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Eddy Rodriguez:
"Unbelievable what that poor girl went through my condolence to the family it absolutely incredible what devastated me for such a strong girl to be 4 days in the wilderness could have got ate alive by animals in the cold to survive and eventually die going to see her grandma God Rest her soul in peace she deserved better in this here life and a good man and kids and family rest in peace amen"
Robert Carter:
Nick was the woods boss for the Santa Cruz Lumber Company out of Boulder Creek California which is in Santa Cruz County. I moved to the SCLC property in 1974 two years after the lumber mill's closure. I was part of the new logging crew. We continued on with the logging on the property using environmentally safe and selective logging methods to produce a sustainable forest that could be harvested annually forever. Nick was retired as the woods boss but still lived on the property. Like they say "you can't keep a logger out of the woods" and Nick was proof of that. He didn't have much to do being retired and he wasn't a "sit around in the house" type of person so every day Nick would get in his red 1965 Ford F:250 pickup that SCLC let him keep after retirement and he would put on his white hard hat and proceed to drive around on the property mostly around in the areas where we were logging. Our method of logging was completely new to him and he just loved to be out in the woods watching us and I don't believe I ever saw Nick without that big smile he always wore. Nick also owned a big blue car that I think was a big Lincoln. A real funny thing happened one day. I was driving out of the property and Nick was coming in and was pulled over stopped but with the motor running while his wife was out of the car picking some flowers. So I pulled up next to Nick and was talking to him through our windows for about five minutes or so and Nick had gotten so used to talking to people through the window of his pickup as he drove around every day that when I told him I had to get going toward town he said "okay, will talk to you later" and he drove off in his Lincoln leaving his wife standing on the side of the road. His wife and I looked at each other and just started laughing. I offered her a ride but she said "oh, I think he'll be back." I waited there anyway then a few minutes later Nick comes driving back up and was his face ever red from embarrassment. I said "did you forget something Nick?" He had an ear to ear grin and I laughed half way into town. The house Nick lived in is the biggest one on the property and in the best location. It was built exclusively for Nick. I now reside in that house and have been in it for 30 years. The road that most of the remaining houses are on is named "Huhtala Lane" honoring Nick. It's a very strange feeling for me because when I first moved up to the property I was a 21 year old green horn just getting into the logging business. When I met Nick he was like the old wise one with all the knowledge. Some times it seems like that was just yesterday but realistically speaking that was 51 years ago. I'm now 72 years old and living in Nick's old house. I'm retired and I find myself constantly driving around in the woods just cutting myself fire wood and checking out what the new loggers are doing. My newest neighbor just turned 21 and is learning how to operate heavy equipment. Not only do I still think about Nick...I am Nick so to speak. I'm right where Nick was when I was 21 and just starting out. It's hard to believe how fast 50 years seemed to fly by. Anyway, if anyone that's either related to or knew Nick reads this I hope it added some insight to who Nick was and what he was all about. Rumor has it that Nick was a real tough woods boss that was hard on his crew which is probably true but away from work you couldn't have ever met a kinder or mellower person than Nick.
Juliet Marotzke:
Monica's parents were Dewayne and Helen Grant. She was the third daughter, with older sisters Pamela and Stephanie. The family home was in Bloomington, Minnesota.
Monica was a stunning, dark haired beauty whose loving nature shone through her every word and motion. She was married twice, the first marriage giving her daughter Jessica, and her second marriage giving her Angela and Christina.
Monica was afflicted with cancer and ultimately died from its ravages in 1993.
Monica brought light, beauty, grace and love to this world, and it is a terrible loss to not have her with us for the years of life she should have had.
Claude Konqui:
respect to a very fine and gentle former pen- friend and friend - Radu Culici was my pen friend from Romania when we were around 14 y.o to 28. I met him later at my home in Switzerland as he was already living in the United States. Time passing and personalities changing while both becoming adults, we gradually lost sight of each other and I was very shocked and sad when I learnt he passed away at the early age of 46. Born in 1954, I am by now 70 and never forgot the freedom of thought (very courageous in Ceaucescu's Romania) and the gentleness of Radu. May he rest in peace. With all my respect to his family and relatives.
Lydia Steedman:
Grandpa Lyckholm - Melvin Lyckholm was my Grandfather. He was the Father of my Mom (Darlene June Lyckholm) and my Aunt (Betty Lyckholm)
I remember Grandpa and Grandma (Mae Elida Tackala) Lyckholm came to live with us when I was a young teenager. I loved them both very much. We had a 50th wedding anniversary party for them and shortly thereafter they took off for Minnesota to visit friends and family. After visiting Minnesota for only a few weeks, Grandpa became sick and was admitted to the hospital where he passed away from cancer a very short time later. So I never got to see him again. I was 16 1/2 by then. I was so sad. And I remember Grandma coming back from Minnesota without him. I remember hearing her cry at night and it broke my heart. What a sad time for all of us. Grandpa Lyckholm was a good man. I loved him and I still miss him and I am turning 65 this month. You never stop missing people we loved.
Thanks for letting me share,
Lydia June (Hackley) Steedman
06/11/2025
Pasquale Mele:
School - Daisy was a school mate during the years i attended school in Mt Vernon. Remember one time when we were young, I was being picked on by a bully in the school, for i was small for my age. She jumped in between us, and she was a tall girl and made him back down.
Many years later my cousins visited our church, the two girls had to use a rest room and stopped at a open establishment to use a restroom and happened to run into Daisy, they got to talking and the girls told her they were my cousins and she said to make sure they tell me they were asking about me, and she was wondering what ever happened to me because i left when i was a junior in high school and moved to florida
Theresa Berger:
Looking for Stephen’s descendants - Hello.
I am Theresa Berger. Stephen and his brother, William who died in 1989 were my grandfather, William (Wilhelm) Berger’s cousins. My grandfather and his 2 cousins’ fathers were brothers and their mothers were sisters. I am looking to contact Stephen and William’s descendants. Reach out to me at [contact link]
If i don’t reply, look for me on Facebook at Teri Berger. I live in Florida.
Thanks so much.
Theresa “ Teri” Berger
Love Queen:
“That baby in the Vaseline again “ - It’s me the one and only Mary Jane’s Girl
I miss you Grandma and I just can’t help but think how much easier life would’ve been if you were here with me. I needed you and auntie
I know now I was never alone I had 2 angels who always watched over and protected me.
Rest well until we meet again
Michael Bruza:
A beautiful ray of light - Gloria touched so many lives in profound ways. Her smile, laugh and happiness was contagious. Her creativity was boundless. She was able to use her art to inspire everyone she interacted with. For her children, she was their North Star and in many ways, still is.
Shelley Cardiel:
I have an old studio photograph of Emery Rice DANIELS which was taken at the Swartz studio in Stuart, IA. The photograph appears to have been taken in the 1880's with Emery likely in his 60's at the time. He is also identified as "LaVelle's Great Grandfather". Based on limited research I was able to gather the following information regarding Emery and his family:
Emery Rice DANIELS was b. 13 Oct 1822 in Windsor, MA to parents Eliphalet DANIELS (1797-1861) and Amanda RICE (1800-1839) who were married 15 Sept 1821 in Conway, MA. Emery was one of 7 children born to this couple including Emery Rice; William Cullen; Amanda R.; Amond; Charles Franklin; and Eliphalet DANIELS Jr., all born between 1822 and 1832. Emery’s father was married previously and had one additional son, Aviery DANIELS (b. 1819).
Emery married twice, first to Ellen WEAR (1825-1852) on 15 Jun 1848 in Peoria, IL and they had two children including Amanda Ellen DANIELS SHERMAN (1849-1939) and Laura C. DANIELS MURRAY (1852-1938). His second marriage was to Phebe or Pheobe S. STILLMAN (1829-1913) on 3 Mar 1853 in Peoria, IL and they had 8 children including Charles Franklin; Orlando Sherman; Sylvester Joseph; Baby Boy; Adoniram Judson; Leroy Emery; Dexter; and Lovica “Lollie” DANIELS, all born between 1854 and 1868.
Emery died 14 Apr 1902 in Azusa, CA and is buried in the Oakdale Memorial Park Cemetery in Glendora, CA.
I would like to get the photograph to a family member and appreciate you contacting me if you are a member of this family or you know someone who might be.
Thanks,
Shelley
Shelley Cardiel:
tagged Emery Rice Daniels in this photo.