Tagged: Clarence Hagenbuch

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A Box Full of Goodies, Part 2

Readers may notice that Andrew and I attempt to write meaningful articles. It would be easy to scan a few photos or letters, describe them, and leave it at that. Instead, we strive to...

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Connecting Cousins and Classmates

Genealogical research comes in all types of packages. Wherever information is found about someone, this can become a resource. One of the rarely used resources are school records and yearbooks. Several months ago, my...

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The Grandfather They Never Knew

Recently, there have been several articles written about Hiram Hagenbuch (b. 1847, d. 1897). Dying as he did, at age 50 due to typhoid fever, there has been little information to pass on to...

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Ellen Hagenbuch: Photographer

My Aunt Ellen died last February, 2018. The article Last of Their Generation described her life as a lover of family, flowers, and photography. After her death, her niece and nephew (my first cousins),...

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Home Remedies

Recently my father, Mark Hagenbuch, handed me a recipe book once owned by Bessie Mae (Robbins) Sechler (b. 1888, d. 1973). It was previously in the possession of Harold Sechler (b. 1923), who is...

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New Year’s “Back in the Day”

New Year’s Day is celebrated in many ways. In our family on the Montour County farm, it was a day of traditional foods: pork and sauerkraut accompanied by fresh baked bread smothered in butter...

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Treat or Treat

A usual statement out of my mouth every other week is, “I have to start an article.” And, I continue by telling my wife Linda what I’m going to write about for my next...

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1937 Picnic Photo Redux

In January 2015, an article about the wonderful photo taken at Knoebels Grove of the Oak Grove Church Sunday School picnic was featured. We can only imagine what it was like to have that...