This article was written by my aunt Lad before her death. She wrote two, one about he mother and one about her father. They give a fantastic background for my mother and her family.
by Lad Roemer
My mom was born March 30th, 1881 in West Albany Township, south of Lake City, Minnesota.
She married Frank Carl Krause in July, 1903.
They had 10 children:
Name Born Died
Wilbur August Oct 21st, 1904 at 9 years of spinal meningitis
Hazel Lenora March 23rd, 1906 March, 1995
Delbert August Louis Oct 21st, 1907 August 1977 Stub
Frances Caroline Lucia Nov 30th, 1909 March 2009 Fran
Mildred Leona Sep.17th 1911 June 1999 Mil
Doris Whilhelmina Henrietta Jul 15th 1913 Nov 9th 1989 Dud
John Edward June 18th 1915 July 1978 Hunce
Catherine Luella Dec 27th 1917 June 1978 Toots
Adelaide Margaret Sep 30th 1919 2006 Laddie
Leona Marie Dec 4th 1921 March 2007 Babe
They all lived on a farm south of Lake City where I was born, and lived there until I was 12 years old.
My mom worked very hard. We had no indoor plumbing. We carried water from a pump outside, down a hill from the house. She cooked on a wood stove and heated the flat iron on it for ironing and baked all the bread in the huge oven.
She made all the soap we used for laundry and dishes from hog fat and lewis lye. She scrubbed clothes on a washboard. The kids all had to help with the household chores and also helped pa milk the cows, feed the animals, etc.
Some of us worked in the fields driving horses on the binder, plow, drag, making hay, etc.
My mom had a big garden of which she was very proud. Besides all the vegetables she grew she raised strawberries, raspberries and fhubarb. I always remember the pretty hollyhocks growing along the fence. We had a large orchard with apple and plum trees. She canned enough fruits and vegetables to last all winter. When company came they always gat a tour of the garden.
Since we had no radio or television, we made our own entertainment. Mom and dad played board games with us, mostly checkers and dominoes. They also taught us how to play cards. We played euchre, 500, rummy, hearts, old maid and we played poker. Mostly 5 card stud with poker chips.
My mom was an excellent seamstress. She could make something out of nothing. We wore a lot of hand-me-downs, but always altered to fit and look like new. We never had a coat that was store-bought. She would use a mans old overcoat, rip it apart and using the wrong side of the material make a pretty and warm coat for us. Occasionally she would buy a piece of material to make us a special dress. Babe’s and mine was usually made just alike. She made warm quilts, did crocheting and made the greatest hooked rugs from a gunny sack and strips of wool material.
Mom was always the disciplinarian. She would threaten to tell pa but he never scolded us anyway, except for one exception. He would not tolerate when Catherine swore, and she was good at it. Toots, Babe and I got into lots of fights and it didn’t matter who started it or whose fault it was, the three of us got our behinds spanked. Then brother Del would stand there saying “Tee, hee, good for you.”
Mom had a good sense of humor and loved a good joke. She taught us many songs, even some German songs that I still remember. Anytime we were cutting up beans or shelling peas for canning we would sing. She also played the harmonica. They had house parties with friends and neighbors and she would calll the square dances. Mom and pop could dance a mean waltz and fox trot. They taught us kids to dance at an early age. They took us along to house parties. When we got tired we would lay on a bed, some times 7 or 8 of us on one bed and sleep until they woke us up to go home.
My mom was the youngest of all her sisters. They were the old-fashioned ones, wearing dresses with high necks, long sleeves and skirts to the floor. My mom got real stylish and made her dresses comfortable and short.
My mom had long, dark brown hair which she wore in a bouffant in front and up in a roll in the back. Many times us kids would brush her hair for hours. (Anyway it seemed like it.) Later when home perms came out and with some influence from he daughters she decided to get a haircut and perm. My dad didn’t like the idea, so he told her if she got a haircut he was going to shave off his mustache. Well, mom got her hair cut and perm and looked real nice but when dad shaved off his mustache he looked so – o – o – o funny.
Years later when Al and I were dating we would go to visit them on Pepin Hill. It would be late and they would be in bed, but they would sit up in bed and share a six pack of beer with us.
My mom was 38 years old when I was born and I always thought I had the oldest mom around. Thats when I was a kid. I’ve changed my mind.
She died on Friday, March 13th, 1942 of uterine cancer.