HEADSTONE has no death date. With Peter Renaldo. Says quilter. Married May 12 1941.
OBITUARY Iron County Reporter Oct 17 2018 “Obituaries: Clarice Cocco” with photo (shown here)
CASPIAN - Clarice J. Cocco, 102, died Saturday October 6, 2018.
Mrs. Cocco was born May 22, 1916 in Gaastra, the daughter of the late Clifford and Winnifred (Lord) Piper. She was a lifelong resident of the area.
She married Peter R. Cocco on May 12, 1941 in Iron River. They celebrated 52 years of marriage in 1993 before Peter’s passing in December of that year.
Clarice was a member of St. Cecelia Catholic Church in Caspian and the Carrie Jacobs-Bond Composing Threaders, where she taught hand quilting. She was a volunteer at the Iron County Museum, giving tours in the Carrie Jacobs-Bond Home for over 20 years. She loved making hand quilted quilts for her children and grandchildren. She enjoyed doing many interesting and creative activities including crocheting, appliqueing, making beautiful table cloths, doilies and embroidered pillow cases as gifts to friends and family. Clarice sketched pictures, made dolls, and was a wonderful seamstress, making her own clothes and hats.
Clarice was preceded in death by her husband, Peter R. Cocco; brothers, George, Orville, and Elmer; two brothers-in-law, and one sister-in-law.
Survivors include a son, Willard (Andra) Cocco of DeWitt; daughters Colleen Welch of Grant and Julie Tipton of Pea Ridge, Ariz.; sister-in-law, Olga Cocco; 15 grandchildren, 47 great grandchildren, and 10 great great grandchildren; nieces, nephews, extended family and friends.
Memorial services will be held Saturday, Nov. 3 in DeWitt. Interment will be in Stambaugh Cemetery.
Funeral arrangements by the Jacobs Funeral Home, Inc. of Iron River.
BOOK: WOOD FIRE SAUNAS AND IRON MINES: A LIVING HISTORY OF MICHIGAN’S UPPER PENINSULA (Hometown Memories series) copyright 2014 page 43 “Grumble Seats” by Clarice Cocco of Caspian, Michigan born 1916
I am a “Yooper,” of Michigan’s upper peninsula. I was born in Spring Valley, a pretty name, but when I was in the 3rd grade, there was a name contest in school. The winner’s name was and is Gaastra. Gaastra had two generations of scarlet fever in 1900 and 1923. In 1900, my father’s sister died and his grandmother contracted blood poisoning from the scarlet fever germ in a splinter wound. Her arm was amputated on the kitchen table; she died. The next generation (me), my baby brother was 10 months old, Elmer, and three-year old Orville died the same day. I was 14 months older than Orville. They didn’t expect me to live either. Mother was sick the rest of her life. Dear mother was quarantined with her dying babies, alone. But here I am, 97 years old. Having had scarlet fever, measles, mumps, chickenpox, whooping cough, broken bones, yellow jaundice, appendicitis, cataracts, gallbladder surgery, a stint, 27 years of diabetes II. What? Huh? Pardon? Hearing aids. I made dandelion tea for the pain of gallbladder.
Gaastra had no restaurants or gas stations or theaters in 1920 or bikes. Gaastra had two churches, one tavern, three grocery stores, one dry goods store, and a little dress shop, town hall and post office. While the new school was being built, 2nd and 3rd grades were in the town hall. I was in 2nd grade. The hall had two bowling lanes in the basement, a stage where we had our Christmas plays. My favorite teacher was Sarah Grough, for two grades. At recess, we jumped rope and played ball and jacks. At home I had dolls and made mud pies. Loved to run and climb trees.
I lived in the best of times, between the two world wars. We moved to Detroit when I was 12 years old, went to Southwestern High. Depression time so we didn’t have graduation rings. Never went to a prom or sleepovers. No radio or TV; wasn’t even thought of, hardly any cameras. So different from now, cameras in their pockets also a phone in every ear. My high school boyfriend whistled “I’m just a vagabond lover” as he approached our house.
