Waltz letter listing Mayflower descendants

People: Aldrich, Laura Jeannette Aldrich, Martha Bassett Aldrich, William Waterman ll Bassett line Bassett, Martha Bates line Mayflower descent Schaefer, Mr. and Mrs. Waltz, Grace Rollins Walz, Mrs. Alfred W. (Grace) Waterman line Willams, Rodger line Winsor line. Obtained: 05/25/1968

Aldrich Family Genealogy

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People: Aldrich, Aaron III

Elizabeth Hughes Cahoon 1830 – 1914

Snippets of Bay Village History – Kay Laughlin
Elizabeth Hughes Cahoon 1830 – 1914

On Dover Center Road just south of the old Broadview Savings and Loan Branch Office is a small Victorian farmhouse. What is the story behind this house? Who lived there? Who built it?

Elizabeth Hughes grew up in a log cabin on the Ohio River in Cleves, Ohio. Her next door neighbors were Joel and Margaret Cahoon living in their log cabin. As children growing up together, Tom Cahoon and Elizabeth played together and became good friends. When the Cahoon family moved north to Dover Township, Elizabeth and Tom kept in contact through letters and visits. As young adults, they married in 1860, in the Hughes log cabin and moved to Cleveland Ohio. Tom and Elizabeth had a daughter they named Effie. Elizabeth settled into domestic house keeping at 5217 Franklin Ave. in Cleveland. She became active in the Women’s Christian Temperance Union while raising their daughter, and Tom ventured into the lumber business and became a Cleveland City Councilman in the old Ward 10.

Elizabeth was a 50 year member of the Old Stone Church in Cleveland, OH. She also attended the neighborhood church, Bethany Presbyterian, on the corner of Clinton and W. 65th St. Effie married Dr. Clifton Ellis When she was but 28 years old she caught tuberculosis and died in 1888. Tom died in 1907.

When Tom died, Lydia, Laura, and Ida Cahoon offered Elizabeth a piece of land in the Baldwin apple orchard on Dover Center Road with the idea she could build a house and spend the summer and weekends with them. It was an easy walk from her new home across the valley bridge to the Cahoon house. Elizabeth agreed and built the house still standing at …. Dover Center Road.

Elizabeth died at age 84 in 1914, she willed monies to the WCTU and the Presbyterian Board of Relief (for disabled ministers) valued at $8000. The Bethany church was given a second Cahoon property at 1872 W 47th St. The proceeds of her Franklin Ave home went to the Presbyterian home.

There is a story behind each house in the village. This house is for sale today.

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Marvel E. Sebert, A Most Admired Teacher

Snippets of Bay Village History – Kay Laughlin
Marvel E. Sebert, A Most Admired Teacher, English 101

On the third floor of old Parkview School in the northwest class room with two walls of windows overlooking Cahoon Memorial Park and Lake Erie, Marvel Sebert held court, teaching English to Bay High School students for 36 years. It was the ‘coolest’ classroom in the building. Miss Sebert was greatly admired by her students. She made you understand and enjoy the English language. The class of 1947 dedicated their Bay Blue Book to her. Here is what they wrote:

”We the senior class of 1947, wish to dedicate this book which means so much to us, to one who has meant even more to us. She has encouraged us when we were troubled, scolded us when we needed a restraining hand, laughed with us in our fun, assisted all alone the way, and has been not only an adviser but a pal. This friend whom we so greatly appreciate is Marvel E. Sebert.”

Marvel grew up in East Cleveland, graduating from East Tech High School in February 1917. The June Bug, the East Tech Year Book, states Marvel lived at 10118 Olivet Ave. She was thinking of attending Western Reserve College. Her nickname was ‘Mar’ and while at school was involved in Palladium, the honors society, Commencement Speaker, Secretary of Rhetoricals, and Home Room President. Her bio says “Her eyes are fixed on a far off height” Her high school years were the years of World War I. Many of her classmates went off to war and some never returned. Marvel had such a friend which I will say something about later.

