My Paternal Grandfather, Fred P Schnabel, was born June 15, 1857 at Newcastle (Ophirville), California. (Note: see more details in Ida Regan Schnabel's notes)
The earliest record we have at present of the Schnabel branch of our family is from the 1850 Lowell City, Massachusetts - Ward 5, page 160:
Phillip Schnobel, 28, Carpenter, Germany.
Elisabeth Schnobel, 25, Germany.
They had sailed from Germany to America in about 1850. They then sailed around the Horn to San Francisco (see "Grandpa Schnabel‘s Family History").
My great-grandparents & their recently procured children are next found in the 1860 census of "Ophirville" (I assume renamed Newcastle), California which shows the following:
Philip Schnabla, age 38, Miner, born in Hamburg.
Miliner E.., Wife, age 36, born in Breman.
Miliner G (Z?), Daughter, age 9, born in Mass.
Lila, Daughter, age 4, born in California.
Fred P., son, age 2, born in California.
In his twenties, Grandpa Schnabel met the love of his life, the sweet, young Irish maiden, Ida Regan, & talked her into marrying him. They were shortly blessed by the arrival of Leslie, born in 1887; Hazel, 1889; Philip Mansfield (my Father), July 7, 1892; & Theron, in 1896. Leslie & Hazel were born in the Sacramento area, & Dad & Theron were born in Tekoa, Washington.
Somewhere along the line, Grandpa Schnabel got into railroading - we think - at Truckee, California Northeast of Newcastle. Around 1890, the family: Frederick II, Ida, Leslie, & Hazel moved to Tekoa, Washington where Grandpa Schnabel worked as an Engineer on the OWRR & N (parent of Union Pacific) railroad. They later lived in Washtucna & Lacrosse. Two tragic events shattered the destiny of the family at that time: When Theron was a young boy, he lost a leg in a train accident (I remember him showing us his wooden leg); After this, Grandpa Schnabel's train ran into a team of horses & wagon on a small trestle. The accident killed all the horses, demolished the wagon, wrecked the train, & left Grandpa Schnabel unconscious for twelve days. Fran has a large picture of the wrecked engine.
We were told that Dad (a young boy at the time) was on the train. When it wrecked, he got out & started walking up to the front. He heard somebody yell, "Stop the kid! Schnabel's dead!" We're trying to establish the date & get more information on the wreck. It must have been between 1900 & 1905. Note that correct spelling was never a high priority those days
When I was about 5 years old (1926), I remember Riding with Mom on the streetcar from Lewiston out to the end of the line at upper Asotin Road (now 13th Street) in Clarkston - & walking from there a couple of miles to Grandpa Schnabel's cherry orchard. I remember Riding on Dad's shoulders to pick & eat cherries. Boy, those cherries were good (Bings & Lamberts & Royal Annes). I could also hear lots of Mourning Doves cooing. They loved the cherries too & their cooing was comforting..
I remember waiting at our corner (817 8th Avenue) for Grandpa Schnabel to come walking up 8th Street. He always brought us Eskimo Pies (chocolate covered ice cream) or Bloodberry gum - or Flicks (chocolate drops in a cardboard tube).
He was a caring & loving Grandfather with many ups & downs during his life. We miss him.
He died January 16, 1928 and is buried at Normal Hill Cemetery, Lewiston, Idaho.
The earliest record we have at present of the Schnabel branch of our family is from the 1850 Lowell City, Massachusetts - Ward 5, page 160:
Phillip Schnobel, 28, Carpenter, Germany.
Elisabeth Schnobel, 25, Germany.
They had sailed from Germany to America in about 1850. They then sailed around the Horn to San Francisco (see "Grandpa Schnabel‘s Family History").
My great-grandparents & their recently procured children are next found in the 1860 census of "Ophirville" (I assume renamed Newcastle), California which shows the following:
Philip Schnabla, age 38, Miner, born in Hamburg.
Miliner E.., Wife, age 36, born in Breman.
Miliner G (Z?), Daughter, age 9, born in Mass.
Lila, Daughter, age 4, born in California.
Fred P., son, age 2, born in California.
In his twenties, Grandpa Schnabel met the love of his life, the sweet, young Irish maiden, Ida Regan, & talked her into marrying him. They were shortly blessed by the arrival of Leslie, born in 1887; Hazel, 1889; Philip Mansfield (my Father), July 7, 1892; & Theron, in 1896. Leslie & Hazel were born in the Sacramento area, & Dad & Theron were born in Tekoa, Washington.
