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SOURCES
Census
[After the death of August Schroeder, Helen lived with her daughter and
son-in-law.]
1920 Charles Kruse, Brooklyn, Kings Co. ED1396
1930 Charles Kruse, Brooklyn, Kings Co. ED475
Marriage
Miller, Helene and Baumgartner, Hermann, 1871, Manhattan, NY, NY.
Certificate Number 4497
Baumgartel, Helena and ??? ???. 1879, Manhattan, NY, NY.
Certificate Number 4303
Burial
Record from The Lutheran All Faiths Cemetery, Middle Village, NY
Helen Schroeder age 84 years 2 months 6 days, place of death Baldwin,
Long Island, NY, interred October 10, 1936
Autobiography of Gertrude Lutze, Schlesinger Library, Radcliffe Institute
for Advanced Study, Harvard University
See August Schroeder for information on
Helen's children.
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BIOGRAPHY
Helen Muller married first at the age of seventeen or eighteen. After
the death of her first husband Herman Baumgartel, May 1879, Helen
married August Schroeder, probably within a few months of Herman's death.
Helen outlived both of her husbands and all but one of her thirteen
children, dying at the age of 83.
The following is Courtesy of Gertrude Lutze, daughter of Jay and Margaret
Lutze
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Mother's Aunt Lena, her father's sister, spent several weeks with us in
Connecticut for a few summers in the late nineteen twenties. She was a tiny
woman, in her seventies or eighties, her face lined with wrinkles, gray hair
pulled straight back off her face and secured firmly in a knot on top of her
head. Her long cotton print dresses were always protected by a colorful
apron tied with a large bow. Indoors she pattered round in purple felt
slippers.
Aunt Lena smiled and laughed often; her eyes twinkled merrily when she told
stories or chattered with us children. Without fail, we could count on her
giving us a nickel to run down to the store and buy tootsie rolls or
multi-flavored life savers for ourselves, and another nickel to buy the New
York paper for her.
Her daughter Annie [step-daughter Annie Schroeder], grand-daughter Carol
[daughter Caroline Schroeder], and grandson Harold
[Harold Wilmott, son of Caroline Schroeder and
Albert Wilmott], drove up with
her from New York, spent the weekend, and then returned for Aunt Lena when
she was ready to go home several weeks later. I vaguely remember them, but
one memory is clear; Harold brought his sweetheart one weekend and smooched
with her on the front porch glider most of the weekend, which embarrassed me
as I walked by to enter or leave the house.
If Aunt Lena's visits came to an end because she died, or because we
returned to New York year round for a time, or because the depression
clipped her traveling-wings, I can't say. But like the old soldier, Aunt
Lena just faded away, leaving us a bright charming memory. |
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