Anna Vetter 1893 - 1985 - My Paternal Grandmother

Anna as a young woman

Anna was born on September 17^th in 1893 to Katherine and George Vetter. She was the fifth of five daughters. She was born in Chicago, Illinois the same year that the World’s Columbian Exposition took place in Chicago - a formidable time to experience one’s early life. Her family was living at 409 21^st Street in Ward 10 when the 1900 census was taken. Anna was seven years old but for some reason, unknown to me, she was not recorded as being in school as were her older sisters, except Kate who was fifteen and already working.

About 1909 Anna worked at Bullocks Department Store in Los Angeles. She would have been about fifteen or sixteen at that time. Very regrettably I did not record the source for this fact so I have nothing to add.

One of the most interesting aspects of Anna’s life is that she lived in Rhyolite, Nevada – a gold mining town in Death Valley that flourished between 1905-1911. Anna’s mother died when Anna was ten years old so she was raised by her oldest sister Kate. Kate married Ernest W. Cordes in 1909 and they appeared along with Anna on the 1910 census living at 160 Chico Street in Rhyolite. Ernest was identified as a gold miner. Today, Rhyolite is a ghost town with only the remnants of a few buildings remaining.

Anna at about age 17 when she was living
in Rhyolite, Nevada

I inherited eight photographs that were taken during the time Anna was living in Rhyolite. Some of them appear to have been taken over a few days, possibly while family members were visiting. One photo is of a group of people standing in front of a small house. Anna, on the left, is dressed in a dark skirt and a poufy white blouse with a collar and elbow-length sleeves. She is wearing a necklace with a pendant. Her dark hair is parted at the middle and she is wearing a very large, black bow at the back of her head. She has her head tilted down slightly and her expression conveys a mixture of determination and a touch of sadness. She is not smiling. Next to Anna, are two adult men and one cocky-looking young boy, maybe 12 years old, dressed in a double-breasted jacket. He has his arms crossed and a big smile on his face. My guess is that this might be her cousin and two uncles – brothers of Ernest, who is standing next to one of the men with his hand on the man’s shoulder. They might also be family friends. Each of the men is wearing a hat and one has on a bow tie. Earnest is wearing a vest and kerchief – possibly something he wears while mining because of the dust. To Ernest’s right is a woman dressed up and wearing gloves, a poufy blouse, and a black hat. The woman is looking at Anna and has a big smile. My guess is that she is either Earnest’s sister or the wife of one of the other two men. In the background, you can see the landscape of Rhyolite consisting of rocky hills, sparse vegetation – just occasional shrubs but no trees. You can also see three or four small buildings in the background.

This is the photo described above

In another photo Anna’s older sister Kate is standing in front of a very small house. She is wearing a floor length black dress with white buttons on one side of the bodice. Her hair is pulled back away from her face. I estimate the house is eleven feet wide by maybe 20 feet deep with a covered wooden porch that is the width of the house and maybe four feet deep. We see the front door and a window on the front of the house and one more window on the side. There are two vents sticking up from the roof. The exterior is painted shiplap wood with modest trim around the porch, door and windows, that is painted white. The porch roof has some decorative trim that is pretty minimal. In the foreground, we see that their front yard is enclosed by a simple chicken wire and 4x4 post fence. In this photo Anna is dressed in a dark (probably black) floor-length skirt and a dark blouse similar in style as the one in the other photo, i.e. elbow length sleeves and poufy. Anna is hatless and is holding what looks like it might be a rake. An empty rattan rocking chair sits on the left side of the porch and a dark, pressback chair – similar in style to ones I inherited from my other grandmother, is next to Kate on the right. Sitting in the pressback chair is what looks like a Jack Russell dog – no doubt a family pet. Some outbuildings, and other structures, are visible in the background as is a shrub-covered hillside with rock outcrops.

