The same year as Tolkien, and (less interestingly) a hundred years before myself. At least your lives overlapped for a little while. One of my grandfathers died before I was born, the other died when I was twelve and is the man I admire the most in my life.
My dad and grandmother were born in 1889 and 1892. Grandpa lived to 1981 and 1987 respectively. Grandpa and grandma married at Silver City New Mexico in 1915. Grandpa had 19 brothers and sisters. His mother died when he was 21 from blood poisoning after giving birth to her 13th child a son. Grandma had 3 sisters and her father was the chief engineer at the Silver city copper and silver mine. Grandpa was a stable hand and farrier at the mine. He had left him at age 10 with his oldest brother and sister. Anyway, grandma and her sisters were college educated and became teachers, grandpa had a 4th gra?de education as he quit school when he and his siblings ran away. I’m not sure what happened but they remained childless until 1939 when my dad was born. Grandpa would have been 50 and grandma 47. Dad was their only child and from 1939 onwards they stayed married but lives separately during the school year. Grandpa and grandma owned our families cattle, sheep and horse ranch. Grandpa raised my dad until school started in 1st grade, dad then lived with grandma. Both grandparents kept everything. For example, in our horse barn there are buckets of used nails dating back to the mid 1860’s. Grandpa never threw a nail or screw away. Grandma never threw away paper, rubber bands, etc. It’s hard to understand that my grandparents went from horse and buggy to man landing on the moon and the space shuttle missions!
My great grandfather was born in 1893 in Germany and passed away at the age of 78 when he was hit by a car. He fought in WWI for the Kaiser and worked as a banker during WWII until he got fired for not joining the Nazi party. He raised his own kids as well as his daughter’s kids. He even babysat me and taught me how to speak German while he would visit the the USA for extended periods.
Born in a cave to have a digital watch on his wrist and hearing aids later in life. This man had seen a lot of change and progress; I wish the video was longer.
My great grandmother was born in 1916 and was also a school teacher. She taught English in upstate New York from the late 1930s until the 1980s when she retired. She taught in a one room schoolhouse with all the grades in the same room and despite being a woman back then, she graduated from college and got a degree. She was an absolutely lovely woman with a heart of gold. She passed at 92 with her eldest son by her side. I just wanted to share in her memory. She was a brilliant, funny woman and I miss her dearly.
One of my grandmothers was born in 1916 and she passed in 2010 at age 94 when I was 31 years old. She was an amazing lady. My grandpa- her husband- was born in 1906. He passed when I was 7 years old at age 80.
His face when he said his mama was a good cook, my heart ❤. He was very articulate and was so sharp for his age. This is a priceless treasure. Collecting first hand accounts of history, not just life changing events, but the normal day to day, average moments is so important for future humans. Don’t repeat our mistakes! So interesting!
I could listen to this gentleman all day! There's no one left from that generation. These stories are priceless. Thank you for sharing this one. My grandmother was born in 1899 and lived to 102! She had a master's degree and taught high school English for 50 years. She didn't talk much about days gone by. She focusing on living each day and planning for the future. She was as "with it" to the very end as this dear man here. I really wish now, that I had asked her a lot more about growing up during that era. I do know she was eleven before she saw a car for the first time and spoke Pennsylvania Dutch!
Same, my G grandmother who lived to be 108 used to tell us stories. My fav was how her family came to be in Missouri from the E coast. She came on a long journey as a small child in a wagon to a place called Cuba Mo. Her grandfather came ahead to establish a homestead here, she lived her whole life in that town as did one of her daughters. The homestead remained in our family till 2004 when my 2nd cousins auctioned it off, the city of Cuba wound up with it, bulldozed everything and built a war monument on the home site. Very sad but at least I have my memories of the big family " doins " that took place there.
My great grandfather was on the orphan trains. He found one of his brothers. They came over to Ellis Island and both his parents died. He did carve out a life for himself, he became a water boy in the Civil War at 14 yrs old, and my grandmother lived until 3 weeks shy of her 100th birthday. She would have me stay with her and would tell me many stories. Folks were more hearty back then it seems. They bore up under much adversity with dignity!
@@richardroy6179 It was hard for them, but they understood life a lot differently than we do today. Not much was “ready made.” People had more life/ survival skills. We have become a side and spoiled nation.
@@graceanneful Indeed, I'm 66 and am comfortable with that. My biggest regret was not learning more from the old folks. My Grandfather rarely had much to say.
My Great GrandMa Died 1970 she was 88 years of Age . Her folks Move to Astora oregon In a Covered wagon they call a Prairie Schooner She was 2 years old . She married at 15 yrs old . A boy who was 19 that fought in the Spanish American War .
My two grandmothers were born in 1879 and 1891. One was born at home, the other in a hospital. Both went to college. One passed away in 1950. Was a postmaster and justice of the peace. The other lived to 1982. Imagine reading of the first powered flight in 1903, and less than 70 years later, walking on the moon.
I cleaned out some boxes from my grandmas house last year and she gave me one that was filled with bowls and plates covered in newspaper so I unwrapped them and looked at the paper and it was from jackson Tennessee in the 60s saying we just landed on the moon lol so I framed it and gave it to my brother to hang in his airplane hanger lol
@@michaelkuhn3690I was here to write this comment. Like I get it. I use to think we landed on the moon too. Until I became an adult and did my own research. We never even came close to landing on the moon
@@Merkuleez24 Ive got newspaper articles my dad saved from the 60s about sending mice and monkeys into space. Cant help but laugh when looking back at what is called history.
@@neverettebrakensiek8771 it was a competition between us and Russia and China kind of. We had to win. Not only did we not have the technology we didn’t have the resources. It was a hoax for world dominance. Just like we’re being played today politically.
He seemed like a very nice man. Decent, honest,hardworking. He learned but mostly in the "hard knocks" school. My Dad was that way. I guess he has crossed the river now,the one we all cross one day.
My grandmother was born in 1896 as well, but in London, England. She passed in 1990, and I have a video of her somewhere talking about what it was like to come to Toronto as a war bride and what "Hog Town" was like back then. Unfortunately it is on a Beta cassette, and I need to get it digitized sometime. It was a different life she led, but interesting to see the differences between then and now in a big city. I always have found it amazing to think that when these people were born, no man had flown and electricity wasn't a thing, most of Europe was ruled by kings and Emperors, and Europe ruled over most of the world. But when my grandmother died at least, man had gone to the moon, we had early PCs, and any kings and queens left were constitutional monarchs. Such historic times they lived through.
