Uncle Guy never remarried; he and Florence never got a divorce - she continued living with different men. After she was finished with Dewey Baublitz she took up with a Mr. Harris and she bought the house where the parents of Dewey lived and owned. The house was right across from Upper Melinda (one of the Foster mansions) and while grandma and Grandad lived on the Dolfield farm, Mrs. Baublitz, Dewey's mother use to come over to see her and spend the whole afternoon and her favorite topic of conversation was what a rotten no-good man her husband was.
Mr. and Mrs. Fred Baublitz had a daughter. Her name was Alice. Mrs. Baublitz was due to have her second child - Dewey and she sent Alice over to tell grandma she needed her help, so grandma acted as mid-wife when Dewey was born. It seems ironic that this baby would grow up to wreck the marriage of one of her sons. When Florence got tired of Mr. Harris she went to live with a man by the name of Cook and she stayed with him til she died.
I guess your Dad was the only man to live on Moser Hill that had a college education. It wasnt until the next generation that our people even had a high-school diploma. Uncle Dewey was a chemist and he worked for the Fairfield Dairy. He use to travel to Union Bridge and other places to test milk for its purity. On one such trip - it was on a Thanksgiving Day - it was about 1936, he took me with him and I was surprised to see the great gleaming stainless steel tubs that the milk was going into and also surprised that water was being added to it before it was shipped into Baltimore City.
Your mother was the first woman on the hill to learn to drive a car. Dad got a new Chevolet in 1931 and Mom learned and shortly after, Aunt Helen got her drivers license also. I remember your Dad getting a new 1930 Chevrolet in 1930 - it had a trunk on it, then he got one in 1933, and again in 1936 and also in l939. Shortly after that World War II broke out and no one got a new car. I believe your Dad went to work for Davidson Chemical about 1942.
Anyone to get anything new in those days, everyone knew about it. Your parents were the first to get an electric refrigerator, the first to get a formal dining room set and even a matching suite for their extra bed room. Your mother was a Sunday School teacher and the Superintendent of the Primary Dept. for many years and your Dad was always active in the Mens Bible Class. I have always been thankful to your mother for letting me play the piano for her Department. That was my first endeavor at serving the Lord and I have played in other Sunday schools and churches since then.
The only ones I havent addressed yet are Uncle Clarence and Uncle Gene. Uncle Clarence was a street car mechanic like my Dad. His life wasnt a very happy one. His wife was a contrary person and made his life a living hell. I understand she apologized to him on her death bed.
The depression came in 1929 and Uncle Gene was working for Morgan Millwork; sometimes he would go all the way into town to bring a weekly pay check home of about $18.00.
By 1933, it was impossible to meet his house payments and the bank foreclosed on his loan. They went to live in the house on the curve by the Trout Farm and they lived here three or four years - no one had any money and his house never did sell. Finally, the bank offered it back to him at a monthly payment that he could afford.
Reisterstown Road was so narrow that something had to be done. The street car tracks were torn up and the road was made into four lanes and Baltimore Transit picked up their passengers in a bus - no more street cars North of Slade Ave.
My Dad had to go into the city to work and his hours were cut from 84 a week to 48 hours a week. At 60 cents an hour his pay was cut from $50.40 a week to $28.80 a week. On $50.40 we were living high-on-the-hog. I heard Mom say if it wouldnt have been that we had our house paid for, we never would have made it. Now Dad had every Sunday off, so he went to church every Sunday, he became a Sunday School teacher and he served on the board of the church and he was the Building Fund treasurer until he died. The Lord saw us through it all.
I was glad to learn that Aunt Carrie become the ladies Bible Class teacher at Gills Methodist Church.
Moser Hill spread itself like a great and beautiful tree and I never dreamed it would ever end. I had bought land 150 ft by 420 ft. on the corner of Academy and Moser lane but I could not get a loan at that time to build. They say everything works out for the best so I have to believe in Romans 8: 28. If I had built back in 1948, 1 would be the only one left.
Moser Hills descendants have spread to many different states even to another country. Who would have believed that Hugo Schmidt's grand daughter would return to his mother land of her own free will. Grace Schmidt Peirpont's daughter made her debut in New York City where she made her entrance into society and at the cotillion she attended, she met the Barron of Hamelschenberg who she will later marry. The family name was Von Klink and the family castle is surrounded by 12,000 acres, half of which are in timber. Hamelschenberg Castle is 1 1 kms from Hamelin, Germany. and it dates back to 1608.
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