This is the house described here. Anna on the left and her
sister Kate on the right

There are two photographs with Anna dressed in a dark skirt and blouse where she is sitting in a wagon. Two mules are harnessed to the wagon. In both photos Anna is surrounded by her brother-in-law Ernest, the young man from the first photo and one older gentleman who looks like he could be Ernest’s father. This man is wearing a dark suit, dark shirt and a hat. He has a rather distinctive mustache. The young boy is wearing a cap in these photos and the Jack Russell dog appears in both. In one of the two photos we see what is probably the back of their house. Between the wagon and the house there is a fence and it looks like blankets have been draped over the fence to air out. The second of this pair of photos was taken from a different perspective, so we see the town laundry business in the background and more hills. Ernest appears in both photos wearing jeans with rolled up cuffs, a long-sleeve shirt, hat and suspenders. The dog has a clipped tail and is not wearing a collar.

Ernest Cordes, young man, Ann and older gentleman ... and
the Jack Russell dog

There is another photo of Anna standing between the two mules nose-to-nose, ears perked up. One mule is saddled with blankets and gear while the other mule is loaded with wooden boxes likely filled with mining provisions. There is a man in this photo that could be Ernest but I’m certain. He is dressed quite differently from the other photos. In this image the man is wearing knee-high leather spats over his pants, a dark shirt, dark jacket, leather gloves with wide cuffs, and a cap. He is smoking a pipe. The expression on Anna’s face matches the one described above. Every time I look at these photos, I wonder what she was feeling at the time.

The last photo from this collection is funny. It was taken at what is either a construction site or a mine opening. There are sawhorses in the foreground. Two men are standing in the middle of the shot. Each is wearing a suit, tie and hat. I don’t know who either of them is. Anna is between the two men and she is plopped in a wheelbarrow with her skirt draped over the sides. She has on a bonnet and gloves and she wrote the word “Remember?” in red ink on the bottom of the photo.

One of my favorite photos of my grandmother

In December of 1910, Anna and Kate’s father married for a second time. George married Nellie Gregory on December 3, 1910. It was a second marriage for Nellie as well. Anna was living with her father at that time. One evening she went out dancing at the Zenda Club at the Odd Fellows Hall in Los Angeles and that is where she met Lewis Pattillo.

One of the stories I distinctly recall my grandmother telling us is that her father would not permit her to get married until she was eighteen, so on September 18^th, one day after she turned eighteen, she married Lewis Wood Pattillo in Los Angeles. They were married by F.G.H. Stevens, a Methodist minister. George L. Riehl and Anna’s sister Mary were witnesses at the wedding. According to the marriage certificate Anna was living at 321 N. Catalina in Pasadena at the time. Anna’s sisters Emma and Mary were married shortly after Anna – Emma in December of 1911 and Mary in May of 1912.

Lewis and Anna at John Thornally's
home in Brookdale

The following year their father died on February 18^th, 1913 when Anna was only nineteen years old. Sadly, George missed meeting his grandson James Edward “Ed” Pattillo by just three months who was born on May 10, 1913 when Anna was nineteen.

Anna and Lewis were still living in Los Angeles when Dad was born but by 1914, they had moved to Fresno and were living at 1165 Clark Street.  This is where they were living when Bert Lewis Pattillo was born on January 15, 1919 - nearly six years after Dad was born. When the census was taken in 1920, they were living at 3512 Tulare in Fresno. You can view photos of some of these homes on Lewis’ bio that I published on October 1, 2018. I found one more Fresno address for the family on Lewis’ father’s voter registration form in 1927. At that time, they were living at 3512 Iowa Street and obviously, Grandpa’s father, James William Pattillo was living with them.

By 1929, at the start of the great depression they were living in Oakland and Anna started her tenure of working on the election board. Doing so she started a family tradition. She continued to serve on the election board regularly until 1964. Her daughter-in-law Lottie worked for the election board for fifty years, and today her grandson Terry Pattillo carries on the tradition. When the census was taken in 1930 the Pattillo family was living at 1310 49^th Avenue in Oakland. They remained there until 1949 when they bought a home at 5632 Hilton – the home I remember having family dinners at. Between these two dates, Anna’s son Ed married Lottie Thornally on August 19, 1939, and her son Bert married Marjorie Anglemyer on October 12, 1940.

