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201 Adirondack Record-Post Friday Sept 26, 1919 Snye, Gladys Mary (I3338)
202 Adirondack Record-Post, Friday, August 11, 1922 Family F1144
203 Adirondack Record-Post, Thursday April 12, 1956 Snye, Henry Thomas (I3641)
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212 adopted Colombo, Leona Ann (I2151)
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216 adopted Colcord, Edna M. (I4943)
217 adopted Langager, Andrew (I4946)
218 adopted Gamache, Raymond John (I73334830)
219 adopted Gamache, Rose (I73336747)
220 adopted Gamache, Joseph Anthony (I73336438)
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226 Adopted as an infant Roy, Claire (I3569)
227 adopted by Mr.Lemanski Luellwitz-Lemanski, Dennis (I12322)
228 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I799)
229 adopted niece of Phyllis Chapman Gamache, Janice Audrey (I11562)
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232 After her mother died, Antoinette lived with her maternal grandmother King. Grandmother King, her daughter Henriette and Antoinette moved to Colorado inteh 19-teens to live with her uncle Peter King and his three children.

In 1920, Antoinette, aged 13, resides with her uncle Peter Kingandhis 3 daughters, and her grandmother Josephine and her aunt Henriette.

She entered the convent in 1924 and professed her vows in 1926.

In 1930, Sister Alice Loretto Duquette, aged 25,was a teacher at a school in Denver. 
Duquette, Marie Antoinette (I461)
233 After her mother died, Leontine was raised by her father's adoptive parents, Joseph Narcisse Duquette and Delima (Belanger) Duquette.

In 1910, 6 year old Leontine was living with her grandparents in Schoolcraft Twp. Michigan.

She became a nun some time between 1920 and 1930.

She died in Colorado in the later '40's or early '50's - at Cherry Hill 
Duquette, Leontine (I460)
234 After immigrating to the U.S. from Hungary in the 1920's and with not a dollar in his pocket, Herman Brody bought an existing furniture store in McDonald, PA in 1931 (negotiating a promissory note with the seller). In 1934 he and his brother Leo opened a Brody's store in Canonsburg which Leo managed until 1947. At that time, Herman's twin sons Herb and Sid entered the business. In 1951, Sid opened his own store in Steubenville, Ohio while Herb continued to manage the Canonsburg store. During that time, Brody's wasn't just a furniture store but more like a department store, carrying everything from furniture to toys to snow shovels!

Sid retired in 1997, closing the Steubenville store after 46 years. Herb subsequently turned the Canonsburg store over to his son Steve (3rd generation), who entered the business in 1991 and has been managing it ever since. Steve has kept the family tradition of providing his customers quality furniture at every day low prices with FREE DELIVERY, just like his grandfather did in 1931.

Shop Brody's and find out why people keep coming back! We have 3 large floors of quality furniture for every room in your home. Most of our sofas come with LIFETIME GUARANTEES, and our selection is one of the biggest in the area. Whether you just need one item or a whole house-full, we'll make your furniture experience a pleasure without the high pressure sales tactics that other stores use. Like my father and grandfather before me, I'm here to serve you!

Steve Brody,
Brody, Stephen Louis (I674)
235 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I5520)
236 Air Force P.O.W; WWII Gamache, Robert C. (I73332786)
237 Alabama, Deaths and Burials Index, 1881-1974

