Several years ago, when I was writing a blog post about my great-great-grandfather’s tin shop, I really wanted to find a photo of the small town where he had his first shop. The best photo that I found actually came from an old postcard from 1908. It was for sale for a few dollars on eBay, so I bought it! Since then, I’ve been on the lookout for old postcards that depict places where my ancestors lived. It is fascinating to imagine my relatives strolling down those old dirt roads or visiting those long-gone businesses.
In the past several years, my postcard collection has grown to about 900 postcards. Most of these postcards are from Northern and Central Illinois, where many branches of my family are from, but there are also other categories that relate to my interests, such as historic trees, libraries, and steam engines. I decided that these unique cards were too good to keep all to myself, so I scanned the oldest ones and organized them into an online collection. See the whole collection here!
Please enjoy a gallery of a few of my favorites!
My oldest postcard – from 1904! It depicts the Northern Illinois State Normal School, now called Northern Illinois University.
Nana and her siblings Mary, Glendora, and Ronnie in front of their house in DeKalb in 1934.
My grandma, who we affectionately call Nana, would have been 100 years old today. Her name was Mildred Agnes Kaiser, named after her mother Mildred Irene, and she was born October 25, 1923. “Millie” was the second oldest child, but she never had a chance to meet her older brother, Vernon. He passed away before she was born when he was just four months old. She grew up on Garden Street in DeKalb, IL, with her three younger siblings, Glendora, Mary, and Ronnie. She had a large extended family, and spent a lot of time with her cousins on both sides of the family.
Over the past year, I’ve taken a break from blogging in order to write a cookbook for my family. In the book, I compile many of the recipes from my grandparents and write about our family’s culinary history. I’m so proud of the way the book turned out!
I wanted to write a cookbook for our family to preserve our cherished family recipes, and so everyone would have a copy of our favorite recipes. Whenever I was away at school, and wanted to make a family recipe, I’d have to call up my mom to give me the recipe. I had a few family recipes written in a blank spiral recipe book, but I enjoyed using original recipe cards that were written in my Nana’s or aunt’s handwriting. A cookbook with scanned recipe cards gave all of us access to those original recipes without having to further divide the original collections. It also gave me the opportunity to share special family stories and photos with the whole family. I’m so glad I took on this project, and I’m proud of this new family heirloom that I created!
This was a wonderfully rewarding project, and I encourage you to write a family cookbook of your own! Here’s some tips for writing your own family cookbook:
It will take a lot longer to write than you think! I recommend taking at least a year to compile and write the book. This allows you to take photos of dishes at particular holidays throughout the year as you make them, and time to allow family members to locate and contribute their recipes. I spent over two years to write the book, taking photos and collecting recipes over time, testing some of the recipes, and then taking about six months of concentrated writing and editing.
This is the story of a special tree in our family: the Drake Maple.
Millie Drake in front of her Drake Maple, 2013. (Photo credit: Britni Michael Photography, 2013)
In 1986, my grandpa, Ed Drake, decided that he wanted to spruce up some of the landscaping at his house. He went to a nursery, and with the help of his horticulturally-trained son-in-law, picked out some bushes for the front of his house. They picked out some yews and spireas, and bought a pretty lilac bush to plant by the front bedroom window. As they were walking around the lot, the salesman learned my Papa’s last name, Drake. He said, “I have a tree with your name on it!” He convinced my Papa to also purchase a small maple tree, the Drake Maple.
The Drake Maple is a variety of Acer rubrum, and has brilliant fall colors. A U.S. patent for this new variety was filed by Virgil James Drake (no known relation to our Drake family) in January 1973. This variety is particularly unique in its fall coloring. It is described as “having distinctively colored leaves turning from green to a colored border through shades of blue violet to red and yellow,” and was discovered by V.J. Drake in Van Buren County, Michigan in September 1967. V.J. Drake was able to propagate seedlings through cuttings of the original tree. By the time my grandpa acquired one in 1986, it was available at a few nurseries throughout the United States.
In the fall, the Drake Maple leaves show a variety of colors. Often the edges turn red and then violet, and the centers change from green to yellow and then red.
My Papa planted his new tree in a place of honor, directly in front of his house. Every fall, it shows off its brilliant colors. The edges of the leaves turn red, and often the middle of the leaf turns from green to yellow. At different times, the tree may look red or orange from afar, and the variety of color in its leaves becomes apparent at close range. My grandparents loved to watch it change colors every fall, and it was often the backdrop for family photos. I have never seen another one in person. In more ways than one, this “family tree” is quite special.
If you’d like to see this cultivar in person, to my knowledge, there are Drake Maples planted at Hidden Lake Gardens at Michigan State University and Home & Garden Information Center at Clemson Cooperative Extension, South Carolina.
Emma Medine holding her son, Edwin Drake, in 1920.
This week my Papa would have turned 100 years old. My grandfather, Edwin William Drake, was born on May 2, 100 years ago in Genoa, Illinois. He was welcomed by his parents, Charles and Emma (Medine) Drake, and an older brother, Charles. He grew up on a farm near Genoa, and graduated high school during the Great Depression. He met and fell in love with my grandma, Millie Kaiser, just before she joined the WAVES during WWII. After she left the service, they were married in June 1946. They had two daughters and four grandchildren. He lived in the Genoa area for his whole life. He was a farmer, business owner, public servant, and foreman. He accomplished many things during his life, but his family was everything to him. Papa loved his family dearly, and loved to spend time with them whenever he could. Continue reading “Papa’s Centennial Birthday”→
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