Tattered Past

Tattered Past: My ongoing journey through genealogy, history, writing, self-exploration and art. ~~~ Rita Ackerman

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Remember When: Birth Day

This is where I was born; more-or-less. My parents owned a cafe in this location and had a small trailer next door. I was born in that trailer in the middle of the night.
The doctor that came to the house was Dr. Amzy A. Hull. I still remember my grandma, who was just 3 years older than him, telling me over and over that he always considered me his "miracle."

I was very premature and spent a couple of months in an incubator. 

After delivering me the doctor put me in bed with my ten-year-old sister to keep me warm while he cared for Mother. Sissy always told me I was the ugliest little thing she'd ever seen.

My sissy and I. I'm guessing I was 2 or 3. 

This post has taken me hours to "write" because I decided I needed to know exactly who the doctor was and where the hospital was. I think the hospital was what later became the Bethel Home. I'm not sure of that.

I did learn that Doctor Hull died in September 1986 after retiring to another Kansas town. It's funny to think that he might have been able to meet my daughter when we traveled back there in 1981. 

I've often thought of trying to get the old town paper on microfilm to read about the family. I printed out the reference and plan on ordering it soon. I know the cafe burned down when I was still little and they only saved our trailer because somebody hooked it up to their truck and pulled it off the lot. Sissy always wondered about the specifics. I'm to late to tell her but I'm going to find out.

What stories can you research and fill in for your family?

Memoir Prompts:

Do you know anything about the person who delivered you? 
Was it a doctor, family member, nurse, midwife?

Where did you fall in the birth order of siblings?

Did you attend kindergarten? Do you have any memories?

What is your favorite month of the year?

What is something you have always wanted to do but never got around to?

How far back can you go on your family tree?

Did you ever have a tree house?


  1. So interesting. I love doing family research. You pose some thought provoking questions. I do remember my kindergarten well. It seems like there were a lot of different teachers. I remember our teacher broke her arm, and then I suppose the others were substitutes. This was in Cheektowaga, NY (a suburb of Buffalo). I was only in kindergarten until mid-November when our family moved to Arizona. There was no public school kindergarten in Arizona at that time, so I could go to school until the next Fall. I was sad about that.

    1. I've been doing genealogy for many years. It is so much fun and fascinating. Don't forget to write your own memories down! You'll have to share your research some time.

  2. Rita, I didn't even realize you had a sister. It was just you and your Mom when you lived next door to us, wasn't it? Anyway, I enjoyed reading this blog entry.

    1. Betty was ten years older and when in high school she was working and gone most of the time. When did you move in? She got married in about 1962 or 3.

  3. Is that really you in that incubator! Wow. Imagine that! Great blog and what fond and sweet memories of your sister.

    1. Yep. That's me. One of these days I'll have to post the picture of me the day I went home. TINY!


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