Memories back to Gaastra, I married Peter Cocco. Love that name, Mrs. Cocco. We were married 52 and a half years. Three generations (almost) my daughter Colleen had 49th this year. My parents 50 years. The Presbyterian ladies aide made pasties for the iron ore miners. My mom made up 25 pounds of flour for the crusts. Practically all Gaastra baked them. No old radio programs because there was no radio. My father was the first policeman. Grandma had a phonograph. I played “Lindberg” over and over.
Palatka School was about a mile from our house, walked every day to and from. One day after a snowstorm, snow was so deep it was over the fence. When I reached the school, there were only three students, my cousin and I and one other girl. There were no teachers, no janitors, and the snowplow was even stuck.
I was a married lady before TV. Rumble seats, I’d rather name it a grumble seat. If it rained, you got wet. Instead of a trunk in back of a coupe, it opened up for a tiny seat. No roof and it was windy back there too. A story my grandmother told me of a man asleep on her front room floor when she woke up. Most likely, he’d walked for days. At nine years old I was a “milkman.” I delivered four quarts in my arms and one day I dropped one, cork flew off. I replaced and delivered the milk. My father heard about that! He bought a little wagon for me.
My great-grandfather was owner of the Kinney iron ore mine. Spring Valley was built on his property. My great-grandparents came to the Upper Peninsula in 1882. Brother and sister and their families walked 40 miles from the end of the railroad. All forested country. My paternal great-grandmother and maternal great-grandmother were brother and sister!
My maiden name is Piper. The Pipers married King, Lord, and Noble. My father married Winnifred Lord. His sister Myrtle wed Ben King; their sister Ina married Charles Noble. Most of the population was immigrants. Everybody had chickens and cows and big gardens, even some had pigs. A town pasture for cows. Ladies rode in the few cars backseats, husbands drove, ladies didn’t drive.
Population was mostly Italian, Caspian the next town. Gaastra mostly Polish. We good-naturedly called them wops. I’m Cousin Jacks and Polaks is Polish. Except for groceries, most everything was bought thru the wish book or catalogues like Sears and Roebuck and Montgomery Ward. Even my diamond engagement and wedding ring. Ten years old, I wrote myself a love letter and hid it in our Maytag washing machine. There were three generations of Maytags, wringer washers. There are still three pupils in my grade still living to 97 years old! My best friend and I were friends for 90 years. Never a cross word between us.
OBITUARY of Angeline Ongaro 2009 says Clarice Cocco is a cherished lifelong friend.
INFORMATION FROM RELATIVE Janet Feldhusen says children:
1. Willard born 1942
2. Colleen born 1945
3. Julie born 1952
INFORMATION FROM ACQUAINTANCE Carol Erickson says Clarice Cocco was a skilled craftswoman who sewed her own 2-piece suits and had shoes to match. About the only craft that she never learned was tatting, so in her 90s she taught herself.
INFORMATION FROM WAYNE OHLSSON at www.rootsweb.com.
OBITUARY Iron County Reporter Oct 17 2018 “Obituaries: Clarice Cocco” with photo (shown here)
CASPIAN - Clarice J. Cocco, 102, died Saturday October 6, 2018.
Mrs. Cocco was born May 22, 1916 in Gaastra, the daughter of the late Clifford and Winnifred (Lord) Piper. She was a lifelong resident of the area.
She married Peter R. Cocco on May 12, 1941 in Iron River. They celebrated 52 years of marriage in 1993 before Peter’s passing in December of that year.
Clarice was a member of St. Cecelia Catholic Church in Caspian and the Carrie Jacobs-Bond Composing Threaders, where she taught hand quilting. She was a volunteer at the Iron County Museum, giving tours in the Carrie Jacobs-Bond Home for over 20 years. She loved making hand quilted quilts for her children and grandchildren. She enjoyed doing many interesting and creative activities including crocheting, appliqueing, making beautiful table cloths, doilies and embroidered pillow cases as gifts to friends and family. Clarice sketched pictures, made dolls, and was a wonderful seamstress, making her own clothes and hats.
