Monday, September 1, 2014

The Springfield Fair


Don Hamilton's team pulls at an earlier Springfield Fair 
Horse pulls are still a featured attraction at the Springfield Fair

Horse pulls, tractor pulls, livestock exhibits....an agricultural fair tradition that has been a part of Maine's history since 1818 (two years prior to Maine's statehood!) with the opening of the Skowhegan State Fair, the oldest continuous-running fair in the United States.   I remember going to the Skowhegan State Fair as a young girl.  I loved the tilta whirl type rides and a ride that would go in one direction, slow down and then go in the opposite direction....neither ride left the ground!  However, it is the Springfield Fair that continues to surface through the pages of my family history.


Fair season in Maine runs from July to early October.  During this time there are over 20 agricultural, county and country fairs scattered around the state.  The Springfield Fair, the second oldest fair in Maine, began it's tradition in 1850.  In 1900 Springfield boasted a population of 532 which is slightly greater than it's 409 population as of the 2010 census.  Undoubtedly, the fair was a highlight and a major event for the small community.  (Note of interest:  the Fryeburg Fair is Maine's largest agricultural fair and attracts more than 300,000 visitors each October!)

My dad's oldest living sister, Eunice met her future husband, Ward, at the Springville Fair.  And it was at the Springville Fair that my grandmother, Dora, was introduced to her biological father, Alvra Butters, for the first time.  Dora was a mother of seven children and about 43 years old at the time.  She was at the Sprinfield fair with her three then youngest children; Leta, Lois and Jesse Jr.   Grandma Maybelle was also at the fair.  Maybelle brought a complete stranger over to Dora and said "Dora, I'd like you to meet your father."  Dora was later introduced to her two half-sisters; Cora and Laura, who were running a hot dog stand at the fair.  Cora and Laura were the children of Alvra and Maybelle's sister, Eva, who died (perhaps in childbirth) while the girls were still very young.  Alvra and Laura are pictured below.


My dad, Jesse Jr., remembers going to the Springfield Fair almost every year of his early youth.  It was an exciting time and one they all looked forward to since it was about the only diversion they had from the normal routine of life.   He did not, however, enjoy the 20 mile trip from Prentiss to Sprinfield as he would get carsick every time!  He remembers they would have animals that they would show and there was a big stand with the back of the stand up against the road where everyone would gather to watch the events.  He would ride the merry-go-round and the ferris wheel.  He wasn't too keen of the ferris wheel since it would give him a funny feeling when it was at the top and would start it's decent.  There always seemed to be a big crowd.  Jesse Jr. doesn't remember going to the fair after they moved to St. Albans so his carefree fair memories were all made by the age of ten.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

A Lasting Legacy of Love

Celebrating 40th or 45th Anniversary



50th Anniversary; 1967
Back row left to right:  Leta, Haley, Clint, Jesse Jr.
Front row left to right:  Dora holding picture of Shirley & Jesse Sr., Lois, Eunice












60th Anniversary; 1977
Back row left to right:  Leta, Haley, Clint, Jesse Jr.
Front row left to right:  Eunice, Jesse Sr. & Dora, Shirley, Lois




My grandfather, Jesse Albion Merrill Sr., passed away just two months shy of their 66th Wedding Anniversary.  I remember attending their 60th anniversary party at the St. Alban's Grange.  I don't think I had ever been to the Grange before this.  I don't remember much about it other than being there.  I would have only been 7 years old.  My grandmother is wearing the necklace and earrings that she willed to me.  I love this bottom picture of both of them.  This is how I picture them when I think about them both.

Jesse Albion Merrill Jr. with wife of 45 years, Lucinda Maurine Reidhead Merrill
The year of their Golden Anniversary would have been 1967 so my father, Jesse Albion Merrill, Jr., was not yet married.  It's strange to think my grandparents could have celebrated 50 years of marriage before their son had even celebrated one!  Thankfully, he did find his bride two years later and in May of this year they celebrated their 45th Anniversary!