Marvel Sebert came to Parkview School as a teacher in 1925 having graduated from Otterbein College in 1921. The 1927 Ach-Light, Parkview’s first year book, gives Marvel’s duties at the school as English, Senior Dramatics, Librarian, Girls Coach and Senior Home Room. She taught us grammar and how to write a paragraph correctly. My sister, Barb, remembers lots of work sheets. She reminded us to mind our ‘Ps” and “Qs.’ We put together poem anthologies, gave speech demonstrations, (Emily Cross took off her skirt and ironed it for the class,) read Silas Marner, and learned about the great cathedrals of Europe and Great Britain. She retired in 1961.

At class reunions, when a ‘favorite teacher’ subject comes up, Marvel Sebert’s name is often mentioned. Most everyone has a good memory of being in her classroom.

I want to tell you about two students from my Class of 1955 that have always been grateful for having Miss Sebert as their teacher. First is Judy Harris. In Judy’s own words:

“As a result of her teaching, when I was just 16, I won a state-wide prize for an essay I wrote and was given a train trip to Washington DC, to meet an undersecretary of state. I was accompanied by a chaperone from the Cleveland News, a daily with a circulation in the hundreds of thousands. The fallout was that I was then invited to work one day weekly at that paper for my entire senior year, and our principal, Mr. Wells, allowed me to accept. And this was really thanks to Miss Sebert.”

Anne Reed, also in the class of 1955, and Miss Sebert formed a personnel bond. Anne, who received a 4 year scholarship to Smith College was an exceptional student. Years later, while chatting, Anne told me the story about Miss Sebert and her good friend who died in World War I. His body was never found so he wasn’t brought home for burial. Marvel never married. When Anne graduated, Miss Sebert gave Anne a present to remember her by. The present was a cherished book, “The Yellow Butterflies,” published in 1922 and written by Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews. It is the story of a mother whose beloved son does not return from World War I. (In 1921, congress passed a resolution to have an unidentified soldier returned to the United States and buried at Arlington National Cemetery as the Unknown Soldier to represent all the sons who did not return.) Anne brought the book out for me to see. What a wonderful gift Miss Sebert gave her. It represented a bit of herself. Anne never forgot.

When Gay and I decided to write a history of Bay Village, “Bay Village A Way Of Life” in 1973, the historical society produced a flyer, mailed to all residents in the village, announcing the coming of the first written history of Bay Village. Soon after the mailing, Gay and I received a note from Miss Sebert that said, “I’m not surprised you two are doing this. After reading that wonderful flyer about the book and all the pictures, who wouldn’t want to own one.” Enclosed was a check for $1000. Gay and I won’t forget her either.

Judy, Gay and I are Distinguished Alumni of Bay High School.

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Bay Village Teenage Social Clubs 1930-50’s

Snippets of Bay Village History = Kay Laughlin
Bay Village Teenage Social Clubs from the 1930’s to 1950’s.

Not a lot was offered in the way of programs, athletic or social, for a teenager in Bay Village in the 1930 to 1950 time period. If you were a girl, you went to school and came home. You could have a job in a local store after school, baby sit a neighbor’s child or help Mom at home. If you were lucky you had neighborhood friends to chat and laugh with after school. But nothing structured was offered from Bay High School or Bay Recreation Department for girls. Boys had some sports but most went home or to work. Thus, the social club became popular.

The definition of a social club is: “where members go in order to meet each other and enjoy leisure activities.” The clubs met in members homes after school and were supervised by a man or woman from the community. At first, social clubs were developed to teach the young folk about life outside the home. They emphasized learning responsibility and how to maneuver in the world. The clubs sponsored dances, and members learned how to advertise the event, collect monies, sell tickets, and hire a band. They discussed social skills.

The boys in the Village had two social clubs. One was the Dekes. The girls had three clubs, two were Trigger and Mesama. After WWII, the boys fraternities began to disappear. Trigger started to disappear when many from the Mesama group decided to stay together. Mesama continued to operate up to 1956.

The girls named their club, Mesama. Although spelled incorrectly, it was meant to be a French word meaning my friends, mes amis. In the 9th grade a girl received an invitation to join Mesama. Mesama, in the 1940’s, had a Mom who chaperoned the meetings and activities the girls planned. My sister, Barb, Class of 1949, and most of her friends were in Mesama. Once an active you paid dues and could participate in everything the club offered. Meetings were held in member’s homes. In the tenth grade another social club named Trigger gave out invitations to join their club. In the sophomore year of the Class of 1949, the Mesama girls, who all liked each other, decided to stay in Mesama and not go on to Trigger. A 5 pointed star with their club name on it was fashioned and worn as a necklace. Trigger had a diamond shaped pin. In the summer, the Mesama girls and Trigger girls rented “cottages” in Vermilion. Mesama at Old Homestead Beach and Trigger at Linwood one year. My Mom chaperoned one year with Helen Matyas, our neighbor across the street. Gay and I went along.