My paternal grandfather was born in Kearney, New Jersey in 1893. He joined the Navy in 1911 and was aboard the battleship USS Florida in 1914 when we occupied Vera Cruz, Mexico. He remarried to my grandmother, who was much younger, and he died at 59 when my dad was a toddler. I was born in 1973.
My Father was born in 1898.HIs Mother, widowed, re-married a man who beat his sons so badly that my Father ran away and lived in the woods, about age 8, with an old American Indian. My Father was wise and gentle, kind of philosophical, kind of quiet and I think that was because he was basically raised by an old Indian.(I'm 79 now)
Heartbreaking to hear of an 8 year old running away from such horrible abuse. I bet he missed his mother. 😢 But it's nice to hear someone took care of him. ❤
My greatgrandfather ran away from home because because he saw his father and a henchman skin an indian alive for stealing cattle. That was 1900s brazil, no law whatsover.
I grew up not too far from that area. Living in caves was pretty normal for poor folks. My ancestors were loggers and that was a common story among them.
This Gentleman is delightful. Bless his heart. I wish I had interviewed my Grandmother on video while we had our long talks, I forget so much of what she told me about her growing up. She was born in 1900, in the shadow of several Texas hero's and lawmen.
It is so great to see these preserved. My maternal great grandparents (my grandfathers parents) both grew up on farms and born at home. My great-grandfather is from the same generation as this man as he was born in 1898 and my great-grandmother born 1904. My great-grandfather's father was a horse racer and farmer. He had a small farm with pigs, milking cows, horses, chickens and a store for crops among other outbuildings. In 1898 the same year my great-grandfather was born, a school was opened on part of my 2nd great-grandfathers land that he gave away so the school could be built. I never knew my great-grandparents as they died in the 1970s before I was born. One day I posted a photo of my great-grandfather on Facebook and got lots of messages from people who knew him when they were children and they told me interesting stories of him so after reading those, it makes me wish I could have known him, as well as finding out that my 2nd great-grandfather was a prize winning horse racer in the late 1800s and helped fund the school that was built on his land.
I loved to see your comment coming from our younger generation! I wish I had taken the time to talk a lot more with my grandmother about what her world was like growing up. She was born in 1899 and lived to 102. The world has changed so much over these past 125 years! Some good things, yes. But I'm not sure the stress in life is easier, just different challenges.
My great grandmother born in 1892 lived till i was 19 in 1979 , she' german and i asked about the old days all the time, the thing that makes me smile still is she wore ordinary granny clothes but underneath she still had the corsets that i tugged tight ❤🤭
@baltzarbonbeck3559 she actually met my first daughter and for just a little while we had 5 generations alive at the same time, I still have the photo from the local newspaper, it only happens if you all have children young 🙋♀️
I knew a gentleman that was born in 1901 . Hands down the most down to earth interesting human being I have ever met . It was my pleasure to sit and listen for hours to this man unwind his incredible life . He told me about being Pattons supply Seargeant over in France and how he ran the local mens pleasure house . He would swap uniforms with officers and get there jeeps for a few hours while they went to the pleasure house . The fence was lined with barbwire and on the inside they had broken glass all over the ground to keep the soldiers in line outside . He still had bad memories of these young men climbing over that fence to there death just to be with a woman for 10 minutes ! We talked about his time as a show manager in New York . How he managed comics and ventriloquists . He also set up his own speak easy in his basement . Through these 2 ventures , he did business with the mob without being associated with them . They had a mutual respect (long story) . He just did it all . Never married or had kids . He told me that was not only his biggest regret in life , but his ONLY regret . He was a wealth of knowledge and wisdom , but that really stuck with me !
What a handsome healthy man at 92. Clear mind. The people born in 1996 will barely live to that age; those that do won’t be doing so well. God bless us.
A congressman without an education! Well, he was intelligent and self-motivated to learn what he needed. Listening to him, you can trace some of the reasons behind government policies we have today. Good intentions, but didn't always work out as intended. My own paternal grandfather only had a 6th grade education, but he, too, was intelligent and worked hard. But it was his own fault for being expelled from school. Grampa was born in 1906, so in roughly the same era as this congressman. Grampa grew up on a farm in Michigan, and attended the one room school house. Back then, teachers only had to pass the 8th grade to be eligible to teach in these one room school houses. Most teachers were girls, and they only taught until they married. Some districts had strict rules about that. They wouldn't hire married women as teachers, and I've got another story about that. But this one is about my Grampa. He was in 5th grade when the teacher retired, probably to get married. The new teacher was an 8th grade graduate. She took over the classroom when Grampa was in 6th grade, and he had two older brothers in the school, a 7th grader and an 8th grader. Those Fleury boys had either been friends with the new teacher when she was a school classmate, or they had tormented her when she was a classmate. Think "putting her pigtails in the ink well." Even if she had been regarded as a friend to the older boy, all that changed when she became the teacher in charge of discipline. One day the Fleury boys decided they weren't going to take it any more. They were tall boys, already almost 6 feet tall at that age. And they were big, strong farm boys. So they picked this teacher up and set her on the bookshelf! It was at least 8 feet or taller, maybe 12 feet, but they climbed up on the library ladder to get her up there, and then they took the ladder with them as they ran off to play hooky. Some of the other kids had to run to the closest farm to get help to get the teacher off the bookshelf. And that afternoon my great-grandpa got a visit from the school board to inform him that his boys were expelled. Not suspended, expelled. Never allowed near the school again. So the boys had to go to work to earn their keep from then on. And they all did. They even enlisted during WWII, even though they were past the age for the draft. If you search RUclips for "Champion Father of the US Army" you'll see the 13 children Grampa had when he went off to join the service. He and Grandma had 2 more when he came home. Back to teachers not being allowed to be married, one of my high school teachers started her career in that time. She must have taught for 50 years before she retired, because she was still teaching long after I was out of school. She told us that she had been teaching for a good number of years before she married, and really needed to continue working, because her husband didn't earn enough to establish a household for them. She had been living in the boarding house for teachers in the little city, and the house mother was a bit of a suffragette. She didn't think it was right to forbid married women to teach. So she helped my teacher avoid trouble from the school board by inviting her to come to the boarding house after work each day, and then she would sneak the young bride out the back door. In the morning, it was reversed. She was at the back door to let the young bride in, and then all the teachers would exit the front door to go to work. They had to do that because someone from the school board, or someone they hired, actually spied on the boarding house to see which teachers were going there and which ones were going to their own homes. Back then teachers had a moral clause in their contracts, too. They didn't have to practice any religion, but they were given time off with pay if they went to Wednesday night Bible School or another religious prayer group on a different night of the week, as some of them prayed on Fridays. Otherwise they were expected to be available to attend school board meetings, tutor students, or be involved in community activities. And distracts didn't provide a pension, but they required teaches to set aside half their pay in a retirement fund at a local bank. That's how it was done in those days before social security. Imagine if people did that today!
