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August 6, 2014 Exploring Genealogy As The Acorn Falls by SherryWilson Lutes email.'genealogyfirst@gmail, com This week's 52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy prompt is on grandparents' house. I always loved to come up to Julian to my grandparents' house. My cousin lived next door so we spent a lot of time together. My grandparents house was a cozy place to be. There were trees to climb, lots of space to run and run. ALWAYS food to eat. Now I live in that house, although it has been remodeled it is still grandma and grandpa's house. Our name was always spelled that way I have come many people who were adamant about the spelling of their name. "We always spelled our name that way." This is narrow minded thinking. Literacy is a new thing. Not so many years ago the majority of the people were illiterate. Many people could not spell so when they were asked their last name the person writing it down spelled it the way they thought it was suppose to be. Many times it was spelled phonically. Then when a person learned to write their name they may have used a previous written document. As you do your research be open to different spellings of your name. Next week - The FAN club 52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy (Each week I will be giving you a prompt that will invite you to record memories and insights about your own life for future descendants (52 weeks of Personal Genealogy). Write down your memories on your computer, in your journal or start a new journal.) Week 31: Grandparents' House. Describe your grandparents' house. Was it big or small? How long did they live there? If you do not know this information, feel free to describe the house of another family member you remember from your childhood. Last Week - Week 30: Employment. Describe your first job. What did you do? Were you saving for something in particular, or just tryin. to make a living? Did that first job provide skills and make an impact on your life today? Taken from "52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and Family History" by Amy Coffin. Amy's blog is located at The first written mention of ice cream in this country can be found in a letter from the 1700s, which admiringly describes the ice cream and strawberry dessert a Maryland governor served at a dinner party. They Eat Apples, Don't They "Fried deer ears!" I yell out the window. The deer pause, look at one another, then the doe on the left flicks one of the aforementioned threatened ears and twitches her tail. You could swear she was hiding a smile. The fawn watches Mommy and tries to copy her. Flop, flick, flop, hasn't got it yet but the brat is clearly learning. The rotten animals know it isn't hunting season. What it is, is that time of year, the season of ripening apples and pears. Outside the fence the deer compete with the horses and it's not exactly a fair competition since the horses are much taller and they like the fruit, too. Haiduc especially adores pears and apples and will stand with his neck straight up and mouth open waiting for one to fall. Haiduc isn't the brightest bulb in the horse chandelier but we spell things out to spare his feelings: D-U-M-B. Inside the fence the deer have free range at the green apple tree Mother bought from Bud Ffirmer more than a few years ago. The deer get sore necks, too, and probably strain a few haunch muscles, standing on their hind legs and stre-e-ethching up to grab yet one more apple. When they can't get apples they eat the leaves. CalFire should pay them, or at least pay ME on their behalf, for fire hazard abatement but the top brass doesn't seem to understand how easy it would be to put a line item for "deer-driven fire hazard abatement" in the budget. Outside the fence standing on their hind legs doesn't get the deer much advantage as the horses do the same thing. Some people pay big bucks in Vienna to see the Spanish Riding Academy Lipizzans performing the levade; The Boys put on a show doing the same thing for free. All you need is an apple or pear tree. Sometimes I wonder if a stick with an apple on a string .... and charge admission... The deer confer and look back at me again. I can read their decry little minds. "Hee, hee. It's not hunting season and we know you wouldn't dare shoot at us." Don't push it, deer. by Michele Harvey As I Remember Since I've lived here in and near Julian for over 30 years, and since I've made a point of getting to know people, I've been friendly with some of the older families of Julian. This town is so full of friendly people, it's easy getting acquainted with many of them. When I first moved to Julian, I moved next door to Teddy and Florine Plueger. Teddy was the oldest of three brothers. Gary was the next oldest and Chris was the youngest. While Teddy and Florine lived on Third Street, Teddy's parents, along with Gary and Chris lived close to town. At one time, Teddy and Florine had a son, Tim. In the late 70s or early 1980s Tim, his wife and young daughter moved to Texas where they ran a grocery business. Tim died young of a heart attack. His footprints, set when he was 4 years old, are still on the concrete front porch that his dad poured at their house on Third Street. This is the house I lived in when I moved to Julian in the mid-1980s. Our house had a granite stone fireplace in the living room that had silver paint sprayed on some of the stones. Talking to Florine one day I found out that when she was a young bride, she got bored with the appearance of the fireplace and sprayed random stones with her solver spray paint. I sure have had some interesting conversations in this small town. Ted and Florine delivered the San Diego Union newspaper locally for, I