.  He married Mary Caroline (Calla) Summers on 15 August 1918.  They lived in Waitsburg with Pinky entering the family business “Lloyd Meat Market” eventually becoming the owner when his father died in 1925.  

1918

  

Another newspaper article told about George M. Lloyd's purchase of the new All-Crop Allis Chalmers harvester in 1913, cutting and threshing 5 acres of barley just west of town, belonging to O. M. Conover.  This was the first grain threshed in this locality this season.

(The Times, Waitsburg, Washington, Pioneer Portraits, Seventy-Five Years ago, July 11, 1913;  4 July 2012)

While touring the Fort Walla Walla Museum in Walla Walla, Washington, I had a chance visit with a docent who know George M. Lloyd & told me about his missing fingers.  The Docent, a friend of the Lloyd family, knew that the Indian women would make him gloves to fit his hand with the missing fingers. (The Lloyd's had a relationship with the Indians for many years as they camped on the Touchet River on their farm)   In 1915, George lost his fingers as the result of his hand being caught in the knives of the sausage machine at his father’s meat market.  Sadly, I don’t believe his gloves were passed down in the family history collection

Lloyd's (Lloyd’s Meat Market) is one of the oldest firms in Waitsburg, having been established in 1889.  Besides a retail meat business the firm engages in the buying and selling of livestock.  Last year "Pinky" bought about $50,000 worth of livestock and poultry in this community, and these figures are increasing each year as our farmers realize the value of diversified farming.  He has his own slaughter house and also his own ice plant.  The crystal ice machine recently installed is almost unique in a community of this size and insures Waitsburg an ice supply free from bubbles, opaque spots and impurities. (Newspaper clipping in 1929)

Another newspaper clipping told of how George Marvin planted grass to improve the land.  He used Smooth Broome Grass & English rye grass to create a better sheep pasture as well as stop erosion. Pinky has 75 ewes that he considered “My Breed” due to the crossing & double crossing of sheep breeds in his flocks.  He did introduce two newer hybrids developed in Idaho to his flock.  Several young people took his lambs to show at fairs.  His son took lambs to the Junior livestock Show in Spokane in 1946.

Spokane Junior Livestock Show 1946

George Marvin Lloyd Jr. & Richard Archer

But at the show in 1946....

RAGEDY STRIKES YOUNG SHOWMAN - A tragic note was struck in the junior livestock show yesterday when the father of one of the young showmen was fatally stricken with a heart attack in the Stillman Hotel.  George M. Lloyd, 50, Waitsburg farmer, who brought his young son, George Jr., 11, and young Richard Archer, also of Waitburg, here to display stock at the show, was found dead by the boys shortly after 6 in the morning.  The Spokesman-Review yesterday carried a picture of young George and the Archer boy displaying one of their animals.  Besides George, Mr. Lloyd is survived by his widow and two daughters at Waitsburg.  The body is at Ball & Dodd's.  The lambs which young Lloyd was to show will be exhibited by friends when the class is judged today.  He has returned to his home in Waitsburg. (Spokane, Washington,Spokesman Review, 12 May 1946, page 10, column 4, Spokane, Washington)

Gone Too Soon

George Marvin (Pinky) Lloyd

I learned a lot about my grandfather through newspaper articles as he died in 8 May 1946, a few weeks before my parents, Helen Lloyd & Don Shaffner were married on 14 July 1946.  The wedding had been planned and Mom said it difficult but they had to go through with it.

My grandfather, George M. Lloyd, was someone I would have loved to have known.  The newspaper articles indicate that he was industrious as well as trying new things. I am sure he knew lots of his family history too.

2023 #3 Out of Place 52 Ancestors in a Year

2023 #3  Out of Place   52 Ancestors in a Year

This was a difficult idea for a topic.  At some point it seemed like many of mine or Leroy’s ancestors were "Out of Place".  Moving to America from Russia was certainly "Out of Place".  Traveling across the Oregon Trail was “Out of Place”.  But there was a Lloyd “Out of Place” in Montana,

This is a very "Out of Place" for a member of this family.   Most were engaged in agriculture, primarily farming in Walla Walla County and eastern Washington.  William Ray Lloyd lived a different life than his parents and brothers & sisters.  He was a gambler and a cowboy.

William (aka Tony) Ray Lloyd was the third child of Albert Gallatin Lloyd & Lois Jasper.  Tony was born in Walla Walla County on 10 June 1861.  

