Rodgers / Passeriux of Ohio/Penn
Looking for Rodgers/Passeriux - Ohio/Pennsylvania Area (McDonald, Washington Co., Penn).
I am searching for any information on three generations of Thomas Rodgers and their families.Can you help?This is what I know.
I am searching for any information on three generations of Thomas Rodgers and their families.Can you help?This is what I know.My Great Grandfather, Thomas Rodgers #3 - According to the 1910 Census (Ohio), Thomas worked
as a laborer in a Furnace Plant. He and his family lived in Mercer County, North Precinct, South Sharon, at 209 Union St.His daughter Margaruite had already married Charlie Langhurst and, with their daughter Loretta F. Langhurst, lived in the same house as Thomas and Jane.Thomas spelled his surname "Rogers" in the 1910 Census.Married to Eugenie Passeriux.They had 3 girls and 2 boys.The boys died very young, the girls were Christine, Marguerite, and Janie. (Christine and Janie were born in McDonald,Pennsylvania.Marguerite was born in Younstown, Ohio)Christine Rodgers was born in 1903.Thomas Rodgers was born April 1866 in Saline, Ohio.Eugenie Passeriux was born in France in 1873.
as a laborer in a Furnace Plant. He and his family lived in Mercer County, North Precinct, South Sharon, at 209 Union St.His daughter Margaruite had already married Charlie Langhurst and, with their daughter Loretta F. Langhurst, lived in the same house as Thomas and Jane.Thomas spelled his surname "Rogers" in the 1910 Census.Married to Eugenie Passeriux.They had 3 girls and 2 boys.The boys died very young, the girls were Christine, Marguerite, and Janie. (Christine and Janie were born in McDonald,Pennsylvania.Marguerite was born in Younstown, Ohio)Christine Rodgers was born in 1903.Thomas Rodgers was born April 1866 in Saline, Ohio.Eugenie Passeriux was born in France in 1873.
His Father, Thomas Rodgers #2 - Little is known about.He supposedly was born in Ireland and worked on the Missippi River boats.Christine Rodgers (His granddaughter) remembers her grandmother (Margaret?) saying Grampa Rodgers died in the War.The only American war during this time was the Spanish American War?Maybe the civil war?Thomas was married to a Margaret (not sure of this name) and they had 5 boys and 3 girls - Thomas, Moris, Charles, Denis, James, Margaret, Katholeen, and Mazzle. (My grandmother thinks these are what their names were)
His Father, Thomas Rodgers #2 - Little is known about.He supposedly was born in Ireland and worked on the Missippi River boats.Christine Rodgers (His granddaughter) remembers her grandmother (Margaret?) saying Grampa Rodgers died in the War.The only American war during this time was the Spanish American War?Maybe the civil war?Thomas was married to a Margaret (not sure of this name) and they had 5 boys and 3 girls - Thomas, Moris, Charles, Denis, James, Margaret, Katholeen, and Mazzle. (My grandmother thinks these are what their names were)His Father, Thomas Rodgers #1 - Nothing is know about this person.
I would like to know a little about McDonald, Penn.I have never been there, but I wonder how much it has changed since my grandmother's school days.Here is my grandmother's (Christine Rodgers') recollection of McDonald, Penn. in an interview in 1997 - She was 94 yrs old -
"My earliest memories are of McDonald, Pennsylvania.McDonald was a small town with one main street.We lived at the bottom of a hill and the church sat at the top of the hill, this is where I also went to school.There was a stream close by that was big enough to put a boat on and fish from.
Gramma-Rodgers lived on the poor side of the tracks in a small house. I don't remember my Grampa-Rodgers, Gramma-Rodgers said he died in the war. There were a lot of blacks that lived in her area and Gramma-Rodgers was looked down on for being so charitable to them.My mom would not let us go to that part of the town by ourselves, so when my father had a day off he would take us to visit Gramma-Rodgers.Gramma-Rodgers walked every day to mass.She was a spry, little old woman, who walked everywhere.Every morning, on the way up the hill to mass, she would stop at our house and pump some drinking water.After mass, on the way down, she would stop in for some breakfast.
My father worked on engineering projects.I remember he had "street plans" for towns all over the house.I think he worked for the government on and off.He was a wonderful man, who spent all his free time with us girls.He taught us to hunt and fish, and we walked with him everyplace.I was very sad when we left him and went to California.All of us girls were very close to him (Christine started to cry telling this part of the story), I can't remember if I ever saw him again.I felt like I was an orphan.My mother died in California.
My Gramma-Pasher was a spoiled woman.She would visit us every summer on the way to or from someplace.She came from a very well-to-do family.I was always afraid to tell people that I was of French blood because they would think I had a bad temper.I don't remember much about Grampa-Pasher, but I know they weren't Catholic.I believe that family is from Youngstown, Ohio.My Uncle Paul taught in McDonald at a University Prep School.He lived across the street from the school.All my mother's brothers and sisters were prestigious members of the community.
I can barely remember a funeral.I don't remember who it was for, either my father or my grandfather, I think ... my memory is not real good these days.All the men carried the casket up the hill to the church.There was a lot of people on the street, walking up the hill.Oh, I sure wish I could go back and see this place!"
I would like to know a little about McDonald, Penn.I have never been there, but I wonder how much it has changed since my grandmother's school days.Here is my grandmother's (Christine Rodgers') recollection of McDonald, Penn. in an interview in 1997 - She was 94 yrs old -
"My earliest memories are of McDonald, Pennsylvania.McDonald was a small town with one main street.We lived at the bottom of a hill and the church sat at the top of the hill, this is where I also went to school.There was a stream close by that was big enough to put a boat on and fish from.
Gramma-Rodgers lived on the poor side of the tracks in a small house. I don't remember my Grampa-Rodgers, Gramma-Rodgers said he died in the war. There were a lot of blacks that lived in her area and Gramma-Rodgers was looked down on for being so charitable to them.My mom would not let us go to that part of the town by ourselves, so when my father had a day off he would take us to visit Gramma-Rodgers.Gramma-Rodgers walked every day to mass.She was a spry, little old woman, who walked everywhere.Every morning, on the way up the hill to mass, she would stop at our house and pump some drinking water.After mass, on the way down, she would stop in for some breakfast.
My father worked on engineering projects.I remember he had "street plans" for towns all over the house.I think he worked for the government on and off.He was a wonderful man, who spent all his free time with us girls.He taught us to hunt and fish, and we walked with him everyplace.I was very sad when we left him and went to California.All of us girls were very close to him (Christine started to cry telling this part of the story), I can't remember if I ever saw him again.I felt like I was an orphan.My mother died in California.
My Gramma-Pasher was a spoiled woman.She would visit us every summer on the way to or from someplace.She came from a very well-to-do family.I was always afraid to tell people that I was of French blood because they would think I had a bad temper.I don't remember much about Grampa-Pasher, but I know they weren't Catholic.I believe that family is from Youngstown, Ohio.My Uncle Paul taught in McDonald at a University Prep School.He lived across the street from the school.All my mother's brothers and sisters were prestigious members of the community.
I can barely remember a funeral.I don't remember who it was for, either my father or my grandfather, I think ... my memory is not real good these days.All the men carried the casket up the hill to the church.There was a lot of people on the street, walking up the hill.Oh, I sure wish I could go back and see this place!"
Any help on any information would greatly be appreciated.
Any help on any information would greatly be appreciated.Sincerely,Mark T. Martinez
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