Showing posts with label Masonic Lodge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Masonic Lodge. Show all posts

Thursday, July 12, 2018

September 15, 1922 - Rayson's sword

Rayson was a Mason, and in this letter, Edy offers to pack his sword with her family's belongings for the trip west. It's not known if he brought it to Ottawa for Edythe to pack, but the sword did make it to California. It was one of the items saved from the home of Warren Brown, son of Edythe and Rayson, after Warren's death.



Addressed to:
Mr. G. Rayson Brown.
1468 East 67th St.,
Chicago, 
Illinois.


Return address:
408 Marcy St.,
Ottawa, Ill.




Ottawa, Ill.,
Sept 15 - 1922.

Dearest Rayson:

Just a few lines this morning while I have a little time so that you will receive your Saturday letter as usual.



To me dear this has been a long week. Not long enough though with the work yet to be done and too long when I have to wait a whole week to see you.

I wanted to ask you yesterday dear, but it slipped my mind, whether or not you think Blanch would like my guitar? You said she could play one and so if you think she would like it she can have it. Or has she one already?



Last Saturday night I met Pearl Anderson-Kinzer and I told her I would give her my large vase, also some cups and saucers. She called yesterday and said she would come for them this Sunday afternoon. You will not mind if she is here for a little while will you dear? It is probably the last time I will see her for a while.

Today we are going to town to fix up the deed, coming home and pack the box and the other trunk. There is a great deal to be done here yet.



This is the last day of the Fair and tomorrow the old town will settle back again in the same old rut.

The Yost girls are leaving tonight at eight thirty. Evelyn is going to work until eight oclock and they're not going to take a berth. They will surely be tired when they get there.


Well dearest I haven't any news and no more space and so will close. With all my love and best wishes I remain, Yours Always,
Edythe.

P.S. - See you all Saturnday nite -



P.S. - I just happened to think dear about your sword. Do you want to bring it with you tomorrow and pack it in our box or will you need it until you come west? We will have plenty of room if you want to do that.
Lovingly,
Edythe.













For links to all the letters in this collection, go to https://ordinaryancestors.blogspot.com/p/edythe-and-rayson-love-letters.html where they are organized by date written.


Tuesday, June 19, 2018

July 23, 1922 ...is it a sin to wish one's self dead?

Addressed to:
Mr G. Rayson Brown.
1468. E. 67 St.
Chicago Illinois.


No return address.

Transcription:
Ottawa, Illinois
July 23 - 1922

My own dear Boy:-



I received your very dear letter saturday morning. and Rayson as I have told you so many times before, I am always glad to hear from you. and this is what I done after I finished reading it, I got out the writing material and sat right down and wrote a letter to Edythe and gave her a scolding for not writing more often to you. and then left my Saturday's work and got ready and took the letter to the post office so that it would go with the western mail in the evening. Yes my dear Boy I think like you that she could have written sooner and I hope every thing will be all right. Rayson I dont think there is any thing wrong or that she thinks any less of you for she wrote so nice about you in my letter. and she also acknowledged in the letter that she did wrong in going away and leaving me. Rayson my dear Boy aren't you going to write to my girl any more, dont you still care for her? I certainly would feel awful bad if anything would happen between you and Edythe, for I do think you both were intended for each other, and Rayson I dont think she neglected writing to you with any cause it was pure carelessness. I have never told you before but two letters is all I have had from her since they arrived in L.A.



Rayson I know but very little about your Lodge, only what you have told me, and it is interesting and I like to have you tell me all that you are allowed to, it certainly must be a very nice order.

You surely are a dear good Boy to work all day and then go and visit the sick and suffering in the evening, and I know God will reward you for your kindness and simpathy, he surely will.



It rained here last evening and this morning was beautiful. I would have gone to Church, but I knew if I did I would just sit and cry, for that is just how I feel today, just so sad and lonesome. Rayson is it a sin to wish one's self dead? for that is what I wish sometimes, and then all the sorrow and worry and trouble would be over. I have two sister's and a Brother here but they are not like your very own loved ones. Rayson my dear Boy when you hear from Edythe please let me know if every thing is all right for I wouldn't want it otherwise and now my dear Boy I will have to stop writing and get ready and take your letter down town so you will get it to-morrow. hoping to see you soon I will close with lots of love and very best wishes to my dear Boy. I am as ever and forever
Loveingly your Mother.

On an enclosed card:
Rayson when you come home I want you to come and stay here as you did the last time. I will stay up to welcome you. but I wont keep you up until morning as I did before. but I was so lonesome to see you I just coulnt help talking. Loveingly Mother.