Somewhere along the line, Grandpa Schnabel got into railroading - we think - at Truckee, California Northeast of Newcastle. Around 1890, the family: Frederick II, Ida, Leslie, & Hazel moved to Tekoa, Washington where Grandpa Schnabel worked as an Engineer on the OWRR & N (parent of Union Pacific) railroad. They later lived in Washtucna & Lacrosse. Two tragic events shattered the destiny of the family at that time: When Theron was a young boy, he lost a leg in a train accident (I remember him showing us his wooden leg); After this, Grandpa Schnabel's train ran into a team of horses & wagon on a small trestle. The accident killed all the horses, demolished the wagon, wrecked the train, & left Grandpa Schnabel unconscious for twelve days. Fran has a large picture of the wrecked engine.
We were told that Dad (a young boy at the time) was on the train. When it wrecked, he got out & started walking up to the front. He heard somebody yell, "Stop the kid! Schnabel's dead!" We're trying to establish the date & get more information on the wreck. It must have been between 1900 & 1905. Note that correct spelling was never a high priority those days
When I was about 5 years old (1926), I remember Riding with Mom on the streetcar from Lewiston out to the end of the line at upper Asotin Road (now 13th Street) in Clarkston - & walking from there a couple of miles to Grandpa Schnabel's cherry orchard. I remember Riding on Dad's shoulders to pick & eat cherries. Boy, those cherries were good (Bings & Lamberts & Royal Annes). I could also hear lots of Mourning Doves cooing. They loved the cherries too & their cooing was comforting..
I remember waiting at our corner (817 8th Avenue) for Grandpa Schnabel to come walking up 8th Street. He always brought us Eskimo Pies (chocolate covered ice cream) or Bloodberry gum - or Flicks (chocolate drops in a cardboard tube).
He was a caring & loving Grandfather with many ups & downs during his life. We miss him.
He died January 16, 1928 and is buried at Normal Hill Cemetery, Lewiston, Idaho.
My Paternal Grandfather, Fred P Schnabel, was born June 15, 1857 at Newcastle (Ophirville), California. (Note: see more details in Ida Regan Schnabel's notes)
The earliest record we have at present of the Schnabel branch of our family is from the 1850 Lowell City, Massachusetts - Ward 5, page 160:
Phillip Schnobel, 28, Carpenter, Germany.
Elisabeth Schnobel, 25, Germany.
They had sailed from Germany to America in about 1850. They then sailed around the Horn to San Francisco (see "Grandpa Schnabel‘s Family History").
My great-grandparents & their recently procured children are next found in the 1860 census of "Ophirville" (I assume renamed Newcastle), California which shows the following:
Philip Schnabla, age 38, Miner, born in Hamburg.
Miliner E.., Wife, age 36, born in Breman.
Miliner G (Z?), Daughter, age 9, born in Mass.
Lila, Daughter, age 4, born in California.
Fred P., son, age 2, born in California.
In his twenties, Grandpa Schnabel met the love of his life, the sweet, young Irish maiden, Ida Regan, & talked her into marrying him. They were shortly blessed by the arrival of Leslie, born in 1887; Hazel, 1889; Philip Mansfield (my Father), July 7, 1892; & Theron, in 1896. Leslie & Hazel were born in the Sacramento area, & Dad & Theron were born in Tekoa, Washington.
Somewhere along the line, Grandpa Schnabel got into railroading - we think - at Truckee, California Northeast of Newcastle. Around 1890, the family: Frederick II, Ida, Leslie, & Hazel moved to Tekoa, Washington where Grandpa Schnabel worked as an Engineer on the OWRR & N (parent of Union Pacific) railroad. They later lived in Washtucna & Lacrosse. Two tragic events shattered the destiny of the family at that time: When Theron was a young boy, he lost a leg in a train accident (I remember him showing us his wooden leg); After this, Grandpa Schnabel's train ran into a team of horses & wagon on a small trestle. The accident killed all the horses, demolished the wagon, wrecked the train, & left Grandpa Schnabel unconscious for twelve days. Fran has a large picture of the wrecked engine.