L-R Lewis, Bert, Anna and Ed

Another thing I have distinct memories of are hearing my grandmother brag about how she and Lewis would go to each of the dance halls in downtown Oakland and when they arrived Gramma would exclaim, “that every man in the room wanted to dance with her.” One of the most popular and long-lasting dance halls was Sweets Ballroom. She also went to the Ali Baba Ballroom, the California Room on Franklin, and probably the Rose Room – a taxi dancing hall.

When Anna was 40, she served as chair of arrangements for a card party for the Melrose PTA. The proceeds from the event were used to buy milk and shoes for the students. This event made the society page on April 24, 1934 in the Oakland Tribune newspaper.

Anna went to work again to help the war effort during World War II. She was a bandage folder at the Quarter Master Building in Oakland. I’d like to know more about this but alas, I again failed to record my source, so am unable to expand. After the war she returned to being a homemaker.

In 1953, on the day after Christmas Anna’s oldest siter Kate died from a heart attack at the age of 68 when Anna was 60.

L-R Marge and Bert, Anna and Lewis, Emma and Harold Mohr, Mickey
Mohr, John and Lottie Thornally

September 19, 1961 was a special day when Anna and Lewis celebrated their 50^th wedding anniversary at a big party held at the Mosswood Center in Oakland. It was planned by her two daughters-in-law, catered by Lucca delicatessen and attended by some one hundred guests. Of course, dancing was part of the event.

Ten years later family and friends celebrated Anna and Lewis’ 60^th anniversary at another grand party held at the home of Bert and Marge. But, that’s not all in September of 1976 another big party was held at their retirement home to celebrate their 65^th wedding anniversary!

Anna and Lewis with all their grandchildren at their 50th
wedding anniversary. Kathy, Chris, Terry, Pat and Tom

Anna and Lewis with their two sons and their wives
at their 50th anniversary party

Anna’s sisters Emma and Lizzie died just two months apart in 1965 Emma was 73 and Lizzie was 75. Mary her last sister died in 1970 at the age of 81.

In the mid-70s Anna and Lewis sold their home on Hilton Avenue and moved into a retirement community in Contra Costa County near their son Bert’s home. Lewis died a year and a half after their 65^th anniversary so they were married for over 66 years – a record few can exceed.

Anna lived longer than all of her sisters. She died in Concord at the age of 91 on September 4, 1985. She suffered from rheumatism and some dementia. Anna is buried with Lewis, son Bert and daughter-in-law Marge at Oakmont Memorial Park in Lafayette.

The five Vetter sister - Lizzie, Emma, Mary, Anna and Kate

Anna was only 5’1” tall but she had a giant personality. When I was very young, I had difficulty distinguishing my two grandmothers so I always referred to Anna as Polka-Dot Gramma and my maternal grandmother as Green Gramma. These names were based on dresses they each wore – fortunately my parents knew what I meant. I felt much closer to my maternal grandmother – partly because we saw her much more frequently but also because Anna clearly had preferences and she made no effort to hid that her favorite son was Bert and her favorite grandson was Tom, Bert’s eldest son.

Anna with her two sons, Ed and Bert

I inherited photos that Anna had owned which helped with my family history hobby. I also received her sparsely annotated family bible, a few pieces of furniture, and a large collection of crocheted items that Anna made. One year for Christmas, after Anna had died, I stitched some of her crocheted pieces to fabric and framed them as art. Everyone who I gave them to seemed pleased to have them.