I was surprised when he mentioned his teacher having a husband, being married, because I know that was rarely acceptable in those days. On the other hand, it was one of the few reasonably paid jobs available to single women, so I suppose they needed those with husbands to provide for them to move on and make space. Also, with little contraception, most married women would spend a decade or more having children then another decade raising them. By then they hopefully had enough income from their children paying Board, to not NEED a paid job. So unless they produced no children, remaining as a teacher wouldn't have been practical. You could hardly be stopping for maternity leave in a one room/one teacher school.
God bless this dear man. 🙏 My father would be over 100 years old now. This was truly the "greatest generation". I hope parents will teach today's kids traditions values. It's the only thing that will sustain them. Thank you for this lovely video. 💕
My Dads parents were born in 1896 and 1898 in the west of Ireland really dirt poor. My grandfather died in 1969 ultimately because of a wound he’d gotten in WW1. He served what would be 7 (out of a possible 8) tours in WW1. Here he worked on the railroad and my dads first job as a kid was cleaning out the ash from steam locomotives. They still had a 6 day work week back then. When my grandmother was 6 or 7 years old her grandmother was living with her family and was 90 and I realized that that meant she had lived through the Famine of 1845-50. So I shook hands with someone who knew someone who lived through the Famine!! It’s insane! My dad was born in 1925 and when he was 10 in 1935 the had the last reunion of civil war veterans at Gettysburg and there 3000 of them. So there were 1000’s alive when my Dad was a kid! My dad grew up during the Great Depression and then fought in WW2. I was born in 1966 and my oldest was born in 2002. They’re good kids but I always tell them no matter how bad things seem we have absolutely nothing to complain about. Lol My life has been pretty uneventful compared to theirs and I really wish they’d lived to the age of this gentleman because I would have asked them so many questions. But when it came to problems they would have probably said work hard, pray, know how to laugh and you’ll get through anything.
My grandfather was born in 1915 and was captured by the Japanese in the Philippines and became a prisoner of war. I was only in my early teens when he passed. Somewhere there is an interview of him talking about his experiences. I miss all my grandparents.
My great grandmother on my dads side was born in 1890 and died in 1993, when i was in the 3rd grade. I remember visiting her with my older sister and my dad, he would have to yell at her when talking because of her hearing loss, she was monolingual and we would listen to her speak of her childhood in navajo. Back in the last century 😊 She would speak of her relatives who were elders during that time that experienced the long walk to Bosque Redondo in 1864-68, all in the Dine Language. The last monolingual speaker in my family is my oldest aunt on my dads side of the family. Great video you have here 💯👍
I loved hearing him talk. I had to look up Carmen Oklahoma & I see it is only a county or so away from where my mother grew up in Noble County, Oklahoma in the 1920s
I miss hearing these stories from these lovely people from back in the day! Children were kept so busy with chores and helping out the family they didn’t have time to be criminals or gangsters! Especially if they came from a good home with loving parents. This man was amazing to listen too …… a true gentleman
I live here in Sapulpa Oklahoma my grandfather was born in 1898 and my grandmother was born in 1902 they had my mom when they was 45 years old she was the last child to have I was really blessed to have older grandparents they well tell me stories show me how they put me away they would still growing gardens and heating with wood stoves whenever I was a kid in 1960 I got to learn an awful lot from him and I sure miss him in the first school I went to was in Bowing in Oklahoma and we had first to the 4th or 5th grade all in the same classroom my grandparents live there only went to school there for about a half a year my parents was living with my grandparents at the time I really like to hear older people talk and tell stories if you really educational if you'll listen
This guy said he was a congressman apparently. He didn’t graduate from high school, but when he was elected of the first thing, he did was get help with his speech.
Just think about the amount of footage the people will have in 2189 from people who were born in the 2000s. 👋 If you're reading this it's 2024 and you're watching old footage like I am now. It's hard to imagine what life is like that far ahead but I'm glad you have an idea of how it was now. Thanks to this man I've learned about life well before my time. Pass it on!
My Grandfather was born just a month before on July 26 1896 in Chicago Ill. So his life was a lot more comfortable apart from losing his mother to appendicitis in 1903. I spent allot of time listening to his stories. I whish I could have recorded them.
All four of my maternal and paternal grandparents were born in the 1890's. "Nanny" (my paternal grandma) was a farm girl, and her skills never died. She used to put up lots of pickled veggies and piccalilli, chow-chow and other relishes from her garden. She spoiled us grandkids with home-baked cookies and pies. And I still fondly remember her Sunday fried chicken dinners. She was upbeat and liked being modern. In the late 1960's (or was it early 1970's?), she took to wearing jeans and dashiki shirts, and got a "poodle cut", which was sort of like a short Afro. Her favorite song from the radio? "Raindrops keep fallin' on my head".
Awhile back I was thinking I was born less then 90yrs past the the Civil War, I thought Wow, putting that in perspective! I could have met, talked to or seen folks from that time period when I was a kid and didn't realise it and I loved history back then, still do!
@@Lili-xq9sn I'm much younger and someone (naming no names) lost mine, before I was finished school. I had to go to Register House and get a copy of the Extract From The Births Register. I keep a valid passport, mainly for this ID reason.
My father was born in 1892 in NYC. he enlisted in the 14th Engineers NY State Army and fought all 7 major battles in France against Germany. He was shell shocked. He gained admiration and fame later in life. His obituary was prominent in the NY Times (when it was a worthwhile read).
My Grandpa was born 1895, and My Great Uncle was born 1986. They passed in 1986 and 1982 respectively, over 15 years before I was born. I so wish I could have met them.
Just think, when this man was born there weren't even cars or 50 states. By the time he passed cars were common, some with cell phones in them even, there were not only airplanes but people in space, there were computers, cable television, huge department stores- the amount of change this one man has seen in his lifetime is mind boggling, and the will most likely never be another group of people that will witness the amazing amount of change and advancement people like him experienced ever again.