Scott William Pace with Elnora Naoma Merrill Pace--22 years and counting!
My husband and I just celebrated our 22nd Anniversary!  It is a rare occasion today for a couple to be able to celebrate 50+ years of marriage!  I am so very grateful my grandparents set the example and I look forward to following in their footsteps.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Alda?

possible childhood picture of Alda...Jesse A. Merrill Sr. sister...below are possible photographs of Alda and husband Seward E. Worcester?  Alda was supposedly his second wife after first wife died???  I just found these on heirloomsreunited.blogspot.com...they came from an early 1900s photo album of Alda's....Jesse A. Merrill Sr.'s picture in the Geo. H. Barnes Photo. mat was on here as well.  If this is Alda she looks like quite a character and I would be excited to claim her!  So fun to see old pictures with character!

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Jesse Albion Merrill Sr.

by Elnora Merrill Pace



Jesse Albion Merrill in 1900 (5 years old or turning 5 depending on month of picture)
Jesse A. Merrill with big brother, Lester in 1901

Jesse Albion Merrill was born December 15, 1895 in Mars Hill, Maine to Albion Franklin and Margaret Emmaline Palmer Merrill.  He was their fourth child.  His other siblings were Sadie, Lester, Alwilda ("Alda"), and Esma ("Essie").

As far as we know Albion Franklin's only occupation was to work in the woods.  He moved his family around the state of Maine quite frequently.  Because of the frequent moves, Jesse Albion only completed the 5th grade.

Jesse Albion's occupation as a farmer must have curbed any wandering desires he might have inherited from his father since once he settled in St. Albans he remained there until his death on March 5, 1983 at the age of 87.

NOTE:  When I was trying to do some research on Prentiss, I came across the 1900 picture.  It was labeled "Alwilda Rae (Merrill) Worcester of Prentiss, Maine."  It is not of Alwilda but is of Jesse Albion.  Alwilda was one of his sisters.  We have the same picture in our collection but without the matt and our photo had a big splatter on his head.   I can't find any information on "Geo. H. Barnes Photography".

Friday, January 25, 2013

The Early Years

By Elnora Merrill Pace


Dora & Jesse on their wedding day, May 7, 1917 

My grandparents, Jesse Albion Merrill and Dora Agnes Chubbuck Butters, were married while WWI was still in process.  L.L. Bean opened it's doors that same year.  The women of Maine were fighting for suffrage and making progress.  It was a time of change and a time of uncertainty but also a time of progress.

My grandmother was only 17 at the time of their marriage.  My grandfather was four years her senior.  They were born almost 100 miles apart (Carroll--next to Springfield and Mars Hill respectively) but because of family moves they both ended up in Prentiss, Maine (also next to Springfield).  Living in the same small town they were undoubtedly aware of each other and Jesse at some point asked Dora to a dance.  As far as we know, that was their one and only date.  It must have been love at first sight since it didn't take more than that for them to be ready to join their lives together.  (For an idea of the size of the town, in 2000 there were only 214 people!)

My grandmother was the oldest child of Maybelle Chubbuck and the illegitimate daughter of Alvra Butters.  Maybelle had gone to Springfield (or Drew?) to take care of her sister who was sick.  Her sister did not get better and died.  Maybelle stayed to take care of the little girls; Laura and Cora.  It was at this time that she got pregnant with Dora.  When Maybelle's mother found out that she was pregnant, she took Maybelle away to Carrol and Alvra Butters wasn't informed of the pregnancy.  Dora didn't meet her biological father until she was about 43 years old.  She was at the Springfield State Fair with her children Leta, Lois, and Jesse. Her mother brought a stranger to her and said "Dora, I'd like you to meet your father."  Alvra said "If I had known, I would have done the right thing."  He then took Dora to meet her

half-sisters, Laura and Cora, who were running a hot dog stand.  Maybelle was only 17 when she gave birth to Dora.  She had a boy, Harris, a year after Dora was born, and then married Harris' father, Fred Glidden, a year after that in 1902.   Maybelle had a total of 19 children but six did not survive to adulthood.  Her last child was a stillborn baby girl and arrived the same night that Dora gave birth to her fifth child, Leta.  Maybelle was 42 years old.  