Tucked into this envelope was a letter to Mother from Edythe dated July 22, 1922. Mother wouldn't have received it in time to mail it to Rayson with this letter, so it was tucked inside sometime later.

Los Angeles, Cal.
July 22 - 1922

Dear Mother:
Just received your letter this morning to Father and was so glad to hear from you. If we cannot sell the place we will rent it, you must come out here soon. We will none of us really feel settled until you are.

Father is busy and looks like he will be for a while and so Mother, I am coming back to help you. I called Mrs. Yost this afternoon and they are starting Monday night at seven thirty but I couldn't make her hear and so dont know by which road. I suppose the Rock Island though the same as they came.
And so I will see you soon Mother and can tell you all about the place. I must close now and write to Rayson, he will be overjoyed. Maybe we can all come out together. 



Well dear Mother I must close and help Vera get the supper. Will see you soon,
Most Lovingly,
Your Edythe.
P.S. Vera's traveling bag came today - Everything all O.K.

Note regarding Rayson's "Lodge". He was a Mason and, as he saved these letters, he also saved much, if not all, of his Masonic memorabilia. There is jewelry, an elaborate sword and belt, an apron, membership cards, and his 32 Degree certificate earned while in Chicago shortly before he and Edythe began dating. He continued his service in Los Angeles. Edythe's father, Charles Sisson, was also a Mason, and there are bits that belonged to him, too. It's a fascinating collection that I may share here in the future.



Tuesday, May 15, 2018

June 10, 1922 - Putting up tents and taking them down again

In this letter, once again on a card and in a prepaid envelope, Edy mentions enclosing the photos mentioned in the postcard. Unfortunately, the photos weren't still with the letter.
While transcribing these last few letters I keep imagining the experiences of driving and camping in those days. They were probably driving a Model T Ford. Many areas were just then getting the first paved roads. Automobile camping was a very new thing and here they were, in the middle of it. While she isn't enjoying the tedium of setting up and tearing down continually, Edy likely enjoyed the trip.



Addressed to:
Mr. G. Rayson Brown.
1468 E 67th St.,
Chicago, 
Illinois.

No return address.

Transcription:
Grand Island, Nebr.
June, 10 - 1922.

Dear Rayson:

This is a great country, all along the road the wild roses grow beautifully and also other wild flowers. We spent the night here and the wind was so strong it nearly blew us away.

I am enclosing the pictures we had taken in Columbus. They had a circus there yesterday. I think the pictures are fairly good considering.

This life is not what it is cracked up to be. We are forever putting up tents and then taking them down again. Will be glad when its over.

There was a special train went through here this morning and they had a steam calliope aboard. I was wondering if it could be they were Masons headed west.

Well dearest this isn't much of a letter but the best we can do. There isn't any news. Will write again soon.

With all my love I am as always,
Lovingly yours
Edythe.

Thursday, April 19, 2018

February 27, 1922 A letter with news and photograph request

This letter to Rayson from Edythe mentions Vera, Edythe's sister, and Vera's husband Billy. It seems that they were in Chicago at the same time Rayson was there and they all spent some time together. It also mentions the Masons. Rayson was a 32 degree Mason, known because he also kept all of his Masonic memorabilia. I mentioned before that he was a saver! There is also a bit of gossip in this letter and who can resist some gossip?







Addressed to:
G. Rayson Brown.
1468 East 67th St.,
Chicago,
Illinois.

From (on envelope back):
408 Marcy St.
Ottawa, Ill.

Transcription:

Ottawa Ill
2-27-1922

Dear Rayson:

The postman brought your letter Wednesday as I was ready to start for Dayton, and so I opened and read it going up on the train. Rayson your letters are wonderful, little did I imagine that Sunday just how you felt towards me. It seems impossible, because as I said before you allways seemed to choose Vera in preference to me. But in those days I was usually so quiet that I do not blame anyone for not bothering about me. However I was surely glad to see you that Sunday night and will always remember it. My old quietness left me and I felt as though we had talked together for years.

And so you were to Mabel's on Sunday. I did not know her personally but would like to have been there just the same. Her sister, Isabel is going quite steadily with George Moore. It is rather what we call a bad case. Isn't that it? He works for the express company also.

You must surely have some awfully good times in the Mason's. I wish I could be there to go along. If it were not for having to be back to work I should almost try and go with you Please go though and write and tell me all about it.