Clarice was preceded in death by her husband, Peter R. Cocco; brothers, George, Orville, and Elmer; two brothers-in-law, and one sister-in-law.
Survivors include a son, Willard (Andra) Cocco of DeWitt; daughters Colleen Welch of Grant and Julie Tipton of Pea Ridge, Ariz.; sister-in-law, Olga Cocco; 15 grandchildren, 47 great grandchildren, and 10 great great grandchildren; nieces, nephews, extended family and friends.
Memorial services will be held Saturday, Nov. 3 in DeWitt. Interment will be in Stambaugh Cemetery.
Funeral arrangements by the Jacobs Funeral Home, Inc. of Iron River.
BOOK: WOOD FIRE SAUNAS AND IRON MINES: A LIVING HISTORY OF MICHIGAN’S UPPER PENINSULA (Hometown Memories series) copyright 2014 page 43 “Grumble Seats” by Clarice Cocco of Caspian, Michigan born 1916
I am a “Yooper,” of Michigan’s upper peninsula. I was born in Spring Valley, a pretty name, but when I was in the 3rd grade, there was a name contest in school. The winner’s name was and is Gaastra. Gaastra had two generations of scarlet fever in 1900 and 1923. In 1900, my father’s sister died and his grandmother contracted blood poisoning from the scarlet fever germ in a splinter wound. Her arm was amputated on the kitchen table; she died. The next generation (me), my baby brother was 10 months old, Elmer, and three-year old Orville died the same day. I was 14 months older than Orville. They didn’t expect me to live either. Mother was sick the rest of her life. Dear mother was quarantined with her dying babies, alone. But here I am, 97 years old. Having had scarlet fever, measles, mumps, chickenpox, whooping cough, broken bones, yellow jaundice, appendicitis, cataracts, gallbladder surgery, a stint, 27 years of diabetes II. What? Huh? Pardon? Hearing aids. I made dandelion tea for the pain of gallbladder.
Gaastra had no restaurants or gas stations or theaters in 1920 or bikes. Gaastra had two churches, one tavern, three grocery stores, one dry goods store, and a little dress shop, town hall and post office. While the new school was being built, 2nd and 3rd grades were in the town hall. I was in 2nd grade. The hall had two bowling lanes in the basement, a stage where we had our Christmas plays. My favorite teacher was Sarah Grough, for two grades. At recess, we jumped rope and played ball and jacks. At home I had dolls and made mud pies. Loved to run and climb trees.
I lived in the best of times, between the two world wars. We moved to Detroit when I was 12 years old, went to Southwestern High. Depression time so we didn’t have graduation rings. Never went to a prom or sleepovers. No radio or TV; wasn’t even thought of, hardly any cameras. So different from now, cameras in their pockets also a phone in every ear. My high school boyfriend whistled “I’m just a vagabond lover” as he approached our house.
Memories back to Gaastra, I married Peter Cocco. Love that name, Mrs. Cocco. We were married 52 and a half years. Three generations (almost) my daughter Colleen had 49th this year. My parents 50 years. The Presbyterian ladies aide made pasties for the iron ore miners. My mom made up 25 pounds of flour for the crusts. Practically all Gaastra baked them. No old radio programs because there was no radio. My father was the first policeman. Grandma had a phonograph. I played “Lindberg” over and over.
Palatka School was about a mile from our house, walked every day to and from. One day after a snowstorm, snow was so deep it was over the fence. When I reached the school, there were only three students, my cousin and I and one other girl. There were no teachers, no janitors, and the snowplow was even stuck.
I was a married lady before TV. Rumble seats, I’d rather name it a grumble seat. If it rained, you got wet. Instead of a trunk in back of a coupe, it opened up for a tiny seat. No roof and it was windy back there too. A story my grandmother told me of a man asleep on her front room floor when she woke up. Most likely, he’d walked for days. At nine years old I was a “milkman.” I delivered four quarts in my arms and one day I dropped one, cork flew off. I replaced and delivered the milk. My father heard about that! He bought a little wagon for me.
