We checked out of our hotel in Grand Rapids and headed to the public library. As we were leaving the hotel, I walked across the street to photograph this historic site marker, as Grand Rapids was once known as the "Furniture Capital of America." Several of our ancestors worked in furniture factories in Grand Rapids.
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The downtown branch of the Grand Rapids Public Library is a beautiful building. It was built in 1904 as a gift to the city by Martin A. Ryerson. The library has been in existence since 1871. In 1967, a wing was added to the back, and in 2001 it was completely renovated. When I first approached the entrance, I wondered how many of our ancestors had entered this building and enjoyed the pleasure of reading.
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| Detail of the masonry above the main entrance of the GRPL (click to enlarge) |
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| My sister photographed me on the steps of the GRPL. Photo courtesy of Katrinka Phillips. (click to enlarge) |
We had located two of the articles and the obituary by the time my genealogy friend, Chris Korstange, arrived. This was the first opportunity to meet in real life after being online friends for about 10 years. Chris and I had connected through the old Random Acts of Genealogical Kindness website when he asked for a lookup to resources I had at my disposal. In turn, he has done lookups for me at GRPL and local cemeteries. Chris is also a genealogy blogger, and with similar Dutch immigrant ancestry in Grand Rapids, it is pretty likely we will someday find an ancestral connection, either by being related to each other, or discovering our ancestors lived near, worked with, or worshiped with each other. After a welcoming hug and introducing him to my sister, he helped us by looking up and making scans of the Kent County School Censuses while we finished looking for the rest of the articles.
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| Chris and I at the entrance of the Special Collections room Photo courtesy of Katrinka Phillips (click to enlarge) |
Chris then drove us through the Heritage Hill Historic District with its grand homes (see what I did there?!) to what had once been the Delos A. Blodgett Home for Children, an orphanage where our paternal grandmother, Jane Marie York/Jeanne Marie Holst and her brother, and our maternal grandfather, William Valk, and his siblings, had once lived for short periods, at different times.
I had done some research in the past year, contacting the D.A. Blodgett - St. Johns non-profit organization to try to obtain records on our York and Valk families. Although the full records have since been destroyed, I was able to receive scans of the index cards listing our families, with just enough information to confirm some of the theories I had made regarding their stays, as well as new information. I will be blogging about this at a later time. My inquiries to ICCF, the organization that currently occupies the Blodgett building, were never answered. I had hoped to be able to tour the building's interior while we were in Grand Rapids. However, were able to get some good exterior photos. As we wandered the front courtyard, I thought about the sad circumstances that had brought two of our grandparents and their siblings to this building. Every family story I have ever heard on both the York and the Valk sides about Blodgett Home had the same theme: it was not a nice place to be. Whether it was because of the situations that led to their placement or their treatment while there, or a combination, I could feel the sadness of this place. And yet, I felt personal gratitude, as well, because despite whatever occurred within these four walls, it was a place that filled a gap in family care that otherwise may have brought on worse trauma than what was already experienced.
Next stop, was Oakhill Cemetery, where our 3rd-great-grandmother, Maria Marina (Van Klinken) Ton Bijl, and very likely her husband Pieter Ton, are buried in unmarked graves in the Potter's Field. Chris helped us to locate the unmarked plot where Maria's brother Johannes "John" Van Klinken was buried. By then, it was starting to rain pretty hard. |
| The former D.A Blogett Home for Children, built 1908 920 Cherry St., NE (click to enlarge) |
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| Detail of the three-story pillars and balconies (click to enlarge) |
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| My sister and I in front of an ancestral home, of sorts Photo courtesy of Katrinka Phillips Taken by Chris Korstange (click to enlarge) |
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| Somewhere in this corner of Oakhill Cemetery, our 3rd-great-grandmother, Maria Marina (Van Klinken) Ton Bijl is buried. Her husband Pieter Adriannse Ton is also likely buried here. (Click to enlarge) |
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| While these tombstones do not belong to our ancestors, I photographed them to show the condition of the few marked graves in Potter's Field (Permit Grounds) of Oakhill Cemetery: broken, dilapidated, uncared for. These graves aren't even listed on the cemetery's map. You can see that they are inscribed in Dutch. (click to enlarge) |
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| We were able to identify this spot as the resting place of Maria's brother, Johannes "John" Van Klinken (1840 - 1913) using Oakhill Cemetery's grave mapping website. We used some sticks to dig down to see if there was a gravestone covered by dirt, but were unsuccessful. It likely was never marked. (click to enlarge) |
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| This grave of Peternella de Jongh just south of Johannes Van Klinken's grave helped us to locate his grave, as the Oakhill Cemetery's grave mapping site listed hers as being in the same lot. (click to enlarge) |
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| This marker was in Potter's Field, next to the cemetery road. It made me very sad to look at, as there is no information as to how many Blodgett Home children there were buried here, or who they were. Photo courtesy of Katrinka Phillips. (click to enlarge) |
After parting ways with Chris, we headed to west of the river to a cafe to dry off and grab a cup of coffee. After the cloudburst ended, we headed over to the John D. Widdicomb Furniture Factory where our step-great-grandfather, George DeVries, had worked. It's business complex now, but we got some great photos of the four beautiful yellow brick buildings located on both the west and east sides of Seward Avenue, parallel to the railroad tracks. I could just imagine how noisy and busy it was in its heyday, with the busy railroad bringing in lumber and shipping out completed furniture.
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| The southwest building, from the south (click to enlarge) |
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| The southwest and northwest buildings, from the southeast (click to enlarge) |
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| The southwest building, from the east (click to enlarge)
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| The northwest building, from the southeast (click to enlarge) |
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| South end of the southeast (original) building, from the west (click to enlarge) |
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| Detail of the old doors of the southeast (original) building, from the west (click to enlarge) |
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| Detail of the corner stone, east building"Widdicomb Furniture Co. 1877" (click to enlarge) |
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| North end of the southeast (original) building and south end of the northeast building (click to enlarge) |
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| North end of the southeast (original) building and south end of the northeast building (click to enlarge) |
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| North end of the northeast building, from the northwest (click to enlarge) |
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| North end of the northeast building, from the west (click to enlarge) |
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| The house and auto body shop our Grandfather Robbins built Coopersville, Michigan Photo courtesy of Katrinka Phillips (click to enlarge) |
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| Our dad's brother and youngest sister Photo courtesy of Katrinka Pillips (click to enlarge) |
While visiting with them, sharing photos with each other of our of children and grandchildren and looking at old family photos, I held my own little Scanfest on my Flip-Pal scanner, scanning our Robbins great-grandparents' little memo book from 1938. I also took this photo of Aunt Jo's artwork. Josephine Rebecca (Huff) Robbins was married to our Great-grandfather Robbins' brother Lloyd. She was the Robbins family genealogist for many years before she passed away in 1987. I had forgotten that she was also interested in art.
After a long, full, busy day, we crashed in our hotel room. More adventures awaited us the next day!
Sister Trip to Michigan: Part I
Sister Trip to Michigan: Part II
