Goodrich family visits Grandma Digons at the upper place

Goodrich Family Outing

"Uncle Fred & Aunt Georgia on The Upper Place"

Summer 1912

The Goodrich Family

My Mom kept her family photos and genealogical information which has been useful to me in piecing together her side of my family history. Some of that I present here.

Goodrich Family Outing

I love this picture of Grampa Goodrich and his young family out for a spin on a fine summer day, dropping in on Grandma Digons at the upper place.

Goodrich Family Gathering

I have yet to figure out what occasioned this April 3, 1932 gathering and photo session at Grandpa and Grandma Goodrich's place in Piersonville.


The Poem

I found this delightful poem amongst Mom's papers.

The development of the automobile at the turn of the 20th century brought with it a considerable problem with inadequate roads and by the 1930's Red Rock folks were fed up! Improvement associations formed to pressure the County to do something about the situation. Work on Red Rock road started in July 1933 and was finally completed in November 1934.

Ida Frances Acker-Carpenter Goodrich’s Diary

Ida Frances Acker-Carpenter Goodrich was my great-grandmother, wife of Frederick Carlton Goodrich, mother of Frederick Lorenzo Goodrich, my mother’s father.

This is a transcription of an old photocopy of Ida’s diary. Some of these sheets seem to be out of order. Ida died March 31, 1919, about 3 months after the last entry in December 1918.


A Little About this Photo

I love this picture of Grampa Goodrich and his young family out for a spin on a fine summer day, dropping in on Grandma Digons at the upper place.

The youngest in this picture is my Mom. She was born at the Birge farm, a 1/2 mile west of this scene. The family was living there at the time of Mom’s birth and I assume were still living there when this picture was taken less than two years later. The other two kids are my mom’s older siblings, Ralph and Myrtle. Behind Uncle Ralph stands my Great Grandma Digons.

Grampa's Rat-rod

Someone, and it very well could have been Grampa, cobbled this runabout together from the parts of 2 or 3 cars. He was always a tinkerer; always building something from nothing. He taught me and my mother well! That’s Mom on her mother’s lap.