Name: Julia G Mackintosh
[Julia G Gamache]
Birth Date: abt 1862
Death Date: 11 Dec 1928
Death Place: Fairhope, Baldwin County, Alabama
Death Age: 66
Marital Status: Married
Gender: Female
Father Name: Edw Gamache
Mother Name: Cornelia Martin
Spouse Name: Jas D Mackintosh
FHL Film Number: 1908460
Wills and Probates: Search for Julia G Mackintosh in Alabama Wills & Probates collection 
Gamache, Julia G. (I13442)
238 Albertina A Gamache was born on October 7, 1879 in Fall River, Massachusetts to Jean Baptiste Gamache and Marie Vigeant (both from Canada). She had two brothers and 4 sisters. She and Jean had 9 children; 5 girls and 4 boys. Their seventh child, Anna Maria only lived for 6 months. She died of spinal menangitis in November 1918.  Gamache, Alexandrine Albertine (I73333739)
239 Alexander Spotswood (c. 1676 ? 6 June 1740) was a Lieutenant-Colonel in the British Army and a noted Lieutenant Governor of Virginia. He is noted in Virginia and American history for a number of his projects as Governor, including his exploring beyond the Blue Ridge Mountains, his establishing what was perhaps the first colonial iron works, and his negotiating the Treaty of Albany with the Iroquois Nations of New York.

Alexander Spotswood was born in the Colony of Tangier, Morocco, about 1676 to Catharine (née Maxwell, c. 1638 - December 1709) and her second husband, Dr. Robert Spottiswoode (17 September 1637 - 1680), the Chirurgeon (Surgeon) to the Tangier Garrison.

Through his father, Alexander was a grandson of Judge Robert Spottiswoode (1596?1646), a great-grandson of Archbishop John Spottiswoode (1565?1639), and a descendant of King Robert II of Scotland through the 2nd Earls of Crawford.[1] Alexander's older half-brother (by his mother's first marriage to George Elliott) was Roger Elliott (c. 1655 - 15 May 1714), who became one of the first Governors of Gibraltar. Following the death of Robert Spotswood, his mother married thirdly, Reverend Dr. George Mercer, the Garrison's Schoolmaster.

On 20 May 1693, Alexander became an Ensign in the Earl of Bath's Regiment of Foot. He was commissioned in 1698, and promoted to Lieutenant-Colonel in 1703. He was appointed Quartermaster-General of the Duke of Marlborough's army the same year, and was wounded at the Battle of Blenheim the following year.

Lieutenant Governor of Virginia[edit]
In 1710, Alexander was appointed Lieutenant Governor of Virginia, under the nominal governorship of George Hamilton, 1st Earl of Orkney. He was the first to occupy the new Governors Mansion, which many citizens thought overly extravagant (its 20th-century reconstruction is now one of the principal landmarks in Colonial Williamsburg). in 1711, he intervened in Cary's Rebellion in North Carolina, sending a contingent of Royal Marines from the Chesapeake to put down the rebellion. A Tobacco Act requiring the inspection of all tobacco intended for export or for use as legal tender was passed in 1713. The next year, he founded the First Germanna Colony, and regulated trade with native Americans at another of his pet projects, Fort Christanna. In 1715, he bought 3229 acres (13 km²) at Germanna.

In 1716 he led the Knights of the Golden Horseshoe Expedition up the Rappahannock River valley and across the Blue Ridge Mountains at Swift Run Gap into the Shenandoah Valley to expedite settlement. The following year saw the foundation of the Second Germanna Colony and the Repeal of regulation of trade with native Americans. A Third Germanna Colony followed in 1719, and Germanna was made the seat of Spotsylvania County the following year.

Between 1716 and 1720, Spotswood built the Tubal Works. It had a cold blast-charcoal blast furnace which produced pig iron, and probably a finery forge. (It is the site of the 19th-century Scotts Ironworks). It operated for about 40 years. Pig iron from Tubal is in the collections of the Fredericksburg Area Museum and the NPS (Spotsylvania Courthouse). Tubal Works iron was exported to England by 1723.[2] In May of the same year, Gov. Drysdale reported to the Lords of Trade that Spotswood was selling "backs and frames for Chumnies, Potts, doggs, frying, stewing, and backing panns" at auction in Williamsburg.