My cousin Laine Lawrence shared these recollections of Anna. “I am unable to think of Uncle Lewis without thinking of Aunt Anna.  I think Aunt Ana and Jo (Laine’s grandmother) were best friends.  They would come visit us in Brentwood or we would go to Oakland or sometimes to Ed and Lottie’s to see them.  When Aunt Anna was in the room, she was the center of everything.  When she was telling a story if Lewis wanted to add something she would say “be quiet Lewie”.  Lewis would just smile.  My mother and Aunt Jeannette loved them both.  People used to write letters then and Aunt Anna was one of the great letter writers of her day.  If Jeannette got a letter from her, she came straight over our house, opened the letter and read it out loud.  The letters were long, written over several days, and as the letter was read my mother and Jeannette would laugh and say, “Anna wrote just like she talked.”  And when my mother got a letter she would go to Jeannette’s and the same thing would happen.  It was so fun listening to them reading those letters.”

Anna about 10 years old with sisters Mary and Emma

Anna on the right and unknown friend

Anna August 25, 1920, age 27

Anna and sister Kate

Unknown man, Anna and two mules

Ernest Cordes, Anna and unknown young boy and older man

Anna and I think her sister Mary

Anna and I think her sister Emma

Cook Bank Building, Rhyolite, 1908

Cook Bank Building from Google Earth

Rhyolite Train Station 

Rhyolite Mercantile

Sweets Ballroom - one of Anna and Lewis's favorite dance halls

Anna, Lewis and me, 1950

Anna and Lewis on the right with I think her sister Emma and
Emma's husband Tony De Marco

Christmas 1954 at Ed and Lottie's home. L-R Lewis, Anna
Kathy, Pat, Chris, Tom, Marge. Emma and John Thorally
behind Marge, Bert, Terry and Ed Pattillo in back

Anna on the left and Jo Pattillo on the right. I don't know the fish.

Anna and her sister Mary

Map of Chicago where the Vetter family lived when the 1900 census was taken

The Bullfrog Miner, Rhyolite, Nevada March 29, 1907

Lewis shortly before he died, Bert Pattillo and Anna age 74, 1977

James Edward "Ed" Pattillo 1913-1990 My Father - Part 1

Ed and Lottie at John and Emma
Thornally's home in Brookdale

This blog post was written by my mother Lottie, Ed’s wife.

Dedicated to the memory of my sweet and loving husband for the 51 happy years we shared from August 19^th, 1939 to September 3, 1990.

I met Ed at a dance at the German House in Oakland in January of 1938. Our first date was on January 30 to the President’s Ball. It was held at the Oakland Auditorium – a special event to raise money for polio victims. It also honored President Franklin Roosevelt who was crippled by the disease. We had a wonderful time and dated regularly from then on.

Ed was anxious to get married – he was 25 but I was only 18, and not ready to settle down and become a housewife. I wanted to enjoy my new independence for a little longer. He wanted us to “break up”, but even though I didn’t want to get married – I didn’t want to lose him. I realized what a good husband, lover, friend and father he would be. So, after lots of discussion we decided to be engaged, but wait a year before getting married.

German House where Mom and Dad met in 1938

Oakland Auditorium where Dad took Mom on their first date

That important day was August 19, 1938. We had a lovely wedding at St. Leanders Church. I planned the details for months, and with Rosemary’s help, I designed and made my wedding gown. We had our reception at Sequoia Country Club, and then left for a one whole month honeymoon – as Ed had been saving up all his time off for this day. He planned it all. Our first night we stayed at Hotel Oakland – our room overlooked Lake Merritt – even though we already had our own apartment on Oakland Avenue. 

St. Leanders Church where Ed and Lottie were married, 1939

Two shots of the interior of the Sequoia Lodge where Ed and
Lottie held their wedding reception

Our next night we stayed in a pretty little cottage in Monterey. We went to a 2^nd hand store and bought a little cast iron fry pan and a couple of pots, and I cooked our first meal. We took a boat out of San Diego to Catalina Island. What a thrill it was to dance in the AvalonBallroom. (It was just as wonderful on our return visit in 1982 – 44 years later.) We skipped Los Angeles (to my disappointment) and drove straight to Yosemite National Park. For a week we hiked the trails – till I had blisters on my toes. And then to complete our honeymoon we spent a week at Brookdale at my Mom and Dad’s summer home. 