My grandfather was born in 1905 in New Jersey on a farm and told me stories mostly of Brooklyn N.Y.. He delivered bread for Barn Bread with a clydesdale horse and wagon in Brooklyn and even delivered it to Al Capone's mother. Used to watch Babe Ruth play a lot, got to see Buffalo Bill's Wild West show as a kid got drafted in WW2 at 40 years old since my dad was not born and his commanding officers called him pops. My favorite story was when the bread company went to delivery trucks. He bought his clydesdale to save it from the glue factory since he loved that horse and had it shipped to his parent's farm in New Jersey. My great grandfather needed a good plow horse so he took it and a few days later he called to check on the horse and my great grandfather wanted to shoot it from all the years of the horse taking the same route it would plow the same path. He passed away in 1995, I miss him and his made from scratch bread he would make with love. He loved to cook.
My Grandmother was born August of 1901! She passed when she was 104 1/2yrs! She wouldn't share her stories though much, her last couple of years she would share with hospice workers, go figure! She shared more with her Grandchildren more then her own kids! We would have loved knowing more though! 😊
I wish I was born somewhere between between 1890 and 1930. I grew up ranching in West Texas. I am now a ranch manager in south Texas now. The stories I have heard about that 40 year timeframe are amazing. Right after the Comanche had been subdued, that is when Texas boomed the most. A lot of very successful ranches were created in that era. Many of them that are still successful places today.
My grandpa was a sharecropper in Oklahoma and my dad started picking cotton at 5 years old. He only went to the 5th grade. Retired in the IBEW as a master electrician.
My grandfather was born in 1898 and told me they would catch pigeons and eat them . He would laugh at the face I would make . He was a fantastic man and he died in 1978 and I was 8 .
My Pa (ggf) was born in 1900, and my Ma (ggm) was born in 1903. I used to lay in their living room floor and ask them a million questions about what their life was like growing up. I could listen to them talk for hours.
My grandfather was born 4 yrs after this man in 1900 in the hills of eastern KY....but even my m0m who was born in 1945 grew up almost like the 1800s in the fact that they raised hogs and chickens and grew all their vegetables, even had milk cows and worked with mules in the gardens.
I was saddened when he said "I would just like to talk to you" and then that is not what happened. I suppose the interviewer was on a limited tape or something, but I feel that a wonderful opportunity was lost there.
My grandpa born in 1904 and grandma born in 1914. Both on my dads side. I wish i knew them. My grandpa passed before i was born and grandma passed when i was 2. My biological grandpa on my moms side left when my aunt was a baby. My grandma on my moms side was born in 1917. I knew her. I loved to sit and hear stories about when she was younger. She did remarry to the grandpa i did know. Not sure when he was born. I love and miss them dearly. I heard stories from my dad about his parents and i wish i could have known them. My grandparents were from the greatest generation, myparents were from the Silent generation and im a gen x (The forgotten generation lol). I am extremely proud of my lineag and wouldn't change a thing.
I’ve always been intrigued with the history in the late 1800s. But to hear it from someone who actually lived it gives a different feeling. Man I wish they prioritized talking to more people from that time. Cuz without valid proof, you’d think a lot of the old west was a myth.
My grandfather was born in 1892. He passed away when I was 3 years old. I wish I could have a conversation with him. He was a remarkable man.
The same year as Tolkien, and (less interestingly) a hundred years before myself. At least your lives overlapped for a little while. One of my grandfathers died before I was born, the other died when I was twelve and is the man I admire the most in my life.
How old are u if u dont mind me asking?
u should have a kid when ur old as hell too
*Augusta, Oklahoma Territory, in present day Alfalfa County, OK, one mile west of Carmen*
My dad and grandmother were born in 1889 and 1892. Grandpa lived to 1981 and 1987 respectively. Grandpa and grandma married at Silver City New Mexico in 1915. Grandpa had 19 brothers and sisters. His mother died when he was 21 from blood poisoning after giving birth to her 13th child a son. Grandma had 3 sisters and her father was the chief engineer at the Silver city copper and silver mine. Grandpa was a stable hand and farrier at the mine. He had left him at age 10 with his oldest brother and sister.
Anyway, grandma and her sisters were college educated and became teachers, grandpa had a 4th gra?de education as he quit school when he and his siblings ran away.
I’m not sure what happened but they remained childless until 1939 when my dad was born. Grandpa would have been 50 and grandma 47. Dad was their only child and from 1939 onwards they stayed married but lives separately during the school year. Grandpa and grandma owned our families cattle, sheep and horse ranch. Grandpa raised my dad until school started in 1st grade, dad then lived with grandma.
Both grandparents kept everything. For example, in our horse barn there are buckets of used nails dating back to the mid 1860’s. Grandpa never threw a nail or screw away. Grandma never threw away paper, rubber bands, etc.
It’s hard to understand that my grandparents went from horse and buggy to man landing on the moon and the space shuttle missions!
My great grandfather was born in 1893 in Germany and passed away at the age of 78 when he was hit by a car. He fought in WWI for the Kaiser and worked as a banker during WWII until he got fired for not joining the Nazi party. He raised his own kids as well as his daughter’s kids. He even babysat me and taught me how to speak German while he would visit the the USA for extended periods.
What a guy. Rest in peace.
Schade, dass er der NSDAP nicht beigetreten ist.
Wohl hat er dir auch nicht ausreichend Deutsch gelehrt.
That's not funny my great grandpa was a victim of the camps... he fell asleep on shift in a guard post.. .
@@rolandmueller7218 Das ist sehr gut. 👍
Born in a cave to have a digital watch on his wrist and hearing aids later in life. This man had seen a lot of change and progress; I wish the video was longer.
My great grandmother was born in 1916 and was also a school teacher. She taught English in upstate New York from the late 1930s until the 1980s when she retired. She taught in a one room schoolhouse with all the grades in the same room and despite being a woman back then, she graduated from college and got a degree. She was an absolutely lovely woman with a heart of gold. She passed at 92 with her eldest son by her side. I just wanted to share in her memory. She was a brilliant, funny woman and I miss her dearly.
Your grandmother taught school for 50 years, that is remarkable !! She was a strong lady ! 💟
One of my grandmothers was born in 1916 and she passed in 2010 at age 94 when I was 31 years old. She was an amazing lady. My grandpa- her husband- was born in 1906. He passed when I was 7 years old at age 80.
