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- BIOGRAPHY: My father (your grandfather Brown) was born on the old (since1836) family truck farm, which for years now has been inside the built-up area of greater Milwaukee, Wisconsin. He has told me about his father's love for the chattering little red squirrels, of the root cellars where they stored apples, onions, potatoes, cider, vinegar, even the four and corn meal they had ground. The house was large - ten bedrooms - but of course had no bathrooms, running water, gas, or electricity. We have a photograph of it, which we can't date. Dad remembers helping to set drainage tiles six or eight feet deep, and also loading wagons of produceto sell in Milwaukee.
BIOGRAPHY: When Dad was about eleven, the homestead was sold, and his father bought 360 acres of wheat farming land in southern Kansas, nea rthe small town of Genda Springs. This was because Dad's mother had been told that she must have a drier climate (two sisters had died as young adults from "lung trouble"). The Kansas farm is the one my sisters and brother and I used to visit every summer; this was after Dad's sister Priscilla and her husband Harry Leland had the farm; we also visited three or four miles away with Dad's sister Helen and her husband "Joe"(Arthur Jacob) Miller. There is still a working farm in my family in the area; my first cousin Mildred Leland Woods and her husband farm just outside Oxford, Kansas. Her brother Harold (and his wife Doris) Leland live in nearby Arkansas City, and her sister Marjorie has a daughter, Joyce (a twin, and one of three) who turned up most of the information on page 7, during a trip to England.
BIOGRAPHY: My father (your grandfather Brown) apparently met my mother on one of his visits to his sister Alice Jennings in Caney; my mother was teaching school in Caney at that time. When he finished high school (as I have heard the story at various times from him) he spent part of a year in a college in Winfield, Kansas, then rented a farm; he farmed about a year, living alone, and then decided to try his luck on the west coast .He sold chinaware and other household items in the Los Angeles area (apparently not very successfully) and then moved north. The chronologyis sketchy, but he went to work for Western Electric in Washington, and ultimately ran a crew out of Bellingham keeping the telephone lines over the Cascades in service; quite a job in the winter! In 1912 or 1913, somehow, he was running a line crew that brought telephones to the oil boomtown of Drumright, Oklahoma. He had apparently been looking for a chance to settle down in Kansas or Oklahoma (possibly he had already met my mother) and, on finding no electrical shop in this town (population was never more - permanently- than 4000, but the mail address at that time of 50,000, due to the boom) he resigned his job by mail and started one. He has told me that his first contract was to wire a gasoline plant for Harry Sinclair.
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