My great-grandfather was owner of the Kinney iron ore mine. Spring Valley was built on his property. My great-grandparents came to the Upper Peninsula in 1882. Brother and sister and their families walked 40 miles from the end of the railroad. All forested country. My paternal great-grandmother and maternal great-grandmother were brother and sister!
My maiden name is Piper. The Pipers married King, Lord, and Noble. My father married Winnifred Lord. His sister Myrtle wed Ben King; their sister Ina married Charles Noble. Most of the population was immigrants. Everybody had chickens and cows and big gardens, even some had pigs. A town pasture for cows. Ladies rode in the few cars backseats, husbands drove, ladies didn’t drive.
Population was mostly Italian, Caspian the next town. Gaastra mostly Polish. We good-naturedly called them wops. I’m Cousin Jacks and Polaks is Polish. Except for groceries, most everything was bought thru the wish book or catalogues like Sears and Roebuck and Montgomery Ward. Even my diamond engagement and wedding ring. Ten years old, I wrote myself a love letter and hid it in our Maytag washing machine. There were three generations of Maytags, wringer washers. There are still three pupils in my grade still living to 97 years old! My best friend and I were friends for 90 years. Never a cross word between us.
OBITUARY of Angeline Ongaro 2009 says Clarice Cocco is a cherished lifelong friend.
INFORMATION FROM RELATIVE Janet Feldhusen says children:
1. Willard born 1942
2. Colleen born 1945
3. Julie born 1952
INFORMATION FROM ACQUAINTANCE Carol Erickson says Clarice Cocco was a skilled craftswoman who sewed her own 2-piece suits and had shoes to match. About the only craft that she never learned was tatting, so in her 90s she taught herself.
INFORMATION FROM WAYNE OHLSSON at www.rootsweb.com.
HEADSTONE has no death date. With Peter Renaldo. Says quilter. Married May 12 1941.
OBITUARY Iron County Reporter Oct 17 2018 “Obituaries: Clarice Cocco” with photo (shown here)
CASPIAN - Clarice J. Cocco, 102, died Saturday October 6, 2018.
Mrs. Cocco was born May 22, 1916 in Gaastra, the daughter of the late Clifford and Winnifred (Lord) Piper. She was a lifelong resident of the area.
She married Peter R. Cocco on May 12, 1941 in Iron River. They celebrated 52 years of marriage in 1993 before Peter’s passing in December of that year.
Clarice was a member of St. Cecelia Catholic Church in Caspian and the Carrie Jacobs-Bond Composing Threaders, where she taught hand quilting. She was a volunteer at the Iron County Museum, giving tours in the Carrie Jacobs-Bond Home for over 20 years. She loved making hand quilted quilts for her children and grandchildren. She enjoyed doing many interesting and creative activities including crocheting, appliqueing, making beautiful table cloths, doilies and embroidered pillow cases as gifts to friends and family. Clarice sketched pictures, made dolls, and was a wonderful seamstress, making her own clothes and hats.
Clarice was preceded in death by her husband, Peter R. Cocco; brothers, George, Orville, and Elmer; two brothers-in-law, and one sister-in-law.
Survivors include a son, Willard (Andra) Cocco of DeWitt; daughters Colleen Welch of Grant and Julie Tipton of Pea Ridge, Ariz.; sister-in-law, Olga Cocco; 15 grandchildren, 47 great grandchildren, and 10 great great grandchildren; nieces, nephews, extended family and friends.
Memorial services will be held Saturday, Nov. 3 in DeWitt. Interment will be in Stambaugh Cemetery.
Funeral arrangements by the Jacobs Funeral Home, Inc. of Iron River.