His face when he said his mama was a good cook, my heart ❤. He was very articulate and was so sharp for his age. This is a priceless treasure. Collecting first hand accounts of history, not just life changing events, but the normal day to day, average moments is so important for future humans. Don’t repeat our mistakes! So interesting!
I could listen to this gentleman all day! There's no one left from that generation. These stories are priceless. Thank you for sharing this one. My grandmother was born in 1899 and lived to 102! She had a master's degree and taught high school English for 50 years. She didn't talk much about days gone by. She focusing on living each day and planning for the future. She was as "with it" to the very end as this dear man here. I really wish now, that I had asked her a lot more about growing up during that era. I do know she was eleven before she saw a car for the first time and spoke Pennsylvania Dutch!
Same, my G grandmother who lived to be 108 used to tell us stories. My fav was how her family came to be in Missouri from the E coast. She came on a long journey as a small child in a wagon to a place called Cuba Mo. Her grandfather came ahead to establish a homestead here, she lived her whole life in that town as did one of her daughters. The homestead remained in our family till 2004 when my 2nd cousins auctioned it off, the city of Cuba wound up with it, bulldozed everything and built a war monument on the home site. Very sad but at least I have my memories of the big family " doins " that took place there.
Your Grandma sounds like one amazing lady!
My great grandfather was on the orphan trains. He found one of his brothers. They came over to Ellis Island and both his parents died. He did carve out a life for himself, he became a water boy in the Civil War at 14 yrs old, and my grandmother lived until 3 weeks shy of her 100th birthday. She would have me stay with her and would tell me many stories. Folks were more hearty back then it seems. They bore up under much adversity with dignity!
Yeah, my Gram and Pop were the same, born in the 1890's Gram came from England in 1913 on a Steamer. Pop's family were in the USA pre-revolution
@@richardroy6179 It was hard for them, but they understood life a lot differently than we do today. Not much was “ready made.” People had more life/ survival skills.
We have become a side and spoiled nation.
@@graceanneful Indeed, I'm 66 and am comfortable with that. My biggest regret was not learning more from the old folks. My Grandfather rarely had much to say.
I'm sorry, but there were no trains before the Civil War.
@@bjh1what history books have you been reading buddy?
I'm so glad we have these interviews preserved. Thank you for posting this.
My Great GrandMa Died 1970 she was 88 years of Age . Her folks Move to Astora oregon In a Covered wagon they call a Prairie Schooner She was 2 years old . She married at 15 yrs old . A boy who was 19 that fought in the Spanish American War .
My two grandmothers were born in 1879 and 1891. One was born at home, the other in a hospital. Both went to college. One passed away in 1950. Was a postmaster and justice of the peace. The other lived to 1982. Imagine reading of the first powered flight in 1903, and less than 70 years later, walking on the moon.
I cleaned out some boxes from my grandmas house last year and she gave me one that was filled with bowls and plates covered in newspaper so I unwrapped them and looked at the paper and it was from jackson Tennessee in the 60s saying we just landed on the moon lol so I framed it and gave it to my brother to hang in his airplane hanger lol
😂I can't believe you think people landed on the moon. I have some holy water from the first pope if you are interested in purchasing it.
@@michaelkuhn3690I was here to write this comment. Like I get it. I use to think we landed on the moon too. Until I became an adult and did my own research. We never even came close to landing on the moon
@@Merkuleez24 Ive got newspaper articles my dad saved from the 60s about sending mice and monkeys into space. Cant help but laugh when looking back at what is called history.
@@neverettebrakensiek8771 it was a competition between us and Russia and China kind of. We had to win. Not only did we not have the technology we didn’t have the resources. It was a hoax for world dominance. Just like we’re being played today politically.
He seemed like a very nice man. Decent, honest,hardworking. He learned but mostly in the "hard knocks" school. My Dad was that way. I guess he has crossed the river now,the one we all cross one day.
My grandmother was born in 1896 as well, but in London, England. She passed in 1990, and I have a video of her somewhere talking about what it was like to come to Toronto as a war bride and what "Hog Town" was like back then. Unfortunately it is on a Beta cassette, and I need to get it digitized sometime. It was a different life she led, but interesting to see the differences between then and now in a big city. I always have found it amazing to think that when these people were born, no man had flown and electricity wasn't a thing, most of Europe was ruled by kings and Emperors, and Europe ruled over most of the world. But when my grandmother died at least, man had gone to the moon, we had early PCs, and any kings and queens left were constitutional monarchs. Such historic times they lived through.
I know someone who might
we're approaching the time where cassettes from that era will have degraded beyond repair, please do it soon.
@@seanmaher3518 Anywhere near Florida?
@@I_like_pears no
My paternal grandfather was born in Kearney, New Jersey in 1893. He joined the Navy in 1911 and was aboard the battleship USS Florida in 1914 when we occupied Vera Cruz, Mexico. He remarried to my grandmother, who was much younger, and he died at 59 when my dad was a toddler. I was born in 1973.
Biggest thank you in the world for this woman and this man recording this interview. What a priceless treasure to get a look back into times gone by!
My Father was born in 1898.HIs Mother, widowed, re-married a man who beat his sons so badly that my Father ran away and lived in the woods, about age 8, with an old American Indian. My Father was wise and gentle, kind of philosophical, kind of quiet and I think that was because he was basically raised by an old Indian.(I'm 79 now)
Fascinating….thanks for sharing
Heartbreaking to hear of an 8 year old running away from such horrible abuse. I bet he missed his mother. 😢 But it's nice to hear someone took care of him. ❤
Yes no parent back then would not go to prison today
Didn’t happen
My greatgrandfather ran away from home because because he saw his father and a henchman skin an indian alive for stealing cattle. That was 1900s brazil, no law whatsover.
I grew up not too far from that area. Living in caves was pretty normal for poor folks. My ancestors were loggers and that was a common story among them.
Caves in oklahoma where what county?
Damn oklahoma really hasnt changed much in 125 years lol
@@originDogStar Northwest Arkansas, specifically. I think they were in Stone County.
@@lolmao500 Well not recently, haha. I doubt anybody lives in a cave these days. Modern people wouldn't last too long in that environment.
I still live in a cave right by where carmen was. Maybe same cave as ol boy. It’s ours now and we’ll fight for it.
This Gentleman is delightful. Bless his heart. I wish I had interviewed my Grandmother on video while we had our long talks, I forget so much of what she told me about her growing up. She was born in 1900, in the shadow of several Texas hero's and lawmen.
