Showing posts with label Immigrants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Immigrants. Show all posts

Thursday, March 6, 2025

History: Have WE forgotten Where we came from????

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One of the points I dislike the most about the current political climate is immigration...
Let's just take a little look at USA History...and how we became...

WE the PEOPLE
Signed in convention September 17, 1787. Ratified June 21, 1788
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We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.

The above words are from the Preamble for the Constitution 

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 None of these institutions of government, created or recognized by the Constitution, is superior to the Constitution itself. None is superior to the ultimate power of the people to adopt, amend, and interpret what is, after all, the Constitution ordained and established by “We the People of the United States.” 

from Erwin Chemerinsky, Dean and Distinguished Professor of Law, and Raymond Pryke Professor of First Amendment Law, University of California, Irvine School of Law. 

This is why three branches of government protect and defend the WE.

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James Madison, one of the leading architects of the Constitution, put it best in The Federalist No. 49The people are the only legitimate fountain of power, and it is from them that the constitutional charter, under which the several branches of government hold their power, is derived . . . .  Constitution Center

 So who are WE THE PEOPLE?

In..."1492Christopher Columbus landed on a Caribbean Island after three months of traveling. Believing at first that he had reached the East Indies, Columbus describes the natives he meets as “Indians.” On his first day, he orders six natives to be seized as servants." Native American History  


"There are three main sources of controversy involving Columbus’s interactions with the indigenous people he labeled “Indians”: the use of violence and slavery, forced conversion of native peoples to Christianity , and the introduction of a host of new diseases that would have dramatic long-term effects on native peoples in the Americas." Columbus Controversy

The above sites gives every American a condensed version with many links to our ancestors and the abominable treatment of the indigenous peoples inhabiting this FREE? land. Today the 570 tribes still existing under our 'spacious skies' are truly members of WE THE PEOPLE.
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"O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!...

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America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!"



We the People... 

and more and more, We came....

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From sea to shining sea, or Lake Michigan 

 WE came on journeys long and hard.
America's first waves of immigration during the 16th to 18th centuries were from the British Isles. WE came for economic opportunities and religious freedom, most often as Protestants. WE were well-to-do with land grants, organized communities, and indentured servants. 

The Spanish settled Florida, which is now our Southern border, and the Western Coast, the French up the Mississippi River and it's tributaries, and while trappers explored the 'Purple Mountain Majesties of the Rocky Mountains. 

 Later, during the 1840-50's huge European populations fled famine, religious persecution. and the ever changing maps of political conflicts.

And still, WE came... the Irish, German, Scandinavians and more with many Catholics. So many were from poorer backgrounds and less skilled.
WE arrived with the clothes on our backs, 
 calloused hands, and souls' full of dreams.

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My husband's great-great-great grandparents arrived from Bohemia/Czechslovakia/today it's the Czech Republic in 1851. In the photo above are the sons and daughters of his family grown and their spouses.

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Political turmoil in Czechoslovakia, the Austrian Hungarian Empire and war was most likely the reason for  leaving. Hubby's family (both sides) became farmers in Wisconsin. My husband's parents both descended from this Joseph's Father who appears in both family trees 5 generations back.

Arable lands in Europe were worn out from centuries of cultivation. Inheritance laws left lands and property only to the oldest male---leaving the rest to find other ways to feed their families. 
The opportunity to farm in the America was more than attractive.
Starting a new life was a necessity.

And, so WE came to this new country needing all sorts of skills and determination in all fields of labor, finance, and manufacturing.

But, WE were also SLAVE LABOR.

"Slavery in America started in 1619, when a Dutch ship brought 20 African slaves ashore in the British colony of JamestownVirginia.  See Black History and Slavery.


Slavery in Georgia.

Throughout the 17th century, European settlers in North America turned to African slaves as a cheaper, more plentiful labor source than indentured servants, who were mostly poor Europeans and would be freed after 7 years. Though it is impossible to give accurate figures, some historians have estimated that 6 to 7 million black slaves were imported to the New World during the 18th century alone,...." 
WE fought a long and bloody Civil War
  to abolish this abomination.


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from a 1911 print once in my position.