BOOK: WOOD FIRE SAUNAS AND IRON MINES: A LIVING HISTORY OF MICHIGAN’S UPPER PENINSULA (Hometown Memories series) copyright 2014 page 43 “Grumble Seats” by Clarice Cocco of Caspian, Michigan born 1916
I am a “Yooper,” of Michigan’s upper peninsula. I was born in Spring Valley, a pretty name, but when I was in the 3rd grade, there was a name contest in school. The winner’s name was and is Gaastra. Gaastra had two generations of scarlet fever in 1900 and 1923. In 1900, my father’s sister died and his grandmother contracted blood poisoning from the scarlet fever germ in a splinter wound. Her arm was amputated on the kitchen table; she died. The next generation (me), my baby brother was 10 months old, Elmer, and three-year old Orville died the same day. I was 14 months older than Orville. They didn’t expect me to live either. Mother was sick the rest of her life. Dear mother was quarantined with her dying babies, alone. But here I am, 97 years old. Having had scarlet fever, measles, mumps, chickenpox, whooping cough, broken bones, yellow jaundice, appendicitis, cataracts, gallbladder surgery, a stint, 27 years of diabetes II. What? Huh? Pardon? Hearing aids. I made dandelion tea for the pain of gallbladder.
Gaastra had no restaurants or gas stations or theaters in 1920 or bikes. Gaastra had two churches, one tavern, three grocery stores, one dry goods store, and a little dress shop, town hall and post office. While the new school was being built, 2nd and 3rd grades were in the town hall. I was in 2nd grade. The hall had two bowling lanes in the basement, a stage where we had our Christmas plays. My favorite teacher was Sarah Grough, for two grades. At recess, we jumped rope and played ball and jacks. At home I had dolls and made mud pies. Loved to run and climb trees.
I lived in the best of times, between the two world wars. We moved to Detroit when I was 12 years old, went to Southwestern High. Depression time so we didn’t have graduation rings. Never went to a prom or sleepovers. No radio or TV; wasn’t even thought of, hardly any cameras. So different from now, cameras in their pockets also a phone in every ear. My high school boyfriend whistled “I’m just a vagabond lover” as he approached our house.
Memories back to Gaastra, I married Peter Cocco. Love that name, Mrs. Cocco. We were married 52 and a half years. Three generations (almost) my daughter Colleen had 49th this year. My parents 50 years. The Presbyterian ladies aide made pasties for the iron ore miners. My mom made up 25 pounds of flour for the crusts. Practically all Gaastra baked them. No old radio programs because there was no radio. My father was the first policeman. Grandma had a phonograph. I played “Lindberg” over and over.
Palatka School was about a mile from our house, walked every day to and from. One day after a snowstorm, snow was so deep it was over the fence. When I reached the school, there were only three students, my cousin and I and one other girl. There were no teachers, no janitors, and the snowplow was even stuck.
I was a married lady before TV. Rumble seats, I’d rather name it a grumble seat. If it rained, you got wet. Instead of a trunk in back of a coupe, it opened up for a tiny seat. No roof and it was windy back there too. A story my grandmother told me of a man asleep on her front room floor when she woke up. Most likely, he’d walked for days. At nine years old I was a “milkman.” I delivered four quarts in my arms and one day I dropped one, cork flew off. I replaced and delivered the milk. My father heard about that! He bought a little wagon for me.
My great-grandfather was owner of the Kinney iron ore mine. Spring Valley was built on his property. My great-grandparents came to the Upper Peninsula in 1882. Brother and sister and their families walked 40 miles from the end of the railroad. All forested country. My paternal great-grandmother and maternal great-grandmother were brother and sister!
My maiden name is Piper. The Pipers married King, Lord, and Noble. My father married Winnifred Lord. His sister Myrtle wed Ben King; their sister Ina married Charles Noble. Most of the population was immigrants. Everybody had chickens and cows and big gardens, even some had pigs. A town pasture for cows. Ladies rode in the few cars backseats, husbands drove, ladies didn’t drive.