It is so great to see these preserved. My maternal great grandparents (my grandfathers parents) both grew up on farms and born at home. My great-grandfather is from the same generation as this man as he was born in 1898 and my great-grandmother born 1904. My great-grandfather's father was a horse racer and farmer. He had a small farm with pigs, milking cows, horses, chickens and a store for crops among other outbuildings. In 1898 the same year my great-grandfather was born, a school was opened on part of my 2nd great-grandfathers land that he gave away so the school could be built.
I never knew my great-grandparents as they died in the 1970s before I was born. One day I posted a photo of my great-grandfather on Facebook and got lots of messages from people who knew him when they were children and they told me interesting stories of him so after reading those, it makes me wish I could have known him, as well as finding out that my 2nd great-grandfather was a prize winning horse racer in the late 1800s and helped fund the school that was built on his land.
How nice. I'm glad you got all that info about him.
I loved to see your comment coming from our younger generation! I wish I had taken the time to talk a lot more with my grandmother about what her world was like growing up. She was born in 1899 and lived to 102. The world has changed so much over these past 125 years! Some good things, yes. But I'm not sure the stress in life is easier, just different challenges.
The interviewer mentioned she wished they taught more honesty these days. How powerful that idea that nostalgia was where the grass was greener
My great grandmother born in 1892 lived till i was 19 in 1979 , she' german and i asked about the old days all the time, the thing that makes me smile still is she wore ordinary granny clothes but underneath she still had the corsets that i tugged tight ❤🤭
So her grandkids had grandkids when she was 68?
@baltzarbonbeck3559 she actually met my first daughter and for just a little while we had 5 generations alive at the same time, I still have the photo from the local newspaper, it only happens if you all have children young 🙋♀️
Thank you for this video…
Love hearing those stories
I knew a gentleman that was born in 1901 . Hands down the most down to earth interesting human being I have ever met . It was my pleasure to sit and listen for hours to this man unwind his incredible life . He told me about being Pattons supply Seargeant over in France and how he ran the local mens pleasure house . He would swap uniforms with officers and get there jeeps for a few hours while they went to the pleasure house . The fence was lined with barbwire and on the inside they had broken glass all over the ground to keep the soldiers in line outside . He still had bad memories of these young men climbing over that fence to there death just to be with a woman for 10 minutes ! We talked about his time as a show manager in New York . How he managed comics and ventriloquists . He also set up his own speak easy in his basement . Through these 2 ventures , he did business with the mob without being associated with them . They had a mutual respect (long story) . He just did it all . Never married or had kids . He told me that was not only his biggest regret in life , but his ONLY regret . He was a wealth of knowledge and wisdom , but that really stuck with me !
What a handsome healthy man at 92. Clear mind. The people born in 1996 will barely live to that age; those that do won’t be doing so well. God bless us.
Indeed they don’t. They have circumcision and SSRIs shoved down their throats to ensure they do not live to that age, and most will be LGBT anyways.
A congressman without an education! Well, he was intelligent and self-motivated to learn what he needed. Listening to him, you can trace some of the reasons behind government policies we have today. Good intentions, but didn't always work out as intended.
My own paternal grandfather only had a 6th grade education, but he, too, was intelligent and worked hard. But it was his own fault for being expelled from school. Grampa was born in 1906, so in roughly the same era as this congressman. Grampa grew up on a farm in Michigan, and attended the one room school house. Back then, teachers only had to pass the 8th grade to be eligible to teach in these one room school houses. Most teachers were girls, and they only taught until they married. Some districts had strict rules about that. They wouldn't hire married women as teachers, and I've got another story about that. But this one is about my Grampa. He was in 5th grade when the teacher retired, probably to get married. The new teacher was an 8th grade graduate. She took over the classroom when Grampa was in 6th grade, and he had two older brothers in the school, a 7th grader and an 8th grader. Those Fleury boys had either been friends with the new teacher when she was a school classmate, or they had tormented her when she was a classmate. Think "putting her pigtails in the ink well." Even if she had been regarded as a friend to the older boy, all that changed when she became the teacher in charge of discipline. One day the Fleury boys decided they weren't going to take it any more. They were tall boys, already almost 6 feet tall at that age. And they were big, strong farm boys. So they picked this teacher up and set her on the bookshelf! It was at least 8 feet or taller, maybe 12 feet, but they climbed up on the library ladder to get her up there, and then they took the ladder with them as they ran off to play hooky. Some of the other kids had to run to the closest farm to get help to get the teacher off the bookshelf. And that afternoon my great-grandpa got a visit from the school board to inform him that his boys were expelled. Not suspended, expelled. Never allowed near the school again. So the boys had to go to work to earn their keep from then on. And they all did. They even enlisted during WWII, even though they were past the age for the draft. If you search RUclips for "Champion Father of the US Army" you'll see the 13 children Grampa had when he went off to join the service. He and Grandma had 2 more when he came home.
Back to teachers not being allowed to be married, one of my high school teachers started her career in that time. She must have taught for 50 years before she retired, because she was still teaching long after I was out of school. She told us that she had been teaching for a good number of years before she married, and really needed to continue working, because her husband didn't earn enough to establish a household for them. She had been living in the boarding house for teachers in the little city, and the house mother was a bit of a suffragette. She didn't think it was right to forbid married women to teach. So she helped my teacher avoid trouble from the school board by inviting her to come to the boarding house after work each day, and then she would sneak the young bride out the back door. In the morning, it was reversed. She was at the back door to let the young bride in, and then all the teachers would exit the front door to go to work. They had to do that because someone from the school board, or someone they hired, actually spied on the boarding house to see which teachers were going there and which ones were going to their own homes. Back then teachers had a moral clause in their contracts, too. They didn't have to practice any religion, but they were given time off with pay if they went to Wednesday night Bible School or another religious prayer group on a different night of the week, as some of them prayed on Fridays. Otherwise they were expected to be available to attend school board meetings, tutor students, or be involved in community activities. And distracts didn't provide a pension, but they required teaches to set aside half their pay in a retirement fund at a local bank. That's how it was done in those days before social security. Imagine if people did that today!
I was surprised when he mentioned his teacher having a husband, being married, because I know that was rarely acceptable in those days. On the other hand, it was one of the few reasonably paid jobs available to single women, so I suppose they needed those with husbands to provide for them to move on and make space. Also, with little contraception, most married women would spend a decade or more having children then another decade raising them. By then they hopefully had enough income from their children paying Board, to not NEED a paid job.