The girls always seemed happy and to be having fun. Gay and I said we wanted to join too some day. And we did. Our Mesama didn’t have a Mom, but we still met in each other’s homes. Ours was entirely a friendship group. We didn’t put on dances and hopefully, already knew some social skills. I was in Mesama until I graduated from high school

Today, there is so much for a girl or boy to do in the village that there isn’t the need for a Social Club. As much as I enjoyed the Social Club experience, I would have given anything to be able to participate and choose from one of the many activities offered girls today.

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Bay Recreation Dances 1946-1947

Snippets of Bay Village History – Kay Laughlin
Bay Recreation Dances 1946-1947

I found this letter in some of my Dad’s papers. It is a report by the chairman, my Dad, J. Ross Rothaermel, of the Youth Dance Committee for the school year of 1946-47.

My folks volunteered to lead the Recreation Youth Dance Committee for the Bay Recreation Department in 1946. The recreation department offered dances in the Community House, for the high school students during the school year. Dances were held on Friday nights, often after a game. The high school students looked forward to the dances and they were well attended.

The year my Dad and Mom volunteered, Dad had the idea of including some of the high school students in the planning. “After all the dances are held for the students and if they help plan them they can’t complain that we don’t run the dances to suit them.” he said. Dad formed the following committee for the year 1946-47: seniors, Madelon Herdtner and Peter Wolf, juniors, Charlotte Thompson and Tom Larson, sophomores, Sally Irwin and Art Hook and freshman, Janet Smith and Roger Alexander.

The new committee proved to be very helpful. The committee decided they didn’t want to refer to the dances as “Rec” dances, so another new idea that year was to give each dance a name. They selected the dance records and trimmed the Community House for each dance. Each dance was run as a separate party. The committee also helped publicize each dance by advertising the dances on the blackboards in the home rooms and making posters for the bulletin boards in the halls.

The following dances were held: The Autumn Whirl, Halloween Party, Kandy Kane Kapers, Bubble Bounce, Cupid’s Capers, Lady Shamrock Shuffle, April no dance, Easter weekend and the Spring Fever Simi-formal.

Twelve dozen balloons were blown up, lucky numbered shamrocks were handed out at the door with door prizes on them, and for the semi-formal, my Mom with some help from one of the chaperones, made 100 corsages with yellow jonquils and green ribbons. Each girl was presented with a corsage as she arrived at the dance.

Besides Mom and Dad, two other groups of parents from each class chaperoned the dances. Refreshments were served, selected by the students. James O’Neil supplied the cola. He trucked the coke in and returned the empties in his truck for each dance.

Dad ends his letter to the Recreation Board with, “It would be nice if the committee had a budget and let the students spent it the way they wanted. Spend the money on door prizes rather than an orchestra when the students would rather play records.” My folks then say how much they enjoyed chaperoning the dances and how well behaved the students were. It made their job easy.

Dad and Mom continued on through the summer with the new idea of summer dances, again with a student committee. This was an experiment to see if the students were interested during the summer months. I don’t know how that turned out.

Gay and I got dragged along to many of these dances. Truly, we loved going. Today, I feel I know the students who graduated around this time better than the ones who came after. There was so little to do in Bay at the time, this was a ‘big deal’ as you would say today.

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Dover Bay Park, After 1900, Part II

Snippets of Bay Village History – Kay Laughlin
Dover Bay Park , After 1900 – Part II

To set the scene, Washington Lawrence’s Dover Bay Park was a colony of cottages owned by Cleveland’s finest situated on the north side of Lake Road at the east end of Dover Township/Bay Village.

Some of the names associated with the park cottages were; John Fuller, (Irene Lawrence’s husband,) Arthur Newbury, Douglas Dodge, J. B. Zerbe, Dick Bokum, Colonel Myron T Herrick, Mr. Getzem-Danner, and Judge Hughes. Involved with the golf course were: Walter James, (Ida Lawrence‘s husband,) Chisholm Beach, Charles Nicola, William Matthews, Ella Lawrence’s husband, and Mr. Bourne. With the death of Washington Lawrence in 1900, life in Dover Bay Park began to change.