Avalon Ballroom on Catalina Island - where Ed took Lottie
for their honeymoon.

The theater on Catalina Island

Our marriage wasn’t one of wild passion, but rather happy contentment with the little things life offered us and the desire to please each other. I knew it would last for a long, long time, and now that its ended, my only regret is that it couldn’t have continued for many more years. 

The first of 51 years, taken in 1940 on their 1st anniversary

In the beginning, Ed had a good job with Signal Oil Company and commuted to San Francisco every day, but six months after we were married, he was fired – for being honest. He reported some crooked deals to the wrong man – not knowing he was also involved in the scheme. So, they got rid of Ed to cover up for themselves. We had some rough years, but we managed, and there was lots of love between us. 

Dad when was working as a truck driver
during the early years of their marriage., 1948

Move to San Leandro and Births of Terry and Kathy

We moved to a duplex on 78^th Avenue. Rent was only $27.50 per month. It was there that we became acquainted with our first “married friends” – Mickey and Harold Mohr. But we got each other in trouble with the landlord and we all got evicted. So, in 1941 we moved to Joaquin Avenue in San Leandro. That’s where we lived when Terry was born March 11, 1942. It was a pleasant and comfortable place, but Ed wanted Terry to grow up in his own home with a big yard and animals. 

When Terry was born Dad was adamant
that they buy their home on Elsie Avenue

So, we went house hunting, and bought our nearly new five room home at 730 Elsie Avenue. My Mom and Dad lived just around the corner at 636 Sybil – they took care of Terry when Ed and I went out partying and I’d push Terry home in his buggy, so as not to wake him up.

Twenty months later Kathy arrived. She was a sweet and good baby and I was delighted to have a little girl to sew dresses and pinafores for. 

Two photos taken at their home on Elsie, 1944

Kathy, Ed and Terry planting seeds, 1945

On December 7, 1942 the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor and our country went to was against them. Our whole country was in a crazy mess. Ed was all set to join the navy and just waiting for a departure date. I even gave him a farewell party. But the real celebration came, when they changed the rules, and Ed was not drafted because of his age (30). Instead Bert, Harold and Cliff were inducted. 

By law, Ed had to get work in a defense plant. So, my Dad got him a job at United Iron Works and wanted him to become a machinist. But Ed disliked that kind of work and was pretty unhappy.

At last the war was over and our friend Walt Gunn offered Ed a job. At first it was just digging ditches, building forms and hauling materials. But Ed worked hard and gradually learned construction and carpenter work and he was much happier. In 1946 he joined the carpenters union #1622. That was a good decision. So, we have always been grateful to Walt. 

Walt and Jean Gunn. Walt gave Dad his first job in
construction and remained close friends for life.

Our life on Elsie Avenue was pretty good. We still didn’t have much money, but we went on picnics with Jess and Cliff and Grace and Ernie, spent holidays with mom and Dad, Ma and Pop, Bert and Marge and the Anglemyers. We got acquainted with our neighbors – Floyd and Clara Van Epps, Ronnie and Freddie Shehab, Bea and Jo Arnold. We all liked to play pinochle and took turns as hosts at each other’s homes. The guys would run across the street and check on the kids now and then (a no-no today). Freddie introduced us to New York pizza – nobody in California had ever heard of it at that time.

I had built up a nice clientele of ladies that I did dressmaking for, and it gave us a few extra dollars for pleasure spending.  

Lottie, Ed, Kathy and Terry at Elsie home
1945

One project Ill never forget! In one three-day weekend – we painted our entire house. Clara and Floyd, their kids and my Dad all pitched in to help Ed and I. Clara did all the cooking and we ate our meals at