Wordless Wednesday – In The Army

Caption: In the Army. Ed.
Date: Late 1910’s
Location: Unknown, but probably Leetonia, Ohio
People: Edward Martin Lowry
Birth 8 Dec 1896 in Leetonia, Columbiana, Ohio, United States
Death 17 May 1978 in Canton, Stark, Ohio, United States
Ed Lowry was the brother of my great grandfather Charles Edward Lowry and therefore, my great great uncle. He served in the Army around the time of World War I, but I have not yet confirmed any overseas service.

Sunday’s Obituary – Anna Lottman Lowry

Mrs. Michael Lowry Succumbs in Hospital…
The Vindicator published this obituary of my great great grandmother Anna Lottman Lowry on May 7, 1945, two days after her death at Salem Hospital. Born in Germany, she married Michael around 1890. Interestingly, in my massive collection of Lowry family photos, I have not one of Anna (at least that I can identify) and only one of Michael. Since they had five children who survived at least into the 1970’s, I’m hoping that someone out there has additional photos of them.

Source:
Mrs. Michael Lowry Succumbs in Hospital,” Youngstown Vindicator, Section 1, Page 16. May 7 1945, accessed November 3, 2013. http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=kQtJAAAAIBAJ&sjid=A4MMAAAAIBAJ&pg=1460,1861252&dq=leetonia+michael-lowry&hl=en

Peace Be With You!

When I graduated from Ursuline in 2000, my graduation party featured a life-size picture of me in my tux before senior prom, printed on white paper so family and friends could write a message of support/good luck/inspiration. It’s a fairly common thing, I suppose, for a new graduate to need all the help he can get leaving the nest for the first time. Afterward, not wanting to dispose of these sentiments, I folded this massive piece of paper and stored it in a Rubbermaid container where it sat for years. Sorting through some boxes this past summer, I realized it wasn’t practical to keep it when I needed to make room in those bins for my Lego’s, a Star Trek comic book collection and a stockpile of Air Force unit patches, enough to outfit an entire squadron, that still clogged my old bedroom at my parents’ house.

I took one final read of what was written on that large piece of paper. Some comments were witty, others sentimental, and some were just plain stupid (“Never change!” – like that’s even possible). Of everything written, there was one comment that stuck with me. In the top, right corner, my grandpa Howard Witt wrote something so very Howard – “Peace be with you!”. My Grandpa Witt had incredibly strong faith and shared that faith where he could, whether in writing, in his spoken words or in the stained glass crosses he crafted that still grace many homes in Youngstown (and don’t forget The Vatican!). I cut this corner off the rest of the paper and it’s in my scrapbook, a fantastic reminder of an honorable and loving grandfather.

Carry on!

Grandpa Witt and a very young me taking a stroll during a trip to Topeka, Kansas to visit relatives.

Census Sunday – 1940 U.S. Census for Charles E. Lowry and Family

A 15-year old kid with his two parents. His mother doting over him, his father off to work each day. This was my grandfather and his parents in 1940. Charles James Lowry was a sophomore at Ursuline High School when Census Bureau employee Helen G Fouistell knocked on the door of 207 Thornton Avenue, on Youngstown’s North Side.

Carrying her oversized clipboard and a new Census sheet, she found my great grandmother Margaret home on Friday, April 5, 1940. My great grandfather Charles Edward was probably off at work, a analyst at Republic Steel. Steel still put bread on the table in Youngstown in 1940. Five of the 19 employed individuals that Helen interviewed for this census sheet worked in steel mills.

Relationship to Me:
Charles Edward Lowry (1899 – 1975)
father of:
Charles James Lowry (1924 – 2007)
father of:
Patrick Edward Lowry
father of:
Joseph Patrick Lowry

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State: Ohio
County: Mahoning
City: Youngstown

Ward: 1
Block: 169
Sheet: 2B
Enumeration District: 96-14
Enumerated by: Helen G Fouistell, Enumerator
Address: 207 N Thornton Avenue (map)

Line 41 – 43
Household 31
Rented or Owned: Rented
Monthly Rent: $31
Does this household live on a farm? No

Lowry, Charles E, head, male, white, 39 years old, married. Has not attended school since March 1, 1939. Attended school through 12th grade. Born in Ohio. On April 1, 1935 lived in same place. Was at work for pay the week of March 24-30, 1940. Works 40 hours a week as an analyst in a steel mill. Worked 52 weeks in 1939. Earned $2,000 wages in 1939, with no wages from another source.

” Margaret M., wife, female, white, age 37, married. Has not attended school since March 1, 1939. Attended school through 12th grade. Born in Pennsylvania. On April 1, 1935 lived in same place (not a farm). Did not work or seek work for pay. Engaged in housework with no income from another source.

” , Charles J., son, male, white, age 15, single. Born in Ohio. On April 1, 1935 lived in same place. Has attended school since March 1, 1939. Completed school through H-1 (high school, 1 years). Has no income from a job.

Sources:
1940 U.S. Federal Census, Mahoning County, Youngstown, population schedule, Enumeration District 96-14, Sheet 2B, Dwelling 31,. Charles E Lowry; digital image, Ancestry.com (http://www.ancestry.com : accessed 20 October 2013), citing National Archives microfilm publication Roll T627_3267.

Wordless Wednesday – Mom and Grandma

As indicated by the winter jacket and possible red bow on the door, this is a Christmastime photo of my mother Becky Lowry and her mother-in-law Jean Groucutt Lowry. This was taken around 1984-1985 in Jean’s living room on Mansell Drive in Youngstown. I’m pretty sure that is my winter coat on the bannister. I’ve got a photo of me wearing it around here somewhere.

That Dam Lowry!