Over the next years, some of the cottages were put up for sale and new residents moved in. The Winifred Lawrence Ingersole cottage by the road west of the mansion burned down. In 1903, the club house and golf course incorporated into the Dover Bay Country Club managed by Jack Quinlan. The family continued to live in the Mansion and own cottages on the grounds. Groups began picnicking in the park and using the beach more.

Day trips from Cleveland organizations were planned with Dover Bay Park the destination. Often these trips were advertised in the newspaper. An article from the Cleveland Leader in 1890 states, “Engineers at Dover Bay.” Often children from the inter city spent the day at the park. Another article states, “The Children’s Progressive Lyceum will have their twenty-second annual grove meeting at the Dover Bay Park picnic grounds tomorrow. The train will leave Euclid station via the “Nickel Plate” railroad at 8:30 a.m. and stop at all the intermediate stations.” (The Lawrence mansion had its own stop #11 on the line. Clague Road with its sub-station was #12.)

For the next 30 years, this was the life in the park. By the 1940’s, few proud cottages were still standing. When Irene Lawrence married John Fuller, their Fuller cottage was moved to a bluff on the eastside of the mansion and remodeled into a two story home for Irene. In the 1940’s, the McDonough family occupied one of the cottages until they found a permanent home in the village. The park eventually fell into disarray. At the end, two of the remaining cottages were moved to Lake and Wolf Roads and became permanent homes. The pavilion was taken down in 1943. In 1941, Fred Drenkin recalled delivering the morning Plain Dealer to the family in the mansion and running fast across the park grounds because it was so dark and spooky. The kids growing up in the area, thought the mansion was haunted and took dares to go in and look around.

The club house and golf course were always successful. At some time, the club house was painted dark green and received an addition for over-night accommodations for members who wished to spend the week or weekend. (Later, this golf club morphed into part of Westwood Country Club.)

By 1951 the club house was torn down and the land divided into lots for sale. Today, it is comprised of five deep lots with houses on the lake. A new club house was built across the street using one of the old farmhouses and the golf course was sold to Mickey McBride, founder of the Cleveland Browns. In 1956, after a fight in the village over whether the golf course land should become, a Union Carbide Research Center or homes built by Standvick Construction, houses were built when Union Carbide pulled out over the squabbling.

The Lawrence family owned the mansion until 1948 when they sold the property to the Richard Sheppard family for Bay View Osteopathic Hospital. Today, the mansion is part of Cashelmara Condominiums. It was the end of an era.

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Joseph Waldeck

Snippets of Bay Village History – Kay Laughin
Joseph Waldeck

Joseph Waldeck came into Dover township in 1899. Joseph was the superintendent of the American Steel & Wire Company on 55th Street in Cleveland, Ohio. His brother had just purchased a farm in the Township where Lakewood Country club is today, and Joseph considered buying one himself.

Casper Wuebker worked at American Steel and Wire. He lived in West Dover on Bradley Road south of the railroad tracks. He informed Joseph of a farm for sale on Bassett Road. The farm was owned by A.C. and Emma Phinney. The Phinneys had moved to Lake Road on the east end of the township on the lake (Cashelmara today.) Porter Creek ran through the property and all told the farm contained 23 acres. Neighbors were Reuben Osborn, and the Albers family.

The Waldeck farm was on Lot 83 on the east side of Bassett Road. The first owner of the property had been Caleb Eddy in 1826. At this time, Bassett Road had wide drainage ditches on either side of it, with an iron plank floor bridge across Porter Creek. Joseph built a fine new stucco house on the south bank of the creek behind where the Caleb Eddy house had stood. The address today is 503 Bassett Road. The house was built by Arthur Hagedorn who lived south of him on Bassett Road.

Joseph had a fruit orchard. He began experimenting with tree trimming and tree spraying, uncommon in those days.

Although Joseph was of German ancestry, he was not part of the German community. His children attended West High School in Cleveland. After Joseph sold the house, the Kulus family moved in and lived there through the 1940s and 1950s. The property was split and the two children, a daughter and son built houses north of the creek. They lived there for many years.