Dora had been sent to Deluth, MI when she was about 4 years old to live with her Aunt Effie.  She was then brought home at about the age of 11 to help tend her half brothers and sisters.  Her mother's response on seeing her daughter after the seven year separation was "You haven't grown a bit!" Dora was a good worker, though, so I'm sure she was a big help, despite her small size.  Dora did not care for her step father and for good reason.  Fred Glidden, who was 1/4-1/2 Indian, had a problem with alcohol.  He also tried, unsuccessfully, to molest his step-daughter.



So, when the opportunity for marriage presented itself early in life, it is understandable why she was ready.  After Dora and Jesse were married by the Justice of the Peace at his home, they returned to live with Jesse's parents, Albion Franklin and Margaret Palmer Merrill,  until Jesse was able to build a house of their own.  This house that they referred to as the "little place" was home for the birth of most of their 8 children.  Their youngest child, Shirley, was the only one to be born in a hospital.  It is possible that their eldest two daughters, Elnora and Eunice, were born while the newlyweds were still living with Jesse's parents.  (The children of Jesse and Dora are Elnora, Eunice, Haley, Clint, Leta, Lois, Jesse, and Shirley.)

Jesse worked in the woods mostly but he also built a barn and had a few cows.  When Jesse Jr. was about 4 1/2 years old, Jesse Sr. purchased a larger home the "Jess McLaughlin place" for his family with a larger barn.   They would separate the cream and Dora would make butter.  Jesse would then go once a week to Vanceboro on the Canadian border to peddle his wares of butter, buttermilk, eggs etc.  He had a pickup truck at this point with a storage box built on the back to hold his products.

The "Jess McLaughlin place" was in sight of the "little place" and Jesse's parents lived between the two homes so family was always close by.

My father, Jesse A. Merrill Jr.,  has two memories of life while living at "the little place".  He vividly remembers someone coming to dehorn the cows and can just remember seeing a lot of blood.  His other memory was when he was just a little guy between the ages of 2 and 4.  He was outside and his older brother's old red rooster attacked him.  Fortunately his Uncle Richard (Dora's half brother) was walking by on his way to visit his mother and came to young Jesse's rescue.  (Richard had the same problem with alcohol as his father and several of his brothers and later died in a tragic car crash as a result.)

Lois and Eunice shared a few other memories that they had while they lived at the "Jess place".  Their brother, Clint, always wanted to know if it was true that a bumblebee couldn't sting twice.  He would grab a bumblebee and hold it in his hand and let it sting him with the intent to keep holding it to see if it would sting a second time.  The problem with his experiment was his inability to hold onto it after the initial sting!

The barn had a tall beam at the top with no support.  The kids were not supposed to climb up on the beam but Clint and the girls would climb up to walk along it.  One time Clint dared the girls to jump off.  Leta did.  Her knees buckled into her stomach.  She felt so sick and went to bed but nobody dared tell Grandma what had happened!

A teacher that they had at this time was very strict with lots of rules.  The children's name for her was "Ms. Knock-'m-Stiff.  Clint got the strap several times.  She would hit the kids if they had to go to the bathroom.  One time she hit a little girl across her legs when she didn't know her sounds.  The poor little girl had memorized the sounds in order but she wasn't able to say them out of order.

This same teacher also had a "band".  She made red capes and hats for them to wear using oatmeal lids.  They would play along with the Sousa march.  Clint played the drums.  Leta played the bells.  Haley played the tambourine and Lois played the shingles but eventually graduated to the sticks.

They would also put on 3 act plays and sell homemade ice cream afterwards.  One year they were able to buy shades for all the windows of the schoolhouse with their proceeds.

Dora was only able to complete the 8th grade since her help was needed at home.  The majority of her children received the same level of education since the high school was six miles away and they had no transportation available.  However, Eunice would walk 2 1/2 miles to catch a ride to high school.  But then, her junior year her ride quit.  The superintendent  came and asked her is she would come back to school if he could find her a place to board and work.  Eunice agreed if he would let her make up the 1/2 year she missed.  She went on to graduate as the salutatorian of her class!