The Lowry’s of Youngstown are a large clan. My grandparents Chuck and Jean Lowry are responsible for eleven children, 15 grandchildren, and ten great grandchildren! Add to that number spouses, stepchildren, and pets, and there’s even more Lowry’s!

That said, my grandfather was an only child, and my dad and his siblings know a bit about their great aunts and uncles, but not much. The Lowry’s never hosted large extended family gatherings like the Groucutt side of the family because there was not a large extended family to host!

I’ve been working hard to fill some of these gaps and along the way discovered a deceased Lowry cousin that current Lowry’s have never met but we should all be aware of his contribution to America. He shall now be referred to as:

That Dam Lowry!

He even looks like a Lowry!
That Dam Lowry is Ralph Lowry. Ralph was born in Bevier, Missouri on April 18, 1889 to Edward and Sarah Lowry.

This chart shows Ralph’s relationship to the people on the right, which is my family line. Click image to enlarge.

Edward, a coal miner, was in the process of making his way West while the rest of the family remained in Ohio and Pennsylvania. By 1900, Edward, Sarah, Ralph and his brother Edward Jr. were living in Ferry, Washington, which Ralph would call home through college. He attended the Washington State University, receiving a degree in 1917 in civil engineering.

For the next forty years, Ralph worked for the Bureau of Reclamation as an engineer. He was a construction engineer on the Gibson Dam project. This dam was built between 1926 and 1929 in western Montana to irrigate land in the Sun River Valley. His greatest accomplishments were to come, however, when he accepted a position as an engineer on the construction of the Hoover Dam.

In 1931, Ralph was appointed as a Field Engineer on the Hoover project. For the next five years he worked as one of a number of engineers before he was offered a promotion. Head engineer Walker Young was leaving the Hoover project and Ralph became the senior government engineer just as construction was wrapping up.

While the Hoover Dam is certainly the most well known of Ralph’s projects, he did not stop there. He served as an engineer on the Shasta Dam and Coulee Dam construction projects.

Ralph, third from the right, with members of the California Supreme Court and other state officials who are inspecting the Shasta Dam. Bureau of Land Management photo; CSU Chico Archives.

Ralph Lowry, Construction Engineer for Reclamation, left, congratulates Frank Crowe, Superintendent for Pacific Constructors, Inc., right, on the placing of the first bucket of concrete in Shasta Dam. July 8, 1940. USBR photo and caption.
Ralph retired in 1949 as the Assistant Chief Engineer for the Bureau of Reclamation and settled in Monterey, California. He died on August 18, 1973 in nearby Carmel, California. Eileen and I vacationed there this past summer and I wouldn’t let her leave without a stop at Ralph’s grave. He and his wife Gladys are buried in the columbarium at El Carmelo Cemetery.

Wordless Wednesday – A Pacelli Man

At some point in my four years at John Carroll University (2000 – 2004), I sat on the steps of Pacelli Hall and someone (I think my dad) took my picture. And, for all I know this is it’s counterpart, Dolan Hall. I have no idea what year this was or why it was taken, but I lived in Pacelli freshman year.
Clearly taken in the spring or fall, I’m rocking a black jacket that for several years doubled as a weak excuse of a winter coat, totally unsuitable for the harsh Cleveland winters. The Doc Marten’s on my feet were favorites and lasted from 1999 until just a few years ago.

Family Lines – Lowry’s back to Ireland

Tracing your family back to the ‘old country’ can be fun and rewarding. You may learn what town that were from, what their occupation was, where they lived in relation to other family members, the church they attended, and more. It’s not always the easiest process in the world (pun intended). It can even be a real impossibility.

Genealogy isn’t always about certainties. I can’t always prove everything I want to be true, or think to be true. One of those many things currently is where my 3rd great grandfather Michael Lowry was from in Ireland. I have several documents that state he was born in Ireland. Every available census record from 1860 through 1920 says ‘Ireland’ as his place of birth. I have a death certificate which reads the same. Thanks to the 1920 Census, I’m likewise fairly certain that he emigrated from Ireland around 1849, when he was 20 years old. That, however, is where my research has thus far ended.

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In genealogy, the normal method of tracking ancestors is to work backwards through time. Once you hit a brick wall, it’s nearly impossible to know what exactly is on the other side. For 3rd great grandpa Mike, my first step should be to figure out when and where he entered the United States. The 1920 Census, from 71 years after his supposed arrival, is not the surest document to determine those specifics. It would be more helpful if I could find naturalization papers or helpful arrival records, but the luck of the Irish has not yet been on my side. One of the challenges is not a lack of a ‘Michael Lowry’ in these records, but too many. Learning enough about Mike that I can figure out which one is actually him is the challenge.
My 98-year old 3rd great grandpa Michael Lowry in 1928. He died about 4 months after this photo was taken.
That said, it’s not hard to imagine the life that Michael left behind, even if I don’t have the details. 1849 was the height of the Great Famine in Ireland, when a million men, women and children left the old sod looking for a new life in America, England, and Australia because they could no longer survive in a country being crushed by England. England demanded that all Irish foodstuffs, except for the potato, be exported. “Paddy’s Lament’ by Thomas Gallagher paints an incredibly bleak and heart-wrenching picture of Ireland in the late 1840’s. It’s clear that there was no other option for Mike but to leave his home aboard a ‘famine ship’ and have hope of starting over in a new world.
Did he travel alone? Did he travel with siblings or parents and if so, did they survive the journey and establish families here? Perhaps some of the other Lowry’s I’ve met over the years are in fact cousins. Not in the sense that we are all cousins, because we share a last name, but traceable cousins with a known common ancestor. Only time and more research will tell. Fortunately, I have no plans to give up the hunt.