|Grandma Mollie (Koleber) Margheim in her front yard|
with grandchildren Becky and Dennis 1949
This timeline shows that my Grandma Margheim was born in Russia, immigrated to America with her parents and two older brothers when she was only one-and-a-half years old. As a 13 year old she lost her older brother Daniel.
|John George and Catherine Elizabeth "Katie" (Dietz) Koleber |
with sons George Jr (at back), Daniel, and daughter Amalia "Mollie".
At age 18 she married and gave birth to her first son, 13 lb. baby Ernest, my dad. When Grandma was 21, she gave birth to her second son Alfred, on Nov 11, 1923.
|John, Mollie, Ernest and Alfred Margheim|
Just before Grandma turned 27, her grandmother died. Six weeks later she gave birth to twins (with a combined birth weight of 15 pounds!).
|Leonard Marvin and Laverna Margola Margheim|
Due to the Great Depression, two years later, in 1931 the family lost their farm and moved from Trego County, Kansas to Longmont, Colorado. My father told me that they initially lived in a barn that belonged to family friends. Their living quarters were divided from the animals by a blanket wall. My grandparents were ages 28 and 30, with 4 small children, ages 10-2.
Within two years of moving to Colorado, my dad's younger brother Alfred got sick and died.
|Ernest Margheim visits the grave of his younger brother |
Alfred in the Hygiene, Colorado Cemetery.
In contrast, during my first 30 years of life I experienced no deaths in my immediate family. I graduated from high school, then college, taught school, got married and adopted my son by age 28. My husband and I had moved into our 3rd home and established our own family business. Life was good. I'm grateful that I didn't experience the losses my Grandma did.
|Amalia "Mollie" (Koleber) Margheim|
Oct 6, 1902-June 6, 1986
Looking at the trials and losses my grandmother experienced during her young life increases the compassion I have for her. I've always had great love and respect for her because she was not one to complain, whine, or feel sorry for herself. She laughed easily, worked hard for her family, and opened her arms and home to anyone who needed a safe place in which to thrive. She was an affectionate person who had a ready hug for any of her family.