We have not heard on word from Vera & Billy since I was up there. Have they be sick, do you know? Or perhaps they are busy with the play the church is giving.

Everything is going well at the office at present, but there has been times when I thought I just could not stand it another day. While I am awfully tired of the place yet there is something about the express business that holds you. One just cannot seem to get away from it. I am waiting now for an answer from Father and then I will decide whether I stop working the first of April or not.

Rayson, Please do not think I am getting bold, but I really would like to have a photograph of yourself, even just a snap shot if you have one. Please send one if you can.

Vera has evidently been telling you about the tribe I have to work with. Well I will say that some of them try to make life as disagreeable for me as posilbe but I just consider the source and leave it go. After all Rayson it is only a difference in our religion and their belief, for theirs really is not what you would call religion, that causes them to act the way they do. They think we cannot see through them, while it is themselves who are too narrow minded to see. As you say they will all pay up for it sooner or later. I am glad I have some one who thinks of me and my little troubles even though you cannot be here to take my part. It helps a lot if one just has someone to tell all your troubles to.

Well Dear I am going to bring this to a close. I know it is not much of a letter but you have probably noticed by this time that I am not very good at writing letters. Also my writing is very poor, I am so used to writing with a pencil that I just cannot manage a pen anymore.

Write real soon and please spell my name any way you like best, just so I get your letters it will be all right with me.

Sincerely,
Edythe.

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Charles Herman Sisson 1868-1927

    “If I study hard, I can learn to make the plans and build a house so grand”, thought young Charles Sisson, as he passed one of the large framed homes along the road to school. The old log cabin that his family called home didn’t begin to compare. It was difficult sometimes, living in one of the worst homes in town. His classmates from the wealthier families, though they mostly tried to be polite, still seemed to look down their noses at the Sisson siblings. His father, like his father before him, was a farmer and seemed content with his lot in life. Charles, however, was determined to provide a different kind of life for his future family. Carpenters and joiners were the highest paid workers in the area. Buildings were popping up all over town as the population increased and the need for homes, schools, churches, and businesses increased along with it. Charles knew that if he could learn the trade, he would never struggle to provide for a family.

    The second child of Luther Sisson and Mary Jane Bassage, Charles was born in the summer of 1868 in Yates County, New York near Penn Yan. His brother, James, was two years older and then came his younger sisters, Dora and Emma. His father was born near there, too, and was part of a large family. It seemed there were cousins everywhere Charles turned. Some of his cousins planned on becoming farmers, like their fathers. Charles didn’t want to be a farmer and felt lucky to have the parents he was given. Luther and Mary encouraged all their children to follow their hearts. The children could farm if they wished, but they were encouraged to choose for themselves. “Education is the key to your dreams”, his father would say.

 A few of the many merit awards presented to Charles Sisson by his teachers in Yates County, NY.

    Charles worked very hard in school and regularly earned merit awards from his teachers. As soon as he was old enough he began to apprentice under an experienced carpenter. He diligently acquired the tools he would need to step out on his own while working every hour possible to learn the trade. Part of this time may have been in Michigan, where many members of his family eventually settled. By his early 20s, he had moved to Ottawa, Illinois where he found work building bridges. The city of Ottawa, at the confluence of the Fox and Illinois Rivers, is where he would realize his dreams of finding success.

Charles Herman Sisson. 
On the back it reads "Sunday, Nov 18th 1894"
photo from the collection of Charles & Edith Sisson

    Springtime in 1895 was a season Charles had anticipated all his life. Edith Amy Duffield, a young woman from Ottawa, had agreed to be his wife. It wasn’t long before their first child was expected, and Charles wrote to his family to share the exciting news. They welcomed daughter Vera in February of 1897 in their rented home at 408 Marcy Street. Edith quickly became pregnant again and daughter Edythe was born in December of the same year. Those two baby girls were Charles’ pride and joy. He wanted to give them the best of everything.

Vera and Edythe Sisson, daughters of Charles Sisson.

    While still working as a bridge builder, Charles saw that carpenters employed building homes were earning higher wages. He began to network and look for a new opportunity. He joined the United Brotherhood of Carpenters and Joiners of America Local Union #661 and became a member of the Masonic Lodge. Soon he was offered a job with Sinnott Brothers, a reputable contractor in Ottawa that was building homes and commercial buildings around the area. Charles took pride in his woodworking skills and the detail he added to the jobs. Homes built in that time period were heavy on elaborate trims, moldings, stairwells, and built-ins. Charles' work was in high demand. He quickly earned enough money to purchase the home he and Edith had been renting, as well as some other properties around town.