Population was mostly Italian, Caspian the next town. Gaastra mostly Polish. We good-naturedly called them wops. I’m Cousin Jacks and Polaks is Polish. Except for groceries, most everything was bought thru the wish book or catalogues like Sears and Roebuck and Montgomery Ward. Even my diamond engagement and wedding ring. Ten years old, I wrote myself a love letter and hid it in our Maytag washing machine. There were three generations of Maytags, wringer washers. There are still three pupils in my grade still living to 97 years old! My best friend and I were friends for 90 years. Never a cross word between us.
OBITUARY of Angeline Ongaro 2009 says Clarice Cocco is a cherished lifelong friend.
INFORMATION FROM RELATIVE Janet Feldhusen says children:
1. Willard born 1942
2. Colleen born 1945
3. Julie born 1952
INFORMATION FROM ACQUAINTANCE Carol Erickson says Clarice Cocco was a skilled craftswoman who sewed her own 2-piece suits and had shoes to match. About the only craft that she never learned was tatting, so in her 90s she taught herself.
INFORMATION FROM WAYNE OHLSSON at www.rootsweb.com.
OBITUARY Iron County Reporter Oct 17 2018 “Obituaries: Clarice Cocco” with photo (shown here)
CASPIAN - Clarice J. Cocco, 102, died Saturday October 6, 2018.
Mrs. Cocco was born May 22, 1916 in Gaastra, the daughter of the late Clifford and Winnifred (Lord) Piper. She was a lifelong resident of the area.
She married Peter R. Cocco on May 12, 1941 in Iron River. They celebrated 52 years of marriage in 1993 before Peter’s passing in December of that year.
Clarice was a member of St. Cecelia Catholic Church in Caspian and the Carrie Jacobs-Bond Composing Threaders, where she taught hand quilting. She was a volunteer at the Iron County Museum, giving tours in the Carrie Jacobs-Bond Home for over 20 years. She loved making hand quilted quilts for her children and grandchildren. She enjoyed doing many interesting and creative activities including crocheting, appliqueing, making beautiful table cloths, doilies and embroidered pillow cases as gifts to friends and family. Clarice sketched pictures, made dolls, and was a wonderful seamstress, making her own clothes and hats.
Clarice was preceded in death by her husband, Peter R. Cocco; brothers, George, Orville, and Elmer; two brothers-in-law, and one sister-in-law.
Survivors include a son, Willard (Andra) Cocco of DeWitt; daughters Colleen Welch of Grant and Julie Tipton of Pea Ridge, Ariz.; sister-in-law, Olga Cocco; 15 grandchildren, 47 great grandchildren, and 10 great great grandchildren; nieces, nephews, extended family and friends.
Memorial services will be held Saturday, Nov. 3 in DeWitt. Interment will be in Stambaugh Cemetery.
Funeral arrangements by the Jacobs Funeral Home, Inc. of Iron River.
BOOK: WOOD FIRE SAUNAS AND IRON MINES: A LIVING HISTORY OF MICHIGAN’S UPPER PENINSULA (Hometown Memories series) copyright 2014 page 43 “Grumble Seats” by Clarice Cocco of Caspian, Michigan born 1916
I am a “Yooper,” of Michigan’s upper peninsula. I was born in Spring Valley, a pretty name, but when I was in the 3rd grade, there was a name contest in school. The winner’s name was and is Gaastra. Gaastra had two generations of scarlet fever in 1900 and 1923. In 1900, my father’s sister died and his grandmother contracted blood poisoning from the scarlet fever germ in a splinter wound. Her arm was amputated on the kitchen table; she died. The next generation (me), my baby brother was 10 months old, Elmer, and three-year old Orville died the same day. I was 14 months older than Orville. They didn’t expect me to live either. Mother was sick the rest of her life. Dear mother was quarantined with her dying babies, alone. But here I am, 97 years old. Having had scarlet fever, measles, mumps, chickenpox, whooping cough, broken bones, yellow jaundice, appendicitis, cataracts, gallbladder surgery, a stint, 27 years of diabetes II. What? Huh? Pardon? Hearing aids. I made dandelion tea for the pain of gallbladder.