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Snippets of Bay Village History – Kay Laughlin
The Home front – I remember WWII

If you were alive during WWII, you were caught up in the atmosphere. It was a time you never forgot. Look, Life, The Saturday Evening Post magazines were filled with war pictures. Even the comics, paper dolls and coloring books had a war theme. Gay and I had teddy bears. Gay’s was a boy. Mom sewed him a little army outfit complete with hat.

I was just a little girl. I do not remember Pearl Harbor being attacked. My first remembrance is a voice coming from the orange dial on our console radio. Gabriel Heatter is saying, “Good evening everyone. There’s good news tonight.” that was followed by the bad news. He scared me to death. The newspapers had maps with red and blue lines showing how far we had advanced or retreated. Each neighborhood had an air raid warden and helpers. Ours were my Dad, Larry Carman, Ralph Wieland, Harold Inwood, and Art Hook. The top guy was known as the chief block head. We would practice blackouts by pulling down the shades while the Dads patrolled the neighborhood with flashlights looking for any thing out of place. Spooky times for a little kid. The air raid siren for our neighborhood was on our garage. One day Mom cranked it for us to hear. She was soon bombed by a nest of hornets that had taken up residence in the siren. Poor Mom. We ran for the hose and made mud to put on her head. She was the only one in Bay bombed in WWII.

I was in Mrs. Swaim’s second grade class in the west portable ( Bay Way Cabin.) Each morning a student from the high school came in selling saving stamps for a penny. My sister, Barbara, had a corsage made of saving stamps with red, white and blue ribbons. We had a cousin who flew B-29 airplanes. He gave Barb a pair of wings which she wore on her jacket.

Each member of a family had three ration stamp books for meat, sugar and gas. You had to be careful using them so they made it to the end of the month.

The girl scouts collected grease. House wives saved their grease, and my sister, Barb, collected it. It was used to make munitions.

The folks cleaned house and brass beds appeared in rail road cars for the war effort. The oak tree woods west of our house was cut down and used for staging at the Lorain shipyard.

My Grandmother had a blue star ribbon in the window for my cousin, Dick Walker. Cousin Eddie Bartel, a Staff Sergeant, sent us letters from the front. Our family had nine cousins serving in the army and air force. One was a prisoner of war in the Pacific for 3 years.

Every family had a victory garden in their yard. We grew everything from asparagus to strawberries. Lots of canning going on.

I lived at 31011 Lake Road (2,6, & 20 state routes). When Gay and I saw an army caravan coming, we would run down the driveway to the street to wave at the boys headed east to go overseas. Some caravans were 30 minutes long. It didn’t really dawn on us where they were going but I’m sure it did to my folks. I can see this as vividly as if it were yesterday.

City Hall had a Honor Roll board set up in the lobby. The names of our men and women serving were listed on the wall. A few had a gold star next to their name indicating they had passed away.

Bill Wieland and Pete Purvis would lay on their bellies at the edge of the cliff overlooking Lake Erie and Canada holding their toy rifles. They were ready to shoot down whatever crossed the lake from Canada and tried to invade us. The boys played at war every day.

My Grandpa Wurtz still had family in Ingenheim, Germany. He packed care packages and sent them to Germany.

The music of the day often had a war theme. ‘I’ll be home for Christmas, I’ll be seeing you, Bugle boy of Company B.’ Mom played the sheet music on the baby grand. We sang. The sheet music was black with white words and music.

Mom and Dad didn’t take us to war movies. However, even at a happy movie, Pathe’ films would appear showing our boys fighting in the Atlantic and Pacific.

We were at my Grandmothers on V-J Day. Ron, Gay and I took Dick’s souvenir knives and swords up on Lorain Rd at Kamm’s Corner to celebrate with everyone on the sidewalk dancing and singing. We were walking down the street with our weapons, when my Auntie Rene came running after us and shuffled us home real fast.

At Parkview School above the auditorium door were pictures of Bay boys who died in WWII. Bill Troyan, Ralph Talis, Bob Berger, so we never forget our freedom had a cost.

Yes, it was a time I won’t forget. Mike Ranney wrote in: “A Band of Brothers,” I’m treasuring my remark to a grandson who asked, ‘Grandpa, were you a hero during the war?’ ‘No,’ I answered, ‘but I served in a company of heroes.’