      Charles was proud that Vera and Edythe were spared his experience as a young boy growing up in poverty. His daughters were respectable young women in the community, wanting for nothing. And, as he became more experienced in the home-building field, Charles earned the respect of his peers and called on to apprentice other young men. He expected those he taught to work as hard as he had when learning the trade. He enjoyed passing on the skills that would provide a good living for the apprentices. Work was plentiful, his daughters were carefree and happy, and life was good in Ottawa, Illinois. But there was a place where life could be even better.

Union ribbon belonging to Charles Sisson.

    Los Angeles, California was exploding with growth in the early 1920s. Money, serious money, could be made there. Edith’s sister Mae had moved to Long Beach a few years earlier and written many letters describing the climate and beauty of the area. After a long Illinois winter, the warmth of southern California was like a beacon. Charles knew that he had only a few good years left before he’d have to retire and where better to do it than in sunny California? In 1922, when Charles was almost 53 years old, he and his daughters loaded up and headed for the land of sunshine and beaches. Edith stayed behind to pack up and sell their home on Marcy Street. Charles went to work.

Receipt for land purchase in Los Angeles, Charles Sisson.
    His first task in Los Angeles was to buy a lot where he could build a home for his family. While temporarily living in a hotel, he then went to work building the house. Though not as grand as the homes he was inspired by in his youth, he was putting his best effort into making it a solid home for his family. His youngest daughter drew a rough floor plan of the house and sent it to Edith in Ottawa. Letters exchanged were charged with excitement for this new chapter in their lives. Soon the house in Ottawa was sold, and it was time for Edith to join them. Charles was so busy, he couldn’t take time off to travel and help her, so daughter Edythe went back to Illinois to accompany her mother. He hustled to finish the house before their arrival.

Edythe Sisson drew this diagram of the house her father was building and sent it to her mother.

    The minute she hit California, Charles proudly led Edith on a tour of their new home. He surprised her in the kitchen with a handmade dining table. The large oak pedestal table filled the room. He had labored over it as a housewarming gift for his wife and she loved it. They quickly settled into life at their new address. The girls, now adults, were soon both married. Charles was busier than he’d ever imagined he would be. Business was booming. Outside of work, he joined the local Masonic Lodge and volunteered his time as a Mason and Shriner to help children’s charities whenever he could spare the time. He didn’t want any child to suffer because of poverty.

The dining table Charles Sisson made for his wife, converted to a coffee table as it's used today.

     Charles Sisson, from the time he was just a young boy, had worked tirelessly to pull himself up and out of the poverty he was born into. He plotted a course and stayed true to it, providing the kind of life for his children that he’d once only dreamed about. In 1926, Charles became a grandfather. The joy that he felt was replaced with grief when Edith died suddenly, just two months later. With his daughters married and his beloved wife gone, he felt terribly alone in the house he had built for his family. He died, broken-hearted, within a year of his wife’s passing. The dining table that Charles made for his wife remains in the family today, almost one hundred years after he crafted it with love. It is a cherished symbol of the man’s pride and determination to give a better life to his wife and children. 

Monday, September 11, 2017

Duffield/Sisson Postcards No. 44

Masonic Temple, Hammond, Ind.

This card is from a collection of postcards dated between 1908 and 1914 that was found in the Sierra Madre, California home of Warren Brown after his death in 2015. Warren’s mother, Edythe Grace (Sisson) Brown (1897-1978), was the daughter of Edith Amy Duffield (1864-1926) and Charles Herman Sisson (1868-1927). Charles and Edith were married in Ottawa, Illinois in 1895. They remained there until the early 1920s when they moved west to Los Angeles, California. Their collection of memorabilia was passed down to Warren, my husband’s cousin, and is now in my possession.

The Stiles family were neighbors and very close friends of the Sissons in Ottawa, but moved late in the summer of 1910 to Hammond, Indiana. George and Carrie Stiles had two sons; Milan Arthur "Art" Stiles was born in 1894 followed by Teddy Aussem William Stiles in 1897. The family had moved to Hammond because of son Ted's health and remained there for several years. This is a note from Ted to his "Auntie" Stiles in October, 1910.

A card featuring the Masonic Temple may have been chosen because of Mr. Sisson's association with the lodge in Ottawa. Teddy would have knowledge of Charles Sisson's affiliation and, perhaps, his own father was also a Mason. This temple was the first in Hammond, Indiana, and had been recently completed. 