So unless they produced no children, remaining as a teacher wouldn't have been practical. You could hardly be stopping for maternity leave in a one room/one teacher school.
Sending eggs and list and getting either a credit or due bill along with the items requested is pretty amazing.
God bless this dear man. 🙏 My father would be over 100 years old now. This was truly the "greatest generation". I hope parents will teach today's kids traditions values. It's the only thing that will sustain them.
Thank you for this lovely video. 💕
My Dads parents were born in 1896 and 1898 in the west of Ireland really dirt poor. My grandfather died in 1969 ultimately because of a wound he’d gotten in WW1. He served what would be 7 (out of a possible 8) tours in WW1. Here he worked on the railroad and my dads first job as a kid was cleaning out the ash from steam locomotives. They still had a 6 day work week back then. When my grandmother was 6 or 7 years old her grandmother was living with her family and was 90 and I realized that that meant she had lived through the Famine of 1845-50. So I shook hands with someone who knew someone who lived through the Famine!! It’s insane! My dad was born in 1925 and when he was 10 in 1935 the had the last reunion of civil war veterans at Gettysburg and there 3000 of them. So there were 1000’s alive when my Dad was a kid! My dad grew up during the Great Depression and then fought in WW2. I was born in 1966 and my oldest was born in 2002. They’re good kids but I always tell them no matter how bad things seem we have absolutely nothing to complain about. Lol My life has been pretty uneventful compared to theirs and I really wish they’d lived to the age of this gentleman because I would have asked them so many questions. But when it came to problems they would have probably said work hard, pray, know how to laugh and you’ll get through anything.
My grandfather was born in 1915 and was captured by the Japanese in the Philippines and became a prisoner of war. I was only in my early teens when he passed. Somewhere there is an interview of him talking about his experiences. I miss all my grandparents.
You need to find that interview. Contact older cousins & other elders of your family to track it down.
Find the interview! Is really important 🙌🏻
My great grandmother on my dads side was born in 1890 and died in 1993, when i was in the 3rd grade. I remember visiting her with my older sister and my dad, he would have to yell at her when talking because of her hearing loss, she was monolingual and we would listen to her speak of her childhood in navajo.
Back in the last century 😊
She would speak of her relatives who were elders during that time that experienced the long walk to Bosque Redondo in 1864-68, all in the Dine Language. The last monolingual speaker in my family is my oldest aunt on my dads side of the family.
Great video you have here 💯👍
what a cool guy. love this.
This is fascinating. His voice is not what I expected
I loved hearing him talk. I had to look up Carmen Oklahoma & I see it is only a county or so away from where my mother grew up in Noble County, Oklahoma in the 1920s
My great grandmother was born in a log cabin that same year. She died in 1997 as a great, great, great grandmother.
I would love to see the location of the cave. That would be so cool.
Thanks for the upload.
Love this channel, love hearing the old stories from the elderly.❤
These people deserve all our respect. I knew my great grandparents born 1887 up to 3 and my grandma 1917 until 2017. Thank god ❤✝️🙏🏻
I miss hearing these stories from these lovely people from back in the day! Children were kept so busy with chores and helping out the family they didn’t have time to be criminals or gangsters! Especially if they came from a good home with loving parents. This man was amazing to listen too …… a true gentleman
My father was born in a cave in 1899.
Born in a cave + 1 room school - high school diploma = eloquent speaker
I live here in Sapulpa Oklahoma my grandfather was born in 1898 and my grandmother was born in 1902 they had my mom when they was 45 years old she was the last child to have I was really blessed to have older grandparents they well tell me stories show me how they put me away they would still growing gardens and heating with wood stoves whenever I was a kid in 1960 I got to learn an awful lot from him and I sure miss him in the first school I went to was in Bowing in Oklahoma and we had first to the 4th or 5th grade all in the same classroom my grandparents live there only went to school there for about a half a year my parents was living with my grandparents at the time I really like to hear older people talk and tell stories if you really educational if you'll listen
Mom born 1910, dad in 13. Both farm kids went to 6th and 5th grades, respectively, then farm work until the war.
Must’ve been nice to live on the eve of opportunity. Oh to go back to those sweet yesteryears.
Depends where you were born. His British, French, German, Belgian, Austrian contemporaries were decimated while he was working in the Chemist's shop.
My Grandfather was born in the 1890s, and I knew him up till I was a Freshman in college. I would interview him for my school reports……
I’ve got everyone beat! My grandfather was born in 1872 and lived all the way to 1967.
That was fascinating! Is there a part two?
my great grandmother was born in a tipi 1900s
love the vid
This guy said he was a congressman apparently. He didn’t graduate from high school, but when he was elected of the first thing, he did was get help with his speech.
This was a good watch. Very interesting!
Just think about the amount of footage the people will have in 2189 from people who were born in the 2000s. 👋 If you're reading this it's 2024 and you're watching old footage like I am now. It's hard to imagine what life is like that far ahead but I'm glad you have an idea of how it was now. Thanks to this man I've learned about life well before my time. Pass it on!
Sadly in some future reset from catastrophe, most records will be destroyed and mere confusing glimpses will remain.
Fascinating stuff.
My Grandfather was born just a month before on July 26 1896 in Chicago Ill. So his life was a lot more comfortable apart from losing his mother to appendicitis in 1903. I spent allot of time listening to his stories. I whish I could have recorded them.
All four of my maternal and paternal grandparents were born in the 1890's. "Nanny" (my paternal grandma) was a farm girl, and her skills never died. She used to put up lots of pickled veggies and piccalilli, chow-chow and other relishes from her garden. She spoiled us grandkids with home-baked cookies and pies. And I still fondly remember her Sunday fried chicken dinners. She was upbeat and liked being modern. In the late 1960's (or was it early 1970's?), she took to wearing jeans and dashiki shirts, and got a "poodle cut", which was sort of like a short Afro. Her favorite song from the radio? "Raindrops keep fallin' on my head".
I absolutely love these videos. Like going back in time. 😊 He was four years old when the great D. L. Moody was not in Heaven yet.
Incredible
Awhile back I was thinking I was born less then 90yrs past the the Civil War, I thought Wow, putting that in perspective! I could have met, talked to or seen folks from that time period when I was a kid and didn't realise it and I loved history back then, still do!