Attend your Memorial Day services. Thank the soldiers for the sacrifice they made so you can live free in this wonderful town, in this wonderful country, the U.SA.

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Snippets of Bay Village History – Kay Laughlin
The Cahoon Homestead House, Rose Hill Museum, Turns 200 Years Old

In 1818, Joseph and Joel Cahoon, using a simple carpenter’s manual, built the Cahoon homestead house on the west hill above Cahoon Creek, in the style of the gristmill that sat below in the valley. The house contained four rooms up and four rooms down with double sided lake stone fireplaces in the middle of the four rooms down. The walls were built of strong oak trees and the floors were poplar. The stairs wrapped around the fireplace on the north side with steps to the upstairs rooms. The basement, open to the east, housed a large stone fireplace for cooking and processing meats. The walls contained white oak lath sprung between the joists. The plaster was horsehair and the green tree plugs, heated and pounded into the beams and then allowed to cool, replaced hard to find iron nails.

In 1845, Joel, having inherited the farm from his father, brought his family back to Dover Township. He added a south wing which contained a wood burning stove and keeping room. In 1910, Ida, Laura and Lydia, Joel’s daughters, having retired from teaching to the farm, built a room onto the east end of the house to celebrate the 100th anniversary of the Cahoon family arriving in Dover Township. This new addition had a basement foundation, a living room and two bedrooms on the second floor. The house stayed in the family until 1917 when Ida Cahoon passed away. In 1919, the Cahoon Will gave the house and property to the citizens of Bay Village. One of the stipulations of the Will was the house become a library or museum.

Mayor Walter Wright brought to the Cahoon Park Trustees the idea to give $100 to the Paul sisters to organize a library in the farmhouse. In 1921, new Mayor George Morgan asked sisters, Emma Paul Pope and Olivia Paul Bailey, living in their Cahoon house on the corner of Wolf and Cahoon Roads, if they would start a library in the house. Using the Cahoon and Pope book collections, the sisters opened the Dover By The Lake Library. When Julia Osborn Scott became the librarian and lived upstairs above the library, the staircase was moved to the south wall of the east front room. This remained the Bay Village Library until 1960 when the library moved to Dover Center and Wolf Roads.

In 1960, the Bay Village Historical Society was organized. With the library gone, the homestead house sat empty. Members of the society placed artifacts from their own collections on the shelves and brought in furniture to decorate the rooms. On Sunday you could visit and have a tour of the first floor viewing their artifacts. In 1968, a group of young historians, Bob and Gigi Monroe, Gay Menning, and myself included confronted the society with the idea of truly making the house into a living museum. The historical society agreed and Bob and Gigi spearheading this move approached the city for moneys to remodel the house into a museum. Moneys were procured and architects from Hale Farm contacted for advice. Windows were changed, doors removed and ersatz walls built to produce an easy walking tour flow on the first floor. Rose Hill Museum opened in 1975 with mostly Cahoon and Aldrich artifacts. Louella Meyer and I made the first inventory of the museum artifacts. Whatever we had, we put out. We considered this a living museum and dressed it as it would have looked in the time period of each room. Today, it is more of a collection of items and not the style of the Cahoons. Some of our early greeters were: Jane Richards, Sue Tobey, Harriett Laverty, Jessie Hull, Sally Langner, Evelyn Allen, Jan Veverka, Marie Black, Brenda Gerbick, Paula Williams, Bonnie Ross, Sandy and Roger Pick to name a few. At the same time Gay Menning and I were finishing up on the first written history of Bay Village which was distributed from Rose Hill. This book started a money flow to help us maintain the museum. The Antique Show was started and the first managers were Gigi Monroe and Gay Menning. Our helpers grew as we added new things to do like braid rugs, offer education classes, build a log cabin and have picnics. Homemade stew was made in the black Cahoon kettle in the valley. Everyone brought a side dish and we ate outside under the catalpa tree just like the Cahoons.

This house has witnessed many changes over the years. At least ten Cahoons have died here. The library brought the students from Parkview School and now the museum brings the Normandy second graders and visitors interested in our town’s history. Two hundred years later the house, Rose Hill Museum, contains an important collection of Bay Village artifacts and memories. It is a delightful visit.

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