On September 22, 1862, Lincoln issued a preliminary emancipation proclamation, and on January 1, 1863, he made it official that “slaves within any State, or designated part of a State…in rebellion,…shall be then, thenceforward, and forever free.”



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In the name of  WE THE PEOPLE
Congress adopted the

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...13th Amendment on December 18, 1865, and officially abolished slavery. But freed blacks’ status in the post-war South remained precarious, and significant challenges awaited during the Reconstruction period.
If you know little about reconstruction, please click  the link.


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WE moved on,  
and a new Patchwork of our Nation sewed the 
colors from old homeland flags, blood and tears from war, and now  
combined with the shades of 
OUR skins. 


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Laborers were still needed for our growing nation. 

Chinese came to work on the railroads, Hispanics from below our southern borders for farming and ranching, followed by more and more Western, Eastern Europeans from every corner of the continent to build our cities, dig our canals, build our roads, man our mills, and dig deep into our mines. 


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The Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island. 

"“Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,...


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...The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”



How many of YOUR ancestors passed through Ellis Island?

My parents' families came from Lithuania and Denmark, 

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escaping fishing villages skipped by railroads on the North Sea and the devastated by war the farmlands of Lithuania. Constant European wars continually changed the maps causing upheavals and economic chaos. 

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Half of all my great-grandparents' extended family left Denmark for the United States at the beginning of the 20th century. The same for the Lithuanian side swallowed by the Polish empire and then the Soviet in the late 1890's.

Our last contact with my father's family was in 1953 when the Iron Curtain tightly choked Lithuania, Latvia, and Estonia. Letters ended and churches had been stifled, and records removed during the Soviet regime. So dead end there.

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My Danish Great-Grandfather on the right moved back and forth several times, but finally settling in Wisconsin and fishing the Great Lakes. He and Grandfather (left) opened a Fishmarket in 1921specializing in smoking fish and carrying 'old country' foods.

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My grandfather at age 14 had a photo taken to look older. He wore a larger suit with layers under it, and the cigar. The sailor's hat, and expression denied the fact he had just been confirmed, 
when he lied about his age and joined the 
Merchant Marines. 
George was over six-foot and definitely a character.
WWI loomed, since not yet a citizen, he wanted to see the world and be a part of the conflict.

He became naturalized and a member of

WE the PEOPLE 

in Portland Oregon in 1919 aged 21 between sailings.


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My father enlisted in January 1940 at age 18.

WE were still in the Depression and despite a partial scholarship to a state college, he could not afford to go. My hubby's dad also served in the South Pacific and fought at Okinawa for WE the People.

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After almost six years in the Army, stationed in the Philippines, New Guinea, Australia with a Medical Surgical Unit, Dad came home the first time, without a fanfare or welcome in 1945.
He was proud to be an American and to serve and WE of him, and all the generations who served in our military to keep us free.

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Honor Flight and Welcome HOME!
RIP Staff Sargent 

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WE...

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WE FLY our Flag!

WE
Children of Immigrants...

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or immigrants ourselves. I have two foreign born daughter-in-laws, bless them. They are my true heart loves and will be added to the 
WE 
of our United States. 



WE come from every religious expression,


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and every corner of this earth..

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 Tightly stitched and woven into  this 

PATCHWORK OF HUMANITY and 
PROUD TO BE 

WE THE PEOPLE.


If you comment please list your ancestors' homelands and when they arrived on our shores if you can.

I think it would be interesting to see how diverse we are, this collective of WE.


All the opinions and photographs in this blog are my own, I have not been paid or reimbursed in anyway for my opinions, posts or any products shown. Please do not use photos without linking back to this blog without my permission. Thank you for your cooperation, Sandi Magle






Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Vintage from a Fish Market?

 Here's an OLD Butcher's iron store sign from the 1880's, which adorned our front deck.


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So how did I come by this sign? Well, I inheirited it. This was found in the basement of our family's fishmarket.

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Back in the day when the street where the store was first built in the 1880's, no less than a dozen nationalities inhabited the area, all 'fresh off the boat' from Europe. It was not uncommon to have visual signage, instead of printed signage because of so many languages in use. Pretty much, why and where Barber Poles came in to use.