We were told that Dad (a young boy at the time) was on the train. When it wrecked, he got out & started walking up to the front. He heard somebody yell, "Stop the kid! Schnabel's dead!" We're trying to establish the date & get more information on the wreck. It must have been between 1900 & 1905. Note that correct spelling was never a high priority those days
When I was about 5 years old (1926), I remember Riding with Mom on the streetcar from Lewiston out to the end of the line at upper Asotin Road (now 13th Street) in Clarkston - & walking from there a couple of miles to Grandpa Schnabel's cherry orchard. I remember Riding on Dad's shoulders to pick & eat cherries. Boy, those cherries were good (Bings & Lamberts & Royal Annes). I could also hear lots of Mourning Doves cooing. They loved the cherries too & their cooing was comforting..
I remember waiting at our corner (817 8th Avenue) for Grandpa Schnabel to come walking up 8th Street. He always brought us Eskimo Pies (chocolate covered ice cream) or Bloodberry gum - or Flicks (chocolate drops in a cardboard tube).
He was a caring & loving Grandfather with many ups & downs during his life. We miss him.
He died January 16, 1928 and is buried at Normal Hill Cemetery, Lewiston, Idaho.
The earliest record we have at present of the Schnabel branch of our family is from the 1850 Lowell City, Massachusetts - Ward 5, page 160:
Phillip Schnobel, 28, Carpenter, Germany.
Elisabeth Schnobel, 25, Germany.
They had sailed from Germany to America in about 1850. They then sailed around the Horn to San Francisco (see "Grandpa Schnabel‘s Family History").
My great-grandparents & their recently procured children are next found in the 1860 census of "Ophirville" (I assume renamed Newcastle), California which shows the following:
Philip Schnabla, age 38, Miner, born in Hamburg.
Miliner E.., Wife, age 36, born in Breman.
Miliner G (Z?), Daughter, age 9, born in Mass.
Lila, Daughter, age 4, born in California.
Fred P., son, age 2, born in California.
In his twenties, Grandpa Schnabel met the love of his life, the sweet, young Irish maiden, Ida Regan, & talked her into marrying him. They were shortly blessed by the arrival of Leslie, born in 1887; Hazel, 1889; Philip Mansfield (my Father), July 7, 1892; & Theron, in 1896. Leslie & Hazel were born in the Sacramento area, & Dad & Theron were born in Tekoa, Washington.
Somewhere along the line, Grandpa Schnabel got into railroading - we think - at Truckee, California Northeast of Newcastle. Around 1890, the family: Frederick II, Ida, Leslie, & Hazel moved to Tekoa, Washington where Grandpa Schnabel worked as an Engineer on the OWRR & N (parent of Union Pacific) railroad. They later lived in Washtucna & Lacrosse. Two tragic events shattered the destiny of the family at that time: When Theron was a young boy, he lost a leg in a train accident (I remember him showing us his wooden leg); After this, Grandpa Schnabel's train ran into a team of horses & wagon on a small trestle. The accident killed all the horses, demolished the wagon, wrecked the train, & left Grandpa Schnabel unconscious for twelve days. Fran has a large picture of the wrecked engine.
We were told that Dad (a young boy at the time) was on the train. When it wrecked, he got out & started walking up to the front. He heard somebody yell, "Stop the kid! Schnabel's dead!" We're trying to establish the date & get more information on the wreck. It must have been between 1900 & 1905. Note that correct spelling was never a high priority those days
When I was about 5 years old (1926), I remember Riding with Mom on the streetcar from Lewiston out to the end of the line at upper Asotin Road (now 13th Street) in Clarkston - & walking from there a couple of miles to Grandpa Schnabel's cherry orchard. I remember Riding on Dad's shoulders to pick & eat cherries. Boy, those cherries were good (Bings & Lamberts & Royal Annes). I could also hear lots of Mourning Doves cooing. They loved the cherries too & their cooing was comforting..
I remember waiting at our corner (817 8th Avenue) for Grandpa Schnabel to come walking up 8th Street. He always brought us Eskimo Pies (chocolate covered ice cream) or Bloodberry gum - or Flicks (chocolate drops in a cardboard tube).
He was a caring & loving Grandfather with many ups & downs during his life. We miss him.
He died January 16, 1928 and is buried at Normal Hill Cemetery, Lewiston, Idaho.
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