NOTE: I had hoped to get a post about my RootsTech experience up today, but it’s not going to happen. First, I’m contemplating whether I’ll offend a segment of my readership if I use the term “badass.” Second, it turns out that if you take your first long trip away from a 3-year-old and a 5-year-old, they miss you. A lot. They don’t let you out of their sight, and they certainly aren’t interested in waiting while you compose a blog post. So I’m going to stick to playing with Tinkertoys and reading Mike Mulligan and the Steam Shovel. Come back tomorrow, and I’ll tell you about the badass awesome conference I just came from. In the meantime, here’s a rerun from last February, because apparently it’s Valentine’s Day or something.
This tidbit about my great-great-grandpa’s brother, Valentine Scheiber, is one of my all-time favorites. It’s from the Milwaukee Sentinel, 17 November 1881:
A day or two ago, Squire McWhorter was called upon to perform a marriage ceremony with which a little romance is connected. The contracting parties were Mr. Valentine Scheiber, an old “typo” well-known to the fraternity in Milwaukee, now foreman of Culver, Page & Hoyne’s printing establishment in Chicago, and Miss Mary Triplett, also of Chicago. Miss Triplett had been induced by her parents and friends to consent to an engagement with a rich old bachelor in Chicago, but it seems that her devotion to Mr. Scheiber was of a different nature, as she arrived here with the latter gentleman and Squire McWhorter tied the knot which made them man and wife. A late dinner was served at the residence of Mr. Fred Scheiber, of the law firm of Cotzhausen, Sylvester & Scheiber, of Poplar street, who is a brother of the groom, and then the couple left for Chicago to the surprise of the parents of the bride and, no doubt, the old bachelor.
I guess this is how it was done before eloping to Vegas was invented.
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