I am descended from an OLD line of fishermen and women. My family was in fishing for at least seven generations on the west coast of Denmark and here in the US.

My great-grandfather brought his entire family over in the early 1900's. Here is one of the last family photos taken before they left the Denmark. My grandfather George appears to be a very tall ten or twelve years old. My great-aunt Agnes was few years older on the left. My great-grandmother was Anne Marie and Great-grandpa was Niels. My little grand-aunt is Gudren.

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They had a comfortable existence in Denmark, a tidy little tiled-roof home, probably a few hundred years old. Those are sand dunes in the background on the left, they lived so close to the ocean. When their village was by-passed by the railroad, what was once a successful fishing hub could no longer thrive since they would be competing with fresher fish in the larger cities.

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The Sweet comfortable family home on a street named after my family.

The family chose to settle in Wisconsin on the shores of Lake Michigan and again fish with my Great-Aunt Agne's husband Peder. This worked for a few years, but in 1922, my great-grandfather (right) and grandfather opened a fish market. Here is their opening photograph. They specialized in smoke fish, the smoker was right behind the store. Though the store has changed hands several times since my dad retired, the company still provides fish and smokefish in Wisconsin and Illinois. Over half of my family moved to the United States.

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On the right table you can see trays of smoked chubs and whitefish from Lake Michigan. My Uncle Peder, continued to fish for quite a few years providing the shop with fresh fish. The small display cabinet to the left was filled with ice and fresh fish. There was no mechanical refrigeration at that time. Ice was delivered regularly and the store had it's own icehouse.

The address is 1028 above the door, the year is 1922. So where does the Butcher shop come in?

Well, my family owned the entire building on the corner, which was actually three shops, and was built in the late 1870's. The second store to the right is 1026, which is shown here in 1946 as a Barber Shop.

Early in the 1950's the Fish Store moved to 1026. My dad worked for my Grandpa starting about then, and later he became manager when my Grandpa passed. 


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During the 1970's the OLD store had a booming businesss and a NEW remodel was in order as the building was almost 100 years old. This is (think GREEN) back when you didn't tear everything down every 30 years, mind you.  My dad tried to clean up around in the basement, which was really gross. (I remember) and filled with a hundred years of odds and ends. Back in the corner he found these two items, the sign now on top of our deck and this long butcher's rack.

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The old butcher's rack, originally hung on the wall with various large meats displayed. This piece mounted on the wall. It actually had a mechanism to make it wider or shorter. The rack had been in that basement since before the 1930's.


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 You can see the original silver paint on the blades of the cleaver, knife and saw.


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 I love the curlicues and the stars along with the spread eagle at the top. The bolts and washers tightened and loosened to make the rack longer or shorter. It measures over six foot in its rusted state.

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  Antique (circa 1889), Bernard Gloekler Co. of Pittsburgh, Pa, meat rack with an intricate bolted construction of wrought and cast iron.
Marked Pat.Pending May 1889

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It was American made by an immigrant for immigrants. I love the eagle. I wonder how it looked in 1889?

Gloekler's made all sorts of ironwork for the food industries all the way up until the 1970's.
Today it is in far from desirable condition, or it would be worth a pretty penny.

While in the basement by himself, my dad fell into an old well in the floor, luckily he pulled himself out...by standing on this last item that was down the well.


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It was the well's pump, here it is complete in all its rusted glory summer of last year. We assume it was the original pump for that store.

We have it working with an electric pump from the pond during the summer. The birds line up to take a bath under the water stream.

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You can see the three dark birds waiting for their turn. Now what could be more OLD, or a REDO.

I'm glad my dad caught a foothold on this pump, and had the strength to pull it out of the OLD well. The date on the pump is unreadable as the rust is pretty deep. I have given up trying to keep it painted white, like my mom did. I REDO by giving it a super spray of sealer every year to hold the rust at bay.

I have had no luck in finding out the name of the Butcher. Such are the tales from a fishmonger's great-grandaughter. Hope you enjoyed the peek into where I get some of my goodies, lol, sometime's by chance and inheiritance.

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