Gaastra had no restaurants or gas stations or theaters in 1920 or bikes. Gaastra had two churches, one tavern, three grocery stores, one dry goods store, and a little dress shop, town hall and post office. While the new school was being built, 2nd and 3rd grades were in the town hall. I was in 2nd grade. The hall had two bowling lanes in the basement, a stage where we had our Christmas plays. My favorite teacher was Sarah Grough, for two grades. At recess, we jumped rope and played ball and jacks. At home I had dolls and made mud pies. Loved to run and climb trees.
I lived in the best of times, between the two world wars. We moved to Detroit when I was 12 years old, went to Southwestern High. Depression time so we didn’t have graduation rings. Never went to a prom or sleepovers. No radio or TV; wasn’t even thought of, hardly any cameras. So different from now, cameras in their pockets also a phone in every ear. My high school boyfriend whistled “I’m just a vagabond lover” as he approached our house.
Memories back to Gaastra, I married Peter Cocco. Love that name, Mrs. Cocco. We were married 52 and a half years. Three generations (almost) my daughter Colleen had 49th this year. My parents 50 years. The Presbyterian ladies aide made pasties for the iron ore miners. My mom made up 25 pounds of flour for the crusts. Practically all Gaastra baked them. No old radio programs because there was no radio. My father was the first policeman. Grandma had a phonograph. I played “Lindberg” over and over.
Palatka School was about a mile from our house, walked every day to and from. One day after a snowstorm, snow was so deep it was over the fence. When I reached the school, there were only three students, my cousin and I and one other girl. There were no teachers, no janitors, and the snowplow was even stuck.
I was a married lady before TV. Rumble seats, I’d rather name it a grumble seat. If it rained, you got wet. Instead of a trunk in back of a coupe, it opened up for a tiny seat. No roof and it was windy back there too. A story my grandmother told me of a man asleep on her front room floor when she woke up. Most likely, he’d walked for days. At nine years old I was a “milkman.” I delivered four quarts in my arms and one day I dropped one, cork flew off. I replaced and delivered the milk. My father heard about that! He bought a little wagon for me.
My great-grandfather was owner of the Kinney iron ore mine. Spring Valley was built on his property. My great-grandparents came to the Upper Peninsula in 1882. Brother and sister and their families walked 40 miles from the end of the railroad. All forested country. My paternal great-grandmother and maternal great-grandmother were brother and sister!
My maiden name is Piper. The Pipers married King, Lord, and Noble. My father married Winnifred Lord. His sister Myrtle wed Ben King; their sister Ina married Charles Noble. Most of the population was immigrants. Everybody had chickens and cows and big gardens, even some had pigs. A town pasture for cows. Ladies rode in the few cars backseats, husbands drove, ladies didn’t drive.
Population was mostly Italian, Caspian the next town. Gaastra mostly Polish. We good-naturedly called them wops. I’m Cousin Jacks and Polaks is Polish. Except for groceries, most everything was bought thru the wish book or catalogues like Sears and Roebuck and Montgomery Ward. Even my diamond engagement and wedding ring. Ten years old, I wrote myself a love letter and hid it in our Maytag washing machine. There were three generations of Maytags, wringer washers. There are still three pupils in my grade still living to 97 years old! My best friend and I were friends for 90 years. Never a cross word between us.
OBITUARY of Angeline Ongaro 2009 says Clarice Cocco is a cherished lifelong friend.
INFORMATION FROM RELATIVE Janet Feldhusen says children:
1. Willard born 1942
2. Colleen born 1945
3. Julie born 1952
INFORMATION FROM ACQUAINTANCE Carol Erickson says Clarice Cocco was a skilled craftswoman who sewed her own 2-piece suits and had shoes to match. About the only craft that she never learned was tatting, so in her 90s she taught herself.
INFORMATION FROM WAYNE OHLSSON at www.rootsweb.com.
Family Members
Sponsored by Ancestry
Advertisement
Advertisement
