Thursday, July 2, 2009

Fredericka Vander Schaaff 1832 - 1906


Fredericka Vander Schaaff was born in 1832 in Amsterdam, Holland. It is said she came from a wealthy family. When she was 17 her father lost all of his wealth. He then came to Buffalo, New York where he had a stroke and the doctors bled him. Her father then contracted tuberculoses and soon died thereafter from its effects. She would lose three grandchildren from the same disease.

Freda lived with her husband August in Falls City on a farm and then later in life moved into town. She outlived her husband and is buried in the Falls City, Nebraska, cemetary.

She sometimes referred to herself as Barbara in church records.


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2010 Fredericka the Artist from Deborah Gardiner on Vimeo.






2010 Weinert's Kerosene Lamp from Deborah Gardiner on Vimeo.







2010 Fredericka's Cup from Deborah Gardiner on Vimeo.


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Fredericka with grandson Irving Wiltse:


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Fredericka aka Barbara's mother's headstone:
She changed her name a little as well.

1906 Falls City Tribune:






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Untitled from K on Vimeo.



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Photobucket Our visit was a real highlight to our trip. Had a busy dinner with Curt and Linda VanderSchaaff. Genealogy, social, and restaurant does not mix, though we had too good a time to really accomplish much from a genealogy standpoint. Curt brought me several pictures I already had, but adding names helped much for identification purposes. He does not have much research available, but think he has the pictures if you would ask him for specific ones. The real highlight was a last minute call to Thelma Heil at Clymer, N.Y. She volunteered to take us to the cemetery where Jennetge (Jane) Vanderschaaff was buried. (Jane or Jenny is Fredericka's mother you remember) Your sister in some manner got this special picture also. Would be interested how she found the cemetery....that cemetery is not in use anymore, across the street from the Dutch church whose records burned at some point, and high on a hill overlooking the gorgeous valley with trees changing colors. Even in the rain we got some pictures and kept our footing on the slippery slope. Next to Jenny's marker was the marker of Thelma Heil's great Grandfather Frederick VanderSchaaff brother to our Fredericka. Thelma has identified, through her many years of interest, most of the cemetery markers in the two Clymer cemeteries, and has lived in two homes; her very nice home of her family days and home across the street where she grew up. Her husband was a large dairy distributor with a large fleet of trucks. Hard working and prosperous people certainly! Her part of the family pronounce Vanderschaaff with a kaaff and Curt pronounces it schaaff interestingly. She is your contact and would be willing and very capable to answer your questions. Address and phone as follows: Mrs. Thelma Heil R.D.#1 Box 79 Clymer, N.Y. 14724 716-355-4483 WE had a good trip;. Bennington, Vermont was a Wiltse Revolutionary War highlight for my great, great, great grandfather's home area and quite a story involving his burned home and farm by the British. Bennington was a strategic location to change the war to the benefit of the "Americans" even if his farm, grain etc. was ruined. Twas a beautiful high mountainous country....across the nearby border were the mountains of Massachusetts where my great, great grandmother Wiltse was born. I have her picture in a large beautiful silk shawl in my trunk, so she is very much alive in my thoughts. That is...I have both her picture and the lovely perfect shawl. On we went to the White Mt. of New Hampshire where my Buxton cousin is the lead ranger over 3,000 acres of National Forest. We hiked to the top of Mt. Craig, 1,300 ft. Coming down in the slippery leaves was kinda difficult for my knees even with two walking sticks, but I did it with a few minor tumbles. Though I did not intend to give you a travelogue, I will end with an outstanding trip to Acadia National Park in Maine on the coast. Twas very cold, rainy still, but very lovely. A harbor cruise and trolley land trip of historic Portland, Maine should not be missed if you ever get to the Southern Maine coast. So that was our car trip...3,500 miles and four various kinds of lobster meals....Yum! 41 miles/gal. Our minds must have met over the air waves, cuz I just sent you some pictures of your trip here. You must return to digitize Grandmother Louise Weinert's genealogy book....Remember!!!! Marji and Ed