My Great Aunt Cosa (pronounced Cozy), (June 22, 1899 - June
6, 1994) and my Great Uncle Bob (Nov 13, 1911- Aug 3, 1990) were born to John Thomas Filson
and Catherine Lavinia Manuwal Filson along with my Grandpa Russell. The three
siblings were all born and raised on the Filson family farm outside of Inwood,
Indiana. All three children attended Inwood
school, Russell through 10th grade, Cosa through 12th grade and Bob
until 8th.
Robert met Hilda F. Hall (Mar 23, 1914 – Aug 23 1993) and
they married on Nov 28, 1935. After Bob and Hilda married, they moved to a
nearby farm on Hawthorne Road, just a few farms away from the Filson Farm. There
they raised four children, some of whom still live on the farm with their
children today. When I lived in Indiana in 1974 and 1975, I would walk over to
visit Bob and Hilda. I confess being a
city girl (or at least I thought of myself as one), the smell of a pig farm was
something I had to grow accustomed to. But I did enjoy being around Bob and
Hilda. They were both so friendly and loved to see me. They were “savers”, that
is to say, they would save everything, plastic butter dishes, newspapers, etc. I
thought it strange at the time, but then I came to appreciate that they were in
the forefront of the recycling era which we live in today. They took nothing
for granted. Everything had value and use. “Those plastic butter dishes may
come in handy someday!” This mindset is typical for those that lived through
the Depression, and especially for those that lived in rural areas. We take for
granted how easy it is for us to take the trash out every week, how the big
green truck makes it disappear from our life. On a farm, disposing of trash had
a whole different set of rules. They did not have garbage disposals, trash
compactors or a city wide recycling program. Leftover food went into pig slop
or compote heap for the garden. Metal trash was separated from paper trash and
disposed of accordingly. When I lived on the farm we would burn the paper
weekly and haul the metal to the scrap yard when the pile got too big.
Bob and Hilda raised pigs and dairy cows. I was fascinated
to watch Great Uncle Bob milk the cows, but never acquired a taste for raw milk.
When Bob was very young he lost three
fingers while raising bales of hay up to the hayloft in the barn. His fingers
got caught in the pulley system and severed his figures off.
Great Uncle Bob Inwood School 1925 |
Cosa and Marvin were very musical; Great Uncle Marv would
always play his fiddle when he came to our house to visit. As a teenager I
thought it was very “square”, but now I look back on it with a smile and miss
those moments. I was thrilled to find a photo of them with a band they played
in during the 1930s.
Marvin is fifth from the left, holding his fiddle and Cosa
is third from the right in her polka dot dress.
Great Uncle Marvin and Aunt Cosa 1930s |
My Grandma Grace, Great Aunt Hilda and Great Aunt Cosa were
all members of the Ladies Aid Society and worked on quilting projects together.
My Aunt is the proud owner of one of the group’s quilts and she was pleased to
share it with me.
Ladies Aid Society Quilt |
Hilda Hall Filson's receipe |
Marshall County Home Demonstration Club Cookbook |
1963 Helpful Hints |
I grew up in Plymouth in the 50's and 60's. I still have this cookbook. It has some of my favorite recipes in it!
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ReplyDeleteDo you have any other cookbooks written by local women?
ReplyDeleteNot that I know of. I took my parents recipes but they were mostly handwritten on index cards.
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