|My family, as my father would say, "Hails" from Macon Co., Illinois. We lived in Elwin, which is , and I thinkcorrect in saying, South of Decatur.We went to school in Macon, Dad is a Macon High School graduate, 1942. |
I have been unable to find 100% proof of my immigrating ancestor, but have enough to say I am 98% sure that it is Valentine Stickel.I have his will, census data, and land documents listed in his will scanned into my photos section @ Ancestry.com link below.Illinois death records only go back to 1877 @ this time and Peter his son, my 4th great grandfather died in 1876 per record of a newspaper obituary.They list the township as "Wheaton" @ that time as documented in sources.I have found no statement of Peters father and/or mothers name as of this date.I do have his probate data listing his wife and children and a picture of his and his wifes and childrens tombstones.My surname ancestor's first moved from Conewago township, pre 1800 Adams County, post 1800, York County, Pennsylvania, then to Illinois, in 1857. To quote a statement from Hannah Bell Stickel's obituary from The Daily Review, Decatur, Illinois Wednesday Morning 27, February, 1895,
"The family moved from Pennsylvania to Macon County in 1860 in order that the children might enjoy the advantages which the then new west offered".
And for some reason that type of thought was kind of how my mom saw things, although Scottsdale, Arizona wasn't the NEW west, it was new to mom and dad and their family in 1966.New things,new experiences, new people, new home, new life, new, new, new.Although, looking back, everything was new at Macon also the year we permantely moved to Arizona, becase I was just going into Junior High.Fortunately both school systems had 7th grade at the High School.And both had 2 year Jr. Highs.In Arizona the Jr. High had just moved onto the same campus the High School was on. At Macon the old school had creacky old wooden floors and was a multi story building.I just remember being scared to death and really glad I didn't have to go to school in the horrible old rickety wooden floored, brick building.Arizona was new, but in a really good way, I guess looking back, it was familiar.The area was growing so fast, there wasn't room at the grade school any longer for the 7th and 8th grade students.As it turns out, at that time, Motorola was moving a lot of people from out of state to work at the new Semi Conductor Plant that was new in Scottsdale at that time.
After my father and youngest brother passed in 1997 and 1998 respectfully, I became very intrigued with some pictures I found in Dad's things.There were pictures from the 1800's, land documents, a publication on the "Spanglers", mom's old pictures from her side of the family.An old napkin my great grandmother, Lucy C Kirby White had painted some pansies on and a note to my mom.It seemed endless. I also wanted to do something for my nephews, whom had lost, their father my youngest brother, to Glial-Blastoma Brain Cancer. He died on my fathers birthday, Feb. 18, 1998. My daughter and myself lived with dad when we found him dead in bed.There's not too many ways to say that nicely, so...My daughter had also bought her first new computer and yes, mom played on it.I saw the adds for the different Ancestry sites and got curious.One thing led to another and now 7 years later, I've become incureably addicted to this "hobby" andI made a big ole Genealogical Scrapbook, with miniatures of all the different land docs., sources, census, different charts and just everything I could.Pictures of mom and dad young and older and gave it to them several years ago.I wanted them to know something about the name they carry and hopefully one day have heirs with the surname, Stickel.
|Debbie's Line of Stickel's|
Updated July 3, 2008