Kathy Squared...

Kathy Staufer
Medina Library Teen Library Associate

In 2017, Kathy Stauffer joined the staff at the Medina Library Adult Reference desk. Kathy S. has been kicking around the MCDL library system for 16 years, working at the Lodi Branch, leaving for awhile to pursue her art,  returning to work at the Seville Branch, moving to the Lodi Branch and now, she is here in Medina.



Kathy is a wonderful addition to our Teen Department staff with her low-key personality and artistic talents. Besides our first names, we share a number of traits: premature grey hair, and fair coloring. Which means we have similar wardrobes and often show up to work similarly dressed. We share similar interests. We are about the same age. And of course, we work at the same place.

Eliza Stauffer's tombstone is broken into three parts.
Old Cemetery, Rootstown, Portage County, Ohio.

One day, I mentioned to Kathy that I have Stauffer's in my family tree, too. Back in 1850, my 4 X Great Aunt, Eliza Tagg, married Lewis Stauffer in Portage County, Ohio. She died in 1852, and I have not been able to trace Lewis Stauffer after that to see if she had given birth before dying. Spellings of the Stauffer name often vary according to the record - I was not put off by the different spelling.

Kathy was not particularly impressed with the connection.

But then she pipes up with "My husband isn't really a Staufer anyway. His father was born with Grandma Julie's first husband. But when she remarried, her second husband, Felix Staufer, adopted both of her sons and so their names changed to Staufer." She related the story of how the younger son died in an train accident. Grandma Julie told Kathy that her first husband's name was Miller, but Kathy's husband said that wasn't right and gave Kathy his biological grandfather's true surname, which Kathy couldn't remember.

And that is all it took for me to start researching the family. Kathy S. was unclear on specifics and I wanted to know more about the train accident.

1934 Cleveland Ohio Directory
From Ancestry Library Edition

 A couple of quick searches on Ancestry LE and the Familysearch.org website turned up some entries in the Cleveland City Directories for the 1920's and the younger son's death record - from an automobile accident. But strangely, nothing was turning up in Census records.

Robert Staufer's Ohio Death Certificate, dated 14 May 1933.
Ohio Deaths 1908-1953 at Family Search.

Digging a little deeper, I searched the online index to Cuyahoga County Marriage Records for Grandma Julie and found it.

Marriage record of Grandma Julie and Felix Staufer, showing her first husband's surname.
Ohio County Marriage Records 1774-1993 from Ancestry Library Edition

And voila! Grandma Julie's first husband's surname was ---- Petrash - a Slovak surname which has been Americanized to Petras in my in-laws branch of the family.

So, if Felix Staufer had not adopted Grandma Julie's two young sons, we would be...

Kathy Petras²

Kathy Petras and Kathy Petras or Kathy Petras² 

Isn't a weird and wonderful world that we live in??

Serendipity? Or Something More?

Serendipity. Luck. Chance. Coincidence. Call it what you will, sometimes, it seems like our ancestors are reaching out from the grave to boost our research efforts. It is a phenomenon that is quietly talked about in genealogy circles.

The following is a true incident from my own research.

A few years ago, I was engaged in in-depth research on a particular family name in order to write a book about them. One individual was particularly well documented.

Reverend John H. TAGG was born in England in 1824 and immigrated to the U.S. in 1836 with his parents and siblings.. He was listed in school tax lists in Portage County, Ohio. He worked his way through seminary school and became a minister in the Methodist Episcopal Church. His itinerant ministry is well documented at the Archives of Ohio Methodist Church at Ohio Wesleyan. In the early years he traveled on horseback to visit his various assigned churches, often crossing flooded rivers. Later he was reassigned to a new church every 18 months.

This portrait of John Tagg hangs in the hallway of the
 United Methodist Church in Pomfrey, New York.

Finding this portrait was serendipitous. My sisters, daughters and I were visiting the Chautauqua region of New York. We stopped in the town of Pomfrey which was having a street market so we could lunch. We decided to get a meal that was being offered by the United Methodist church. Knowing that Rev. John Tagg had served in the area, I asked the lady dishing up our food if the church had any history on the preachers who had served the local churches in the 1800's. She asked me who I was looking for and I gave her John's name. "Follow me," she said. She led us through a circuitous root from the church's basement up to the hallway outside the current minister's office. There in the dimly lit hallway was a series of portraits of early preachers for the church. And there we found the above portrait of Rev. J. H. Tagg. We all got goosebumps. And all because we decided to stop for lunch.

John married a school teacher, Laura Ann Lilly, in 1846 and was listed with her in Portage County, Ohio in the 1850 census. By the 1860 Pennsylvania census, the small family consisted of the Reverend, his wife, Laura, 7 year old Alice and 1 year old baby “Clampa”. “Clampa” might have been a nickname because throughout the rest of her life she was known as Clara. The reverend lived a long life, finally dying in 1911.

1860 West Greenville,  Mercer County, Pennsylvania Census taken 11 June 1860.

Clara’s life was also well documented, as she became a teacher like her mother. She rose through the ranks in Ohio schools, and spoke at many of the teachers' conferences in the state. She eventually became a principal, and after her marriage at a relatively late age, became a Cleveland Public School Board Member. At one time there was a Cleveland elementary school named after her.

   

Picture from the 1 November 1924
Cleveland Plain Dealer

But Alice? After the brief appearance in the 1860 census, she disappeared. She was not in any other census records. Her sister’s and her parent’s life stories and obituaries make no reference to her, as if she never existed. What became of Alice? Why did she disappear?

One evening while working on this mystery, my sister Sara called. She listened to my frustration with the lack of evidence. I wondered out loud if the young girl had a disability that caused her parents to send her away and never mention her, or if she died. My sister, who is NOT a genealogist, listened politely and made comforting sounds on the phone. We finished our phone conversation and I went back to my unproductive search.

Half an hour later, Sara called back, “I think I found Alice!” she exclaimed. “What?” “Where?” and “How?” were my confused responses. Just by using a different search engine (I had used Google, she used Bing), Sara had found a cemetery listing for Alice TAGG in Conneautville, PA, one of the many locations her father had served as a minister. She had died in October of 1860, just months after her appearance in the census records.

Serendipity? Or Something More?

The family and I planned a visit to the cemetery to confirm that this Alice TAGG was the one we were looking for.

We arrived in the early afternoon. The cemetery is a sprawling location on the edge of town. We drove around a little bit and parked. Knowing that the tombstone would be old, I headed for the older part of the cemetery. My family spread out to other sections.

After searching only about 1/2 hour, I located her grave. My family joined me at the stone..

We stood in front of the tombstone. I had brought a picture of her father and a spray of lavender blossoms. My daughter had made an old fashioned yarn doll. As we placed these items at the base of the stone, we noticed that the surrounding stones were all for older adults. No children's stones were nearby. I realized that Alice was buried among strangers. Her father's frequent re-assignments would not have allowed her to form great friendships. And she certainly wouldn't have known the people buried around her. The fact that none of her families records ever mentioned her made us very sad for the little girl.

We read the inscription "Our Dear Ally daughter of J.H. & L.A. TAGG". The confirmation I needed to show that she was the Alice that we had been searching for. As we stood there, I promised Alice that she would have a place of honor in the book I was writing on the family, and that her name would never be forgotten again.

Just then, about twenty feet away, a commotion erupted in some nearby trees. Glancing up to see what was happening, we saw 4-5 bluebirds cavorting in the trees.

Had Alice heard??

I have blogged about serendipity in genealogy research before:

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