Category: Teachers
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Picking up where our story of John H. Callin left off, his wife, Amanda Walker, saw the world change drastically between her girlhood in the 1880s and her death during the Great Depression.
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The biography of John H. Callin has layers that shift in meaning, depending on how deeply you examine the records and artifacts he left behind.
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What makes a person “notable” may not make them famous, but finding something interesting to write about is often its own reward.
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A guided tour of the updates to Grandpa Bob’s WikiTree profile, with some of the stories that didn’t make it in.
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A simple system upgrade leads to a meditation on technological disruption, and consideration of ancestors who farmed, invented, and “improved” their way to our modern world.
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John H. Callin, a Union artillery soldier, left behind a book of poems “written in the Army” when he died in 1913. One hundred years later, his words were transcribed and published online for the world to see!
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The downfall of one turn-of-the-century American family Martin L Callin (1853 – 1889) was born in Weller Township, in Richland County, Ohio, and grew up working on farms near Olivesburgh. His father was a shoemaker, Thomas Jefferson Callin, a respected businessman well-known in the town of Mansfield. Martin was this Callin family’s oldest son, though…
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A lifetime of caring for the community Vicki Lee Callin was born on 21 April 1943 to Bob and Nancy (Witter) Callin. Bob was an airman in the Army Air Corps (note the “Hap Arnold” star on his shoulder) serving at Luke Field near Glendale, and Nancy and Vicki probably spent a lot of time…
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posted Friday, October 28, 2016 Note: if you care to revisit the original version of this post from 2016, you will note a few major changes: I removed the lists of Prof’s descendants for space. His children are linked from his WikiTree profile if you’d like to learn more about them. I added information about…
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Originally Published on 2/26/2015 I found it difficult to compose a story about Grandma Nancy. She was probably the most present of my grandparents but I haven’t quite isolated a narrative thread for her, yet. This is the patchwork story I chose to tell a decade ago, in actual snapshots. (Lightly edited to update links…