think, over 35 years. I remember several times that they tried to get other people to take the route over, but no one had the tenacity to deliver every day in all kinds of weather. Back then, we really did have all kinds of weather. We got torrential summer rains that came down so hard, a driver had to pull over and stop until the storm passed because for those ten or 15 minutes we couldn't see to drive. Winter brought heavy snows. Snow was actually heavy here because it was wet. We didn't seem to get the dry snows that people ski on at ski resorts. Florine once told me that Caltrans snowplow drivers helped her by plowing the streets on her delivery route before they plowed the other streets off the highways. This is one thing that happens when we live in a small town and we are friendly with our neighbors. One thing that fascinated me about Teddy was that he owned one of the very first satellite dishes in Julian. Knowing him slightly, you might have thought that he was an old farmer who used his television to watch the weather reports. If you thought that, you would have been very wrong. Teddy used the reception he got from his satellite dish to keep track of stock reports. Wall Street stock reports, not cattie reports. He was very good at it and made a lot of money by paying attention, though you wouldn't have known it by looking at him. He was down to earth, always casually dressed and never acted like he knew more than anyone else. For many years the Plueger family owned our local hardware store, having sold it in the 1970s. I didn't live here yet, but knowing the family, I'm sure it was a very friendly place to shop. My fondest memory of Ted Plueger senior was during one of the years that I volunteered for the Triangle Club to bring Santa to the Town Hall. That year'we included a musical program upstairs that included our local hand bell choir which back then was headed by Donna Cook. I asked Ted senior to sing because I heard he had a wonderful voice. He accepted and sang 2 songs that brought genuine tears to many of us that evening. First, he sang "Oh Christmas Tree" with the original words in German, and then he led us all in a heart wrenching sing along of "America the Beautiful". We heard lots of good music that evening, but for me, none was as memorable as those 2 songs. Those songs, sung by an: $1derly man, were surprisingly touching. Lots of people surprise me in Julian. The Slaughter family was one of the first who I met in Julian. Turk Slaughter and his wife Skeet ( those are such great names) owned The Julian Cider Mill. Their son Fred worked with them while his wife Susan worked at The Julian Drug Store for Herb and Jody Skolnick. In recent years, Fred and Susan have more or less faded from Main Street prominence. Their daughter Sandy runs the Cider Mill and daughter Stacy runs Wynola Flats produce stand. Turk was a very friendly man and his wife Skeet was not only friendly, but her smile was very contagious. I was told that she once owned a beauty parlor on Main Street. Turk had a brother Ralph, whose property is quite a ways out Farmer Road. When I first got involved with Jess Martin Park, we got our decomposed granite for the baseball infields from Ralph Slaughter's property. Ralph didn't have a reputation for being overtly friendly, but that's okay. He helped us build the baseball fields that are still being used today. Turk and Skeet Slaughter lived in downtown Julian. Turk unknowingly gave me my first real fright from living in the back country. One early evening I smelled an electrical fire. I couldn't tell where it was coming from and it scared the daylights out of me. Asking one of my near neighbors, she told me that Turk Slaughter liked to recycle copper wire. Before he sold it, he melted the rubber coating off by burning it in a burn barrel. He and Skeet lived near my house and apparently the breeze brought that acrid odor directly through my property. The Slaughter family is still very much in evidence in Julian. Though Turk, Skeet and Ralph are gone, our town still has 3 generations of Slaughters who are friendly people who can tell you more of Julian's history than I can. Be friendly. Talk with them. And talk with your other Julian neighbors. These are my thoughts. Because Mary Jane Fell continued from page 3 one arm, that was a challenge. His disability never stopped him from getting a job done. The Webbs left deep tracks all over the southwest. That is why two new generations of men also named Sam Webb were standing on that old road above Viejas, thinking that they would not be there, or anywhere, if Mary Jane Miller had not fallen just there, in 1872, by pure happenstance. When you trip up in life, it is not necessarily a bad thing. There is said to be a portrait of Sam as Speaker in the Arizona Legislature from the 1880s. Mary died in San Diego in 1941 with a good long life to remember. Sam the Fourth has visited our Julian Historical Society to share the research done by Louise Webb and by himself. There is a Sam 5, and a Sam 6 as well, so it is unlikely the prodigal Sam 1 will be forgotten. The Webb road through Cuyamaca is now largely Samuel F. Webb covered by route 79, except for a shortcut down the mountain around Viejas Valley on the north. There, the embankments are high, the slope steep, the track plain to see. The Webb road down Banner Canyon lies mostly north of the creek, easily visible near Wynola Road and even better just upstream of the Banner Queen Gallery and Trading Post. There is a photo of the toll house Continued on page II The Julian News 5 2112 4th Street (619) 246-8585 CAUFORNIA~" WOMEN, INFANTS & CHILDREN Groceries. Fresh Produce Sundries Beer Wine Liquor Dry Cleaning Lotto. 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