Jesse and Dora's youngest two children, Jesse Jr. and Shirley, were also able to attend high school (but in Hartland) and they too graduated as the salutatorians of their classes!

They remember it being so cold that there would be frost on the bed sheets and even when there was a roaring fire in the fireplace, a pot of water right next to it would freeze!

Leta got to a point where she was "too old" to play with her little brother but Lois still wanted to so she would drag Jr. around.  One time they went sliding on the crust.  She put Jr. on the sled, belly down, spread his legs apart and knelt between his legs.  The crust didn't hold and the sled went down and she landed on top of him and bloodied his nose.  She would also drag Jr. to go skiing with her.

Jesse Jr. turned 10 on October 27, 1944 and on November 1 the Merrill family moved to St. Albans, Maine (close to Pittsfield on the above map)and purchased the Almon Avery farm.  At this point they had 16-18 cows but the herd was expanded once a new barn was built.  The milk was now sold to a creamery and the trips to Vanceboro were discontinued.  Jesse and Dora would remain at their St. Albans home until their death.  Jesse Jr. took over the family business and continued to farm long after his parents "retired".


Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Grandparents


This is a picture of my grandmother, Dora A. Merrill, with her granddaughter and my cousin, Darla Cottrell, in the farmhouse kitchen. The year was 1968 so this was when my grandmother was 68 years old and was two years before I arrived. It seems like grandparents are getting younger and younger these days so it's fun seeing a picture of a grandmother that fits the mental image of what a grandmother should look like!

I love seeing pictures of my childhood home. It went through so many transformations. The chair next to my grandmother seems very familiar. I think they took them with them to their trailer and were their kitchen table chairs? Love seeing the piles on the counter--guess I know where I get it from! However, the piles look like newspapers, which do not interest me at all! (Seems like I remember piles of newspapers in their trailer as well so this was probably a long established habit.)

I will be taking my kids to see grandparents this weekend. My father is now 75 and my mother is 64. They will have the opportunity of doing the same thing with my youngest, Annaka, as she is wanting to stand and walk everywhere now as well. I'll have to remember to snap a picture!

Friday, April 30, 2010

Self-Sufficient

Written by Elnora Merrill Pace.



Growing up on a farm had many benefits. One benefit for sure was we pretty much made, grew or raised what we needed to survive. We had a HUGE garden. I remember having rows assigned to us kids to weed. I also remember shelling peas, the lettuce with the yellow dressing, and Elena eating fresh tomato sandwiches. One time we even had a moose come down into our garden. This was the only time we saw a famous Maine moose up close and personal! Seeing Grandpa in the garden with this little pan brings back the memories!

My mom would can vegetables every summer and then they would be kept in the cellar to be used throughout the winter. I hated being sent to the cellar to bring up vegetables. The cellar had a mud floor with wooden planks on the ground, lots of spider webs (and therefore, probably lots of spiders!) and a little light bulb in the middle of the room that you had to turn on by pulling the attached chain. Although this provided ideal storage for vegetables, it also provided a great backdrop for an overactive imagination!

Besides the vegetables from the garden, we had eggs from the chickens, milk from the cows, meat from the chickens and the cows and my mom always made homemade bread for us every week. Sometimes we even had honey from having our own bees. (This picture of my grandparents was labeled 1957 and it appears that my grandfather is in a bee suit so apparently, my father learned how to work with bees from his father.) We didn't have fresh fruit although my father tried several times. He would put nets over the fruit trees but the birds still seemed to find a way. Before my time, my grandmother used to even make her own butter as well.

We didn't make our own ice cream but we were customers of the Schwann's ice cream truck and ice cream drumsticks, large containers of mint chocolate chip ice cream and chicken patties were frequently the purchases selected.

I'm sure we had to make trips to the grocery store from time to time but they had to be a lot less frequent than my weekly and often biweekly trips now! Those were the good old days!!!