Postmarked October 13, 1910 in Hammond, Indiana

Addressed to:
Mrs. Chas Sission
408 Marcy St.
Ottawa,.
Ill.

Dear Auntie
Am sitting
up now. Hope to
get to school. Nurse
went to night.
Hope you people
are well.
Ted.

P.S.
Write and tell
me when they get
another case of beer



Ted recovered eventually and went on to live a normal life and have a family of his own. Whatever the illness, it was serious enough to force the family to move and employ a private nurse. The reference to another case of beer is a mystery. I think it hinted at an inside joke and showed that even in his sickness, Ted Stiles maintained a sense of humor.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Duffield/Sisson Postcards No. 10





This is the tenth in a series of postcards from 1908-1914 discovered last year in the Sierra Madre, California home of Warren Brown after his death. The collection of memorabilia found was saved by Warren's grandparents and passed down. Warren was my husband’s cousin and we are the proud holders of the collection today.
Warren’s mother, Edythe Grace Sisson (1897-1978) was the daughter of Edith Amy Duffield (1864-1926) and Charles Herman Sisson (1868-1927).

Charles was the recipient of the postcard featured in this post.

Daniel Boone Monument - Frankfort, Kentucky.
Defaced by Relic Hunters


Above the monument there is some writing added, hard to read, but it looks like,
"Let me know if there is much _____"





Postmarked April 27, 1909 in Frankfort, KY

Addressed to:
Mr C.H. Sisson,
#408 Marcey St
Ottawa,
Ill's

Frankfort KY
c/o F.M.I (?)

4-27-09
Hello Old Boy
how are you? This leaves me fine
How is work up there by now?
your Friend
ET Thurmond

Now I had no idea who this ET Thurmond might be so a quick search on Ancestry.com gave me a bit more information:

Elmer Thomas Thurmond was born in KY in 1886 to Jefferson Davis Thurmond and Lydia Monroe Harrod. His father was an evangelical minister, but Elmer chose the profession of carpentry. Later in 1909 he is living in Joliet, Illinois and working as a carpenter. By 1921 he had married a local girl and started a family. Eventually, the young family headed south and settled in Miami, Florida.

Charles, twenty-two years older than E. T., would have indeed seemed an "old man". He was also a master carpenter and a member of the local Masonic Lodge. Charles was born and raised in New York before the family moved to Ottawa, Illinois. To my knowledge he never lived anywhere else, nor can I find evidence that E.T. Thurmond had ever lived in New York or Illinois prior to 1909. I cannot say for certain how these men knew one another, but the only common denominator I can find is the occupation. Perhaps young E.T. apprenticed with Charles or they could have met as Masons at some time. It does appear that Charles may have sent word back that there was, indeed, work to be found "up there" since E. T. came soon after and lived in Joliet for a number of years.




Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Duffield/Sisson Postcards No. 1

This is the first of a series of postcards from 1908-1914. They were discovered last year at the home of Warren Brown in Sierra Madre, California, following his death.

Warren's mother, Edythe Grace (Sisson) Brown, was the daughter of Charles Herman Sisson (1868-1927) and Edith Amy Duffield (1864-1926) of Ottawa, Illinois. Charles and Edith made a big move to Los Angeles, California in the early 1920s along with their daughters Edythe and Vera. Warren's parents, Edythe and Rayson Brown, had lived in Warren's home for several years before they passed. After Warren's death, I traveled with my brother-in-law to Sierra Madre to help sort out the estate.

We found a massive amount of memorabilia that we believe was saved by Warren's mother, Edythe. There were photos, letters, trinkets, and a stack of postcards bound together with twine. Eventually I'll share it all, but I'll start with the postcards. I tried to sort them in order by date as best I could. Some of the cards were not actually mailed, so there is no postmark. Some are plain with no writing at all. I'll start with the ones that have a legible date, either written or postmarked, and post them here in order. This is the earliest.


Masonic Temple, Chicago, Illinois

Mailed from Chicago, Ill on 6 Mar 1908
to
Mrs Charles Sisson
408 Marcy St
Ottawa, Ill


Postmarked 6 March 1908 in Chicago

The Sisson and Duffield families lived in Ottawa, LaSalle County, Illinois for many years. We know that Charles was a Mason, so he may have been visiting Chicago for a meeting or something and sent this to his wife. Of course, that's just a guess, since the sender is not named. Perhaps as I go through these cards I'll begin to recognize handwriting and make a more solid assumption.