I'm a fan. Just found your channel. Will be watching everything
imagine being this guy and the dmv tells him they need a copy of his birth certificate, where were you born "a cave........ dmv - yeah right."
Birth certificates before the 1970s are mostly given a pass. Many people didn't have a birth certificate. My grandpa's was burned in a city fire.
Aye, many jokes to be had about HOW old he was.
@@Lili-xq9sn I'm much younger and someone (naming no names) lost mine, before I was finished school. I had to go to Register House and get a copy of the Extract From The Births Register. I keep a valid passport, mainly for this ID reason.
My father was born in 1892 in NYC. he enlisted in the 14th Engineers NY State Army and fought all 7 major battles in France against Germany. He was shell shocked. He gained admiration and fame later in life. His obituary was prominent in the NY Times (when it was a worthwhile read).
He was about to go on a nice long story until she interrupted :*(
❤thank you
My Grandpa was born 1895, and My Great Uncle was born 1986. They passed in 1986 and 1982 respectively, over 15 years before I was born. I so wish I could have met them.
Absolutely incredible
Amazing!
My grandmother was born in 1886 in Nova Scotia Canada.
She married my grandfather who was three years older than her. My father was born in 1918.
Wonderful memories of a bygone time. 💟 My grandma was born in 1894.❤
Just think, when this man was born there weren't even cars or 50 states. By the time he passed cars were common, some with cell phones in them even, there were not only airplanes but people in space, there were computers, cable television, huge department stores- the amount of change this one man has seen in his lifetime is mind boggling, and the will most likely never be another group of people that will witness the amazing amount of change and advancement people like him experienced ever again.
Same year my grandmother was born ! She only went to school to 5 th grade … was a smart lady too .
My grandfather was born in 1905 in New Jersey on a farm and told me stories mostly of Brooklyn N.Y.. He delivered bread for Barn Bread with a clydesdale horse and wagon in Brooklyn and even delivered it to Al Capone's mother. Used to watch Babe Ruth play a lot, got to see Buffalo Bill's Wild West show as a kid got drafted in WW2 at 40 years old since my dad was not born and his commanding officers called him pops. My favorite story was when the bread company went to delivery trucks. He bought his clydesdale to save it from the glue factory since he loved that horse and had it shipped to his parent's farm in New Jersey. My great grandfather needed a good plow horse so he took it and a few days later he called to check on the horse and my great grandfather wanted to shoot it from all the years of the horse taking the same route it would plow the same path. He passed away in 1995, I miss him and his made from scratch bread he would make with love. He loved to cook.
My Grandmother was born August of 1901! She passed when she was 104 1/2yrs! She wouldn't share her stories though much, her last couple of years she would share with hospice workers, go figure! She shared more with her Grandchildren more then her own kids! We would have loved knowing more though! 😊
Did he say he was a member of Congress? What was his name?
Was wondering that too. Seems to have been skipped over.
Yes he said he won 2 terms in Congress.
Don't know why they haven't said his name.
What a grand old man ❤
Nothing wrong with caves🤙🏼🌴
I wish I was born somewhere between between 1890 and 1930. I grew up ranching in West Texas. I am now a ranch manager in south Texas now. The stories I have heard about that 40 year timeframe are amazing. Right after the Comanche had been subdued, that is when Texas boomed the most. A lot of very successful ranches were created in that era. Many of them that are still successful places today.
My grandpa was a sharecropper in Oklahoma and my dad started picking cotton at 5 years old. He only went to the 5th grade. Retired in the IBEW as a master electrician.
My great grandfather was born August 10, 1898 in Palmyria, Pennsylvania.
My grandfather was born in 1898 and told me they would catch pigeons and eat them . He would laugh at the face I would make . He was a fantastic man and he died in 1978 and I was 8 .
He was such an honorable man. 😊
This is an amazing example
Man you dont understand how much money i would pay to talk to this guy, or anyone born in that time
It’d be great. The last lady born in the 1800s died in 2017 we will never see them on this earth again it’s a real shame.
Wow, my grandpa was born on 1897 and he told me most of the same thing s
My grandfather was born on a houseboat shanty an a bayou in south Louisiana………had to use a homemade boat to get around
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My grandma was born in a cave in Utah in the 1880’s!
Born on a mountain, raised in a cave…
Daddy was hung as a horse theif and momma burned as a witch
My Pa (ggf) was born in 1900, and my Ma (ggm) was born in 1903. I used to lay in their living room floor and ask them a million questions about what their life was like growing up. I could listen to them talk for hours.
My grandfather was born 4 yrs after this man in 1900 in the hills of eastern KY....but even my m0m who was born in 1945 grew up almost like the 1800s in the fact that they raised hogs and chickens and grew all their vegetables, even had milk cows and worked with mules in the gardens.
I used a cook stove for seven years in the 1980’s , my way of adjusting the heat was by moving pans to different spots on the stove.
A native of the Americas, it’s interesting reading the comments on everyone one a few generations in.
Awesome!
My oldest grandfather was born in 1899. He died a little over 6 months before I was born.
I was saddened when he said "I would just like to talk to you" and then that is not what happened. I suppose the interviewer was on a limited tape or something, but I feel that a wonderful opportunity was lost there.
I was thinking the same thing.
This guy probably felt like a king
My grandpa born in 1904 and grandma born in 1914. Both on my dads side. I wish i knew them. My grandpa passed before i was born and grandma passed when i was 2. My biological grandpa on my moms side left when my aunt was a baby. My grandma on my moms side was born in 1917. I knew her. I loved to sit and hear stories about when she was younger. She did remarry to the grandpa i did know. Not sure when he was born. I love and miss them dearly. I heard stories from my dad about his parents and i wish i could have known them. My grandparents were from the greatest generation, myparents were from the Silent generation and im a gen x (The forgotten generation lol). I am extremely proud of my lineag and wouldn't change a thing.
My dad grew up in Fancy Cap Virginia about the same way. Born 1920.
You hear a lot how people didn’t have beef growing up. Lots of pork raised, interesting!
Awesome
I’ve always been intrigued with the history in the late 1800s. But to hear it from someone who actually lived it gives a different feeling. Man I wish they prioritized talking to more people from that time. Cuz without valid proof, you’d think a lot of the old west was a myth.
And yet his family was able to raise 10 children. How many people today find even half of that impossibly expensive.
did you hear him say honesty and decency ??????????? and the youth now would hate him.
Interesting. My grand parents were born in the 1890's.
7:40 area
Cooking on the wood stove SMILE
Priceless