In the 1900 U.S. Federal census, Tony is located in Fort Benton, Montana on the 27th of June.  He was single.  He was a boarder and the head of his household was a saloon keeper.  Tony’s occupation was a gambler. I presume he lived in a hotel or above the saloon.   In reviewing the census, Fort Benton was definitely a town in the “Wild West”.   There were several occupations of salon keeper and gamblers and people listed as boarders.  Tony was apparently living in a neighborhood of “ill repute” as the neighbor was a “whore house keeper” and her girls were listed as boarders.

I suspect that Tony followed the Mullin Road to Fort Benton.  The Mullin Road was connected Fort Benton, Montana which was the last point of steamboat travel on the Missouri River; to Fort Walla Walla near the Columbia River.  Fort Benton began as a fur trading post.  The discovery of gold in Montana and Idaho created a boom town of outlaws, merchants, madams and others seeking their fortune.  There were also trails into Canada.  

Maybe Tony left his life as a gambler, and returned to th life of a cowboy.  He was definitely “Out of Place” on the wide open prairie of Montana.

Takes His Own Life: 

 W. R. Lloyd Stabs Himself Fatally on the Prairie Near Hays

 Milk River Valley News, 1 March 1905

Malta, Montana

Word was brought to this city the middle of last week that a dead man was found one mile west of Hays, some forty odd miles south of here, and that the body was found on the old Mission road to Chinook, with two large gashes on each side of the throat, while an ordinary pocket knife was lying by the side of the corpse, plainly telling how the deed had been accomplished.  In the absence of the county corner, Justice of the Peace G. W. Vennum, left for the scene and by driving all night reached the place of suicide early Sunday morning.  The body was found by John Cochrane, while he was hunting cattle and the authorities were at once notified.  At the inquest several witnesses were examined and the body was identified as that of W. R. Lloyd, better known as "Toney", who had been engaged in doing some contract work at Zortman for Harry Kellar, and who was supposed to be on his way from Zortman to Forgart's ranch in the Bear paw mountains, where he had secured employment as a ranch hand.  Lloyd was 44 years of age and well known in and around the Little Rockies where had lived for some time.  His folks were located at Waitsburg, Wash., and two brothers arrived yesterday evening to take the body home with them for burial.  The coroner's jury composed of W. H. Granger, Jay T. Rhoads and Ernest Whetstone, all of Havre, brought in a verdict that the deceased came to his death by his own hand.  The body was brought to Harlem and will be shipped from here to Washington for burial.

TONY LLOYD FOUND DEAD - 

March 3, 1905

newspaper clipping from the "Waitsburg Times

Mr. and Mrs. A. G. Lloyd received word Sunday that their son William R. Lloyd better known as Tony Lloyd had been found dead on the prairie about 40 miles from Harlem, Mont., on Saturday, Feb. 25.  He was found by a stage driver and had probably been dead three or four days.  Two jagged gashes in the neck indicated the cause of death while nearby was a dull pocket knife with blood which would indicate that Tony had met with foul play or had committed suicide.  No particulars have been received but the family do not believe it is suicide.  Wesley Lloyd left for Harlem Monday and will return with the body, arriving here Friday afternoon.  The funeral will take place from the farm home near this city, probably Saturday afternoon.  William R. Lloyd was 43 years of age and unmarried.

Funeral Notice 

The originals are in the Lloyd family collection

Tony's headstone at the City Cemetery in Waitsburg, Washington

Tony's headstone also has the name of his brother who died in 1891

 

2023 #2 Favorite Photo

2023 #2 Favorite Photo

A picture of pioneers

The picture of Albert Gallatin Lloyd and Lois H. Jasper is one of my favorites.  The background is perfect  for this couple.  Albert came west via the Oregon Trail in 1845 when he was 8 years old.  Lois traveled came across the Oregon Trail in 1854 when she was 12 years old.   They are my great great grandparents.

They married in 1858 when Albert Gallatin (A.G.)  was 21 and Lois, was 16 in Benton County, Oregon.  Their first son, John Calvin was born the next year.  Soon after his birth, they moved to Waitsburg, Walla Walla County, Washington and took up a homestead.  

A. G. & Lois were successful farmers in Waitsburg, Washington.  They were the parents of 11 children, with twins dying near birth.  The family had a long history in Walla Walla County and were among the first settlers in that area.  

A. G. died in 1915 and Lois died in 1930.  They celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary in May of 1908.

I wonder if this picture was taken in 1908

I think the setting for the picture is very unique.   I don't believe I have seen anything similar.  Notice the ground cover!  

Because it is a favorite picture, I used MyHeritage colorization effect.  

It is definitely a favorite photo!

What do you think?

 

2023 #1 I'd Like to Meet

My great grandmother, Elizabeth Deborah Fletcher, is one of my ancestors that I would love to meet.  

Lizzie as she was known, as born 4 July 1858 in Covington, Tioga County, Pennsylvania.  Her parents were  John Fletcher and Deborah Theresa Ramsdell.  She was the youngest of their 6 children.

My first question would be to ask Lizzie where she met John Martin Shaffner.

John Martin Shaffner, my great grandfather  was from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.  Which is 2 hours  and 20 minutes south of Covington or about 138 miles.

Lizzie married John Martin Shaffner on 16 September 1880  in Whitesville, Allegany County, New York.   Lizzie was 22 when she married and John, who was 25.

Why did they choose Whitesville, New York to get married? 

Whitesville, New York is about 1 hour and 10 minutes or 51.5 miles from Covington, Pennsylvania.

(Google maps provided the distance & time)

John & Lizzie's marriage certificate

The original certificate has a spot for pictures but didn't contain pictures

A company in Billings digitized the original certificate & added the pictures.

The original certificate (1880) is very large and very fragile.

The certificate was in John Fanoit Shaffner's family collection.

This is the only picture of John Martin Shaffner in the collection, but he was in a group photo.  The company was able to extract his picture from the group photo,

John & Lizzie had 6 children.  Their first child Willard Fletcher, was in July 1881,  Ettie Viola born in 1883,  Lida Lorene in 1885, John Fanoit (my grandfather) in 1887, Bert Lawrence in 1889 and the 6th baby, Walter Ruskin was born in 7 September 1899.

Lizzie died 17 November 1899.  The death certificate listed her cause of death as kidney trouble and that she was ill for 2 weeks.  Elizabeth Deborah Fletcher was 41 years old.  Her 6th child, Walter Ruskin was 2 months old.

The death information from the John Fanoit Shaffner Collection.

The Funeral notice in the Harrisburg, Pennsylvania paper

Lizzie was buried in the plot with her father in law.  The location of grave was finally located when I visited the East Harrisburg Cemetery.  She does not have a headstone.  

My grandfather, John Fanoit Shaffner,  was 12 years old when his mother died.  His collection of family history, including stories he wrote about his life does not include very much information about his mother.  There are a couple of pictures, the death information
and the wedding certificate.  There was no information about his mother’s family.  

I hope further research will answer some of the questions.

 

Memories 78 years later of a Veteran

 I had my day planned until I opened a tote of family memorabilia.  Apparently  the angels(thanks Dad & Donnee) have been tapping me on the shoulder again.  It is the only explanation today that found me opening this tote.  Nor did I intend to spend the day looking & reading all that was in it! It was a tote box that I have been wanting to sort, but certainly didn't anticipate that it would include all these treasures.  The tote contained ALL the letters my uncle, Walter F. Shaffer, sent home to his parents during World War II.  There was papers, letters and information I have never seen before.  Because my grandfather was a telegrapher for the railroad and used carbon paper; he liked carbon copies of EVERY document and he kept every document concerning the death of his son, Walter F. Shaffner.  Walter died 1 October 1944 in the battle at Peleliu Island, Palou Islands.  There are notice of his death from the Marines, letters of condolences from the Marines, a letter of condolence from Representative Mike Mansfield, railroad bill of lading of his personal effects, telegrams that his parents sent to his brothers, Don & Dean and letters from soldiers who served with Walter.  There is correspondence with the military concerning his insurance, headstone, letters from the funeral home in Dillon, letters to/from the military concerning his last pay.  There were touching letters from fellow soldiers that he had served with.  I haven't had time to go through the letters he wrote home.  (and I may need help with that project!)  

1st Lt. Walter F. Shaffner

(1917-1944)

26 years old

The telegram sent to Walter's parents informing them of his death.

Walter's parents: John & Della Kurtz Shaffner

One envelope contained  a letter from a Marine who was a friend of Walter's.  The letter was written on 24 December 1944 stating that he was sending a picture of his grave and the cemetery.  The picture of the cemetery was there but no picture of his grave.  I am sure that picture was saved, although I don't remember any picture labeled with the information that it was Walter's grave.  (I am sure the angels will direct me to it)

Walter's body was brought to Dillon, Montana for a burial on 12 October 1948.  

The Cemetery

The envelope states "photo of Walter's cemetery"

There is no name of the cemetery or location

President Franklin D. Roosevelt

In Grateful Memory

Walter F. Shaffner received a Purple Heart

America must never forget your sacrifice!