Around 1732 at Massaponax, Spotswood built what may have been the first purpose-built foundry in the British North American Colonies. This was a double-air furnace (usually used to make cannon) and was used to recast pig iron produced at Tubal into final shapes (kettles, andirons, firebacks, etc. and possibly cannon). Neither of Spotswood's iron operations were at Germanna. Spotswood was not, as is commonly believed, involved in the Fredericksville Furnace.[3]

In the fall of 1718, Spotswood engaged in a clandestine expedition by privately hiring two sloops, Jane and Ranger, and a number of Royal Navy men to seek out the pirate Blackbeard (Edward Teach). On 18 November 1718, Lt. Robert Maynard sailed from Hampton, Virginia to Ocracoke Inlet, North Carolina. On 22 November 1718, Maynard and his men defeated Blackbeard and the pirates. On 24 November 1718, two days after Blackbeard's death, Spotswood issued a proclamation at the Assembly in Williamsburg offering reward for any who brought Teach and the other pirates to justice.

Spotswood worked to make a Treaty with the Iroquois through their meeting in Albany, New York during 1721. It was an attempt to end the raids between the Iroquois and Catawba that endangered settlers in the Shenandoah Valley. The Iroquois agreed to stay north of the Potomac and west of the Blue Ridge Mountains. The agreement was renewed the next year.

Spotswood completed the Governor's palace in 1722, when he was recalled from the lieutenant governorship and replaced by Hugh Drysdale. Throughout his career, Spotswood had maintained an adversarial relationship with the Virginia Council, especially its most prominent member, James Blair. As the Bishop of London's representative in the colony, the President of the College of William and Mary, and a councilman in Virginia's highest legislative body, Blair was arguably the most powerful man in the colony. He successfully orchestrated the recall of three royally appointed governors, including Alexander Spotswood.

Later life[edit]
The latter entered private life with 80,000 acres (324 km²) in Spotsylvania and three iron furnaces.

Returning to London, Spotswood married Butler Brayne in March 1724/1725, but was back at the 'Enchanted Castle', Germanna, by 1729. He served as Deputy Postmaster General from 1730 to 1739, and died on 7 June 1740 at Annapolis, Maryland. 
Spotswood, Major General, Sir Alexander (I13892)
240 Alexis was a War of l8l2 veteran who married at Ile
Dupas, Quebec, on l7 Feb l8l7. Being Canadian, he fought a against American troops as a member of a British militia unit. He died at Ile Dupas on ll Apr l870; his wife
died there in l834. 
Valois, Alexis (I8280)
241 Alice Helen Noordyk, 96, of Plymouth, went home to be with her Lord on Saturday, Dec. 24, 2011, at the Rocky Knoll Health Care Center where she was a resident for the past ten months. She was born on Nov. 9, 1915, in New Holstein, daughter of the late Roland and Alma (Ruh) Pohl. She attended Kiel Grady School in the Town of Greenbush and Glenbeulah High School. On Sept. 23, 1936, she married Andrew Noordyk and the couple lived in Greenbush and later moved to Plymouth, making it their home. He preceded her in death on Jan. 10, 1982. She was a member of Salem United Church in Plymouth, a member of its Willing Workers, AARP, she was a Cub Scout Lead er for many years, volunteered at the Plymouth Blood Bank and the Salvation Army. She is survived by five children, Deanna Rortvedt, Robert (Mary) Noordyk, Dorothy (Warren) Pfrang, Faye (Bob) Klaschus, David (Susan) Noordyk; 14 grandchildren, Kevin (Katie) Rortvedt, Jason (Missy) Rortvedt, Tori (Dr. Mark) Meyers, Stacy King, Michele (Bill) Haapala, Nick (Jill) Hughes, Curt (Chris) Hughes, Brian (Kelly) Klaschus, Theresa (Bruce) Pfeifer, Andy Klaschus, Matthew (Joy) Noordyk, Cassie (Dr. Peter) Raether, Eth an (Julia) Noordyk, Tate Noordyk and fiancee, Jen Ackerman; 23 great-grand children, two great-great-grandchildren; a sister, Elsie Schuricht; a nd a brother and sister-in-law, Wallace (Dotty) Pohl. She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband; a sister and brother-in-law, Sylvia (Jerry) Mertens; a brother-in-law, Lawrence Schuricht; a grandson, Todd Hughes; a great-granddaughter, Cydney Hughes; and grandson-in-law, Rick King. Funeral services will be held at 7 p.m. on Wednesday, Dec. 28, 20 11, at the Schneider Funeral Home & Life Tributes in Plymouth, with Lay Minister Dale Miller of Salem United Church on Christ in Plymouth, officiating. Burial will take place in the Plymouth Woodlawn Cemetery. Friends may call at the funeral home on Wednesday from 4 p.m. until the time servic e. The family would like to extend a special thank you to the staff of the Rocky Knoll Health Care Center for the wonderful care and compassion shown to Alice and her family these past months.

Sheboygan Press from December 26 to December 27, 2011
Pohl, Alice Helen (I7423)
242 Alice Helen Pohl Is Bride Of Andrew Noordyk:
In St. Peter?s Reformed church at Kiel, Prof. L. C. Hessert of the Missi on House performed a nuptial Service at 3 p. m. today, uniting in marriage Miss Alice Helen Pohl, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Roland O. Pohl of Glenbeular R. 1, and Andrew Noordyk, son of Mr. and Mrs. Peter Noordyk, Plymouth, Route 2. The wedding march was played by Mrs. Roland Griebebow of Kiel. The bride entered the church on the arm of her father who gave her in marriage. She wore a gown of White Satin made on princess lines with a train. Clusters of pearls brameniel neckline of the of the gown. Her veil was designed in cap style with French lace and Minestones. Yellow roses and white pompanos were combined in the bouquet which she carried. Miss Sylvia Pohl was her sister?s maid of honor and Miss Hiklegarde, Pohl cousin of the bride, attended as bridesmaid. The maid of honor wore a blue brocaded Satin dress with a long tunic coat and pink accessories, while the bridesmaid was attired in a similar gown of pink with blue accessories. Both carried pink roses and white pomes. Anton Noordyk was his brother?s best man and Raymond Ruh, cousin of the bride, attended as groomsman. Dirk Noordyk, another brother of the bridegroom, and Milon Ninmer, cousin of t he bride. A reception and wedding dinner was being held at 5 o?clock this afternoon at the bride?s home for 150 relatives and close friends. The blue and pink color scheme of the wedding is being followed out In the decorations at the home which consist of autumn flowers and lighted tapers. Tonight a wedding dance is being held at Lyceum hall in Glenbeulah. The bride and bridegroom have planned a secret honeymoon trip and after Oct. 15, will reside on the bridegroom?s farm at Elkhart Lake. Guests have gathered from Milwaukee, Port Washington, Sheboygan Falls and New Holste in for the wedding and reception.

Sheboygan Press - 9/23/1936
Family F2560
243 Alice V. Keough
Born: December 31, 1888

Died: October 21, 1993

Married: John E. Keough

Children: Charles Keough, Eugene Keough, George L. Keough

Alice V. Duprey Keough operated Keough's Motor Court Tourist Home at 148 Lake Flower Avenue. At her death in 1993, she was the oldest resident of Saranac Lake. 
Duprey, Alice V. (I9000)
244 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I17918)
245 Allison Beth Krause (April 23, 1951 ? May 4, 1970) was an honor student at Kent State University in Kent, Ohio, when she was shot and killed by the Ohio Army National Guard in the Kent State shootings, while protesting against the invasion of Cambodia and the presence of the National Guard on the Kent State campus. The Guardsmen opened fire on a group of unarmed students, killing four of them, at an average distance of about 345 ft (106 m). Krause was shot in the left side of her body at about 330 ft (105 m) fatally wounding her.[1] A subsequent autopsy found that a single rifle bullet entered and exited her upper left arm, and entered her left lateral chest fragmenting on impact causing massive internal injuries. She died from her injuries later that same day.

Altogether, sixty-seven shots were fired by the Guardsmen in 13 seconds.[2] The other students killed in the shootings were Jeffrey Glenn Miller, Sandra Lee Scheuer and William Knox Schroeder. In addition, nine other students were wounded in the gunfire.

Just days before Allison Krause was killed, she said "flowers are better than bullets".[3]

The shootings led to protests and a national student strike, causing hundreds of campuses to close because of both violent and non-violent demonstrations. The Kent State campus remained closed for six weeks. Five days after the shootings, 100,000 people demonstrated in Washington, D.C. against the war.

Krause was an alumna of John F. Kennedy High School in Silver Spring, Maryland. There is a courtyard memorial dedicated to her there. Her father, Arthur S. Krause, became an outspoken advocate for the press for truth and justice about what occurred that day and fought it in the courts for nearly 10 years following the death of his daughter. In the end, the family of Allison Krause received a 'Statement of Regret' and $15,000 for the loss of Allison.[citation needed]

In 2010, Allison's sister Laurel Krause co-founded the Kent State Truth Tribunal 'KSTT' with Emily Kunstler. The tribunal was organized to uncover, record and preserve the testimonies of witnesses, participants and meaningfully involved individuals of the Kent State shootings of 1970. Showing his support, Michael Moore livecast every KSTT testimonial at his website. In all, three tribunals were held in 2010: May 1, 2, 3 & 4 in Kent Ohio at the 40th anniversary of the shootings with a west coast tribunal in San Francisco in August and an east coast tribunal in New York City in October 2010. 
Krause, Allison Beth (I312)
246 Allison Krause

Shot & Killed on May 4, 1970

photo The following are excerpts from an interview with the Krause family.

"I remember once when Allison came in from her work at St. Elizabeth's Hospital for the Insane, she was wearing a big smile and said she did it. Neither Doris nor I knew what she was referring to, but Allison was ecstatic. We later learned that she had just got a guy to talk who hadn't spoken to anyone in fifteen years." These were the words Arthur Krause used to describe the unselfish qualities of the daughter killed at Kent State in 1970. "The thing that I hope people rememberhopefully from the movie, the Requiem, or the readings is that it could happen to their child. I was like everyone else and then it happened to us." Arthur and Doris Krause carry on their lives ten years after the incident, but the pain and the lessons of the last ten years are evident. "I think we all responsible for the killings at Kent. You can't get away from the hatred being spread by national leaders during that time. That political period was one which bred hate and with Nixon and Rhodes fanning the fires you can expect killings to result." Krause, the parent who initially began the quest for justice in the Kent State case continued, "I knew what was going to happen; that justice would not be served, but I wanted to make sure that there was pressure applied. In the beginning the other families were not as believing that nothing would be done; I think they thought I was some sort of radical. But I can tell you that if you don't stand up for your rights they will be taken away from you just like they were from Allison and the others."

Arthur and Doris Krause have mixed feelings about the 1979 settlement. "We don't want the damn money . . we want the truth. If we had wanted the money I would have accepted the one and a half million dollar bribe I was offered to drop the civil suit, offered to me in the presence of Peter Davies in 1971. We want the facts out about how the four died. We aren't afraid of the truth. We aren't the ones who have been saying 'no comment' for the past ten years." Arthur and Doris Krause hope the movie would generate more of the same hate mail they have received for the past ten years. "They always point out that my daughter had gravel in her pockets . . . that this was the rationale for killing her . . . why didn't they throw gravel at her?" "The political climate is very similar to that in 1970," Krause added, "Kent State, 1970 means we no longer have our daughter, but it also means something to all Americans . . . Our court battles establish without a doubt one thing. There is no constitution. There is no Bill of Rights."


You, out there, you patriots of silence,
what do you know of me?
I who lie in this lonely place beneath the soil,
cold as the death I died
for no reason nor cause
except your hatred.
Why? O Why?
If I could come to you whole,
And let you see me,
Touch me.
Know me.
Would you then weep for me you silent patriots?
Can you weep?
Or has hatred so consumed
your angry hearts?
I cry out to you from eternity.
Do you hear me?
Do you hear the mournful song
of a distant bird,
the soft and gentle flutter of her wounded wings?
Or are you so made of stone and stell
no dart of love
could pierce the armor of your frozen hearts.
Come then and mock me in my grave
and heap scorn upon me.
O how I do pity you.
I pity your poor, stunted humanity
that hates me for dying,
and in dying this death
rejoices in the killing.
I pity you for not knowing what this teath I died
shall mean for you tomorrow.
Ah! You dare not come, despite your hate,
you cannot face to face with me.
Oh, no, the shame too great.
Then go; go wave your pretty flags to marching muscles
and leave me with those that love me.
They are few but ever true
and constant as the sun.
Go preach your nonsense to the dumb
and lead the world astray,
seeing in your blindness and hearing in your deafness.
Go preach your hate; but mark me well:
the day will surely come
when I, in others, shall arise and bring to all of you
Love and Peace.
Peter Davies


Constantly she was surrounded by boys and girls who came not only to tell her their problems, but to laugh with her and bask in her quick wit and charm. Allison possessed a rare trait. She could move among many groups of students and always exhibit tolerance for the views of each group in which she participated. Wen baited by adults, some young people respond with anger and bitterness, if not violence. Allison expressed a passive, stoic quality, as if recognizing the injustice of name-calling, as if realizing the illness of the person filled with hate. Allison was filled with contradictions as any complex person is. She read Hermann Hesse and worked in a bagel factory after school. She could wear a fur coat one day and the following day blue jeans and a bush jacket . . . of the students I have met in five years of teaching, in six years of college, and of the people I have met when working in factories, gas stations, shops and offices, I cannot think of a better person than Allison Krause. In her own quiet way, she symbolized the best in young people.

Richard R. Taworski John F. Kennedy High School, Silver Spring, Maryland

Eulogy by Barry Levine

The following personal account was prepared by Barry Levine, Allison Krause's boyfriend, for Arthur and Doris Krause in 1971. This excerpt attempts to answer Doris' question to Barry on May 5, "What happened?"

Dear Art,
Laurie. This part in such sorrow
I do here impart.
No words of mine can ease
This awful time.
But perhaps these lines I borrow:
Say no with sadness: she is gone;
But say with gratitude: she was.

Sunday May 3

Sunday was a peaceful day. The sun was warn and the breeze gentle. Allison spent the day quietly strolling the campus, sometimes laughing and joking, sometimes seriously discussing the past two days of disturbances on the campus. It was late afternoon when we decided to walk to the front campus and fraternize with some guardsmen.

Upon arriving, one particular guardsmen caught our eye. He stood quietly alone, a lilac in his gun barrel. Taking me by the arm, Allison walked over to him. His name was Myers, and unlike many of the soldiers we had met that day, Myers wore a pleasant smile, and when he spoke, he did so with a gentle compassion. He said he did not want to be guarding the campus, but when asked why he didn't leave, he looked at the ground and shyly said he couldn't.

Disturbed at the pleasant rapport one of his men was enjoying with us, an officer slowly strolled over and placed his arm around Myers' shoulder. As we watched inquisitively, Myers' face tightened up, his back straightened and his smile completely disappeared. The officer, yelling in Myers' ear, ordered him to identify himself and his division. Myers did so, and as we watched the fear swell in the young Guardsmen's eyes, the officer began

O: Doesn't your division have target practice
next week, Myers?
M: Yes, sir
O: Are you going there with that silly flower?
M: No, sir
O: Then what is it doing in your rifle barrel?
M: It was a gift, sir
O: Do you always accept gifts Myers?
M: No, sir
O:Then why did you accept this one?
No answer
O: (Holding out his hand) What are you going to
do with it Myers?
Myers feebly began to remove the lilac
O: That's better Myers. Now straighten up and
start acting like a soldier and forget all this
peace stuff.

Realizing the officer would merely throw the lilac away, Allison grabbed it from his hand and gave him a look of disgust, but he only turned his back. As the officer walked away, Allison called after him 'What's the matter with peace? Flowers are better than bullets!'

Just a few gentle words coming from her heart, there was no profundity intendedjust a natural reaction in defense of a stranger she had taken a liking to. Five simple words that will never be forgotten.

As one amongst many she stood and screamed that the war should end, and national troops were ordered to shut her up. So she screamed louder, and would not be shut up, so they shot her; for that is how intolerables are dealt with. And in time, out of four, she alone stood out. Those who value life have memorialized her, and those who hold values higher than life have discredited her. However, through all the rumors and all the lies, her plea for sanity rings true. Around the world her words have been heard and will be remembered: 'Flowers are better than bullets' In her name hundreds of thousands marched through the streets of America, Canada and Europe. For the first time in its history the gates at a U.S.-Canadian border were closed and locked by hundreds of Canadian students, who, while not knowing her, mourned her death.

And in her memory-

Parents named their newborn children
Books were written and dedicated
Plays were written
Schools were named
Poems were written and dedicated

Vigils were held
Songs were written and sung
Movies were made
Flowers were planted

Mention her name throughout the world, and heads will turneyes swelled with tearsfor she is remembered.

Monday May 4

The sun was shining bright this spring morning as Allison left a friend's room in a nearby dorm where she had been stranded the previous night. As we walked across the campus, back to our own dorms to eat lunch, I noticed an enormous amount of life and joy in her eyes, despite the anger and terror from the previous night. We had resolved a personal problem earlier in the morning, and ironically on this morning Allison was happier than I had ever seen her.

We continued, laughing and joking as we walked, unaware that the exact path we were walking would minutes later be traveled by marching soldiers. As we climbed the hill towards the pagoda, we agreed to meet after lunch on Blanket Hill to participate and going our separate ways to eat lunch.

After lunch I walked to where we agreed to meet and waited. Standing at the top of Blanket Hill I watched angered students gather, and one hundred yards from them I saw men armed with rifles standing and waiting. Across the commons, Allison left the dormitory and crossed the field to the gathering students. She walked in front of the crown, her eyes searching the top of the hill to see if I had arrived. She stopped for a minute to say hi to a friend of oursJeff Miller. They exchanged a few words, but what was said will never to be known. How ironic that the only person she stopped to speak to that morning was a friend who hours later would be lying lifeless at her side as we rushed to save her life.

She continued on her way, her eyes fixed on the top of the hill, never once looking around to see the soldiers. It was almost as if she were oblivious to them. As she approached I noticed she had changed her clothing during lunch. She now wore dungerees, her favorite blue sneakers and a tan safari jacket opened in the front to expose one word boldly printed across her grey tee shirt. The word, ironically, was KENNEDY. Her hair had been pinned up, accentuating her prominent cheekbones, and again, ironically, baring her neck. As an order to disperse was given by the National Guard, Allison's visual search of the crowd became more urgent. Finally her eyes met mine and as a smile stretched across her face, she quickly ascended the hill to my side.

As we stood on the hill watching and waiting for the soldiers to make their move, Allison ripped in half the moistened cloth she had brought for protection against tear gas. Another dispersal order was given, yet no advance was made, so Allison felt safe in running a few yards to give a friend part of her already compromised cloth. She tore her's again and gave him half. It was a small gesture, but one that so clearly demonstrated her consideration and willingness to share. Tear gas was already being fired as she scrambled back to where I was waiting. We stood for a few seconds watching the soldiers move out behind a screen of gas, before deciding to retreat with the crowd of students.

As we began to retreat over the hill, I could see Allison almost beginning to cry. A few steps further she turned to me with tears rolling down her cheeks and asked, "Why are they doing this to us? Why don't they let us be?"

A peaceful assembly was being violently disrupted, breeding anger in most of those being dispersed. However, Allison did not feel anger, but rather disappointment and sorrow because of the violence she felt would ensue. Unfortunately, these passive emotions were soon transformed into aggression, for as we retreated, a gas cannister landed at our feet, exploding in our faces. It was at this point that Allison's sorrow changed to anger and her strained tolerance turned to resistance.

After a few seconds of recovery, Allison turned in her tracks and froze. She stood in the path of the pursuing troops screaming at the top of her lungs. Having been pushed too far, she now lashed back and I was forced to pull her along, fearing that the distance between us and the oncoming troops was becoming critical. Twice, before we reached the crest of the hill, she turned to speak her mind to these men. Each time I had to pull her onward. Upon reaching the top of the hill, she again turned, and with tears streaming down her cheeks, she creamed and yelled and stomped her feet as if all her yelling might stop these me. The hand drawn to her face, holds a wet rag used to protect herself from the gas, and her other hand holds mine, with which I pulled her over the hill and into the parking lot, a safe distance from the troops.

For several minutes we stood in the parking lot watching these men threaten us with their rifles. In response, we cursed them and threw rocks. When they left we followed, all the time screaming and yelling, and then they turned.

The Parking Lot Blue Sneakers
--------------- -------------
On my knees Blue sneakers
With my life in my arms That make you
The blood flows past my feet Run faster
the tears Jump higher
Slide off my trembling lips
Falling Blue sneakers
Onto her pale That make you
Pale face Run so fast
You can beat
Like water thru my fingers A speeding bullet
Her life slips away. --If you're looking

--Barry Levine Blue sneakers
Giving you the ability
To out run death
When he is breathing
Down your neck

Your favorite blue sneakers
Tied snugly to your feet
Did not carry you away
Quickly enough

--Barry Levine

Her Funeral Rain Tears
----------- ----------
We drove up all in line. Not long after I found out for sure
Big black cars led us That it was she they shot
Through the trees. It began to rain
It was a small clearing A gentle warm rain
These were cameras there and reporters Streaked my cheeks
But I only saw their ghosts That wouldn't be soothed with tears
Like guns and guardsmen. Entirely too soothing a rain
For the violent end that she met
We walked in our arms
Through the crowd. Yet as sweet and gentle
The coffin looked heavy As she was
From the way they held it. I am sure she preferred it that way

With bowed heads and silence --Jeffrey Miller
We gave her back.

The one she loved never looked
So small and thin; he lost weight where
Her arms no longer were.

Then the loose soil slid over her
And it was done.

I left her there and walked away.
What I buried that day
Can never return
It had no name

--Jeffrey Miller*

*While Barry & Allison were friends with Jeffrey Glenn Miller who was also killed, the poet is another Jeffrey Miller, a friend of both Barry and Allison. 
Krause, Allison Beth (I312)
247 Alphonse Gamache
mentioned in the record of Alphonse Gamache and D. Apaline Boulet
Name Alphonse Gamache
Birth Date 1860
Age 23
Spouse's Name D. Apaline Boulet
Spouse's Birth Date 1860
Spouse's Age 23
Event Date 06 Jul 1883
Event Place New Ipswich, Hillsborough, New Hampshire
Father's Name Fabian Gamache
Mother's Name Margarite Morain
Spouse's Father's Name Etiene Boulet
Spouse's Mother's Name Catherine H. Pierce


Indexing Project (Batch) Number I00481-5
System Origin New Hampshire-EASy
GS Film number 2166793
Reference ID Item 2 
Family F41
248 also 23 Aug 1894, Troy, New York Gamache, Edward Dieudonné (I73340283)
249 also may be Dec 1888 Cadwell, Henry (I8324)
250 Also shown as 17 aug 1845 in other genealogies Gamache, Damase Hospice Leonel (I73337854)

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