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Most likely surnames: Fry, Miller, Loder. Not as likely but you never know: Potts, Vancycle. See if you recognize any!
Through seemingly endless searches I’ve been relentlessly trying to track the Loder family. I only know a small part of their sad story but I hope to get more information eventually. It may be time to take a break and tackle somebody else. To track the exact people I am talking about, here we go from youngest to oldest direct descendants: Betty Fry-Shafer > Orville Fry > Hester Loder and William Fry > Isaac Loder Jr. and Sarah (Salley) Ann Miller > Isaac Loder Sr. and Elizabeth Vancycle. Isaac Loder Jr. was born in Kansas in Johnson County 1858. Though this doesn’t mean he has Native blood at all, the county used to house an Indian Manual Labor School on a Shawnee reservation. The demographics of the school were made up of children of slaves brought to work on the land and school, and (usually) the following tribes: Shawnees, Delaware, Wyandotte, Ottawa, Kickapoo, Kaw, Pottawatomie, Osage, and Peoria. Because of the proximity to Missouri, it would not be surprising if Cherokee made it there at some point. The students would pay 75 dollars a year for room and board and education in things like milling, blacksmithing, brick laying, spinning, etc. By the time young Isaac came around, the manual portion of the school had been closed for a few years. The mission school was abandoned soon after 1862. For more on the school, read here. It’s important to note that I haven’t found Isaac Jr.’s birth certificate, so other than…
A few weeks ago Ryan and I went to Sanger, CA to see some of my family and I of course thought this was the perfect time to spend hours and hours going over old pictures with my grandma and dad. I’ll get them all loaded up soon but I wanted to summarize my discoveries. First, I have to share a picture of my Grandma Betty because she looks great at every age, but I like the crazy hair in this one: Walker I’ll need to add this to the list of categories. This is my grandma’s mother’s maiden name and I do believe there are photos to be had in that category. AND something about a violent family feud that could get interesting to research. Fry Oh the Frys, so many of them! One of the best parts about this trip was seeing the home videos of my grandparents’ trip to Ava Missouri, formerly “Frytown”. They met some relatives, toured the town, church, old homesteads, etc., and shared stories. I can’t view the videos on my Mac so at some point I’ll commandeer a PC long enough to get them in a format every computer can open (or on the web, let’s try that too!). I will make a script of sorts when I get to hear the entirety as well. Loder Dad and I were not able to get far on the Native American roots that continually side-step me. Apparently nobody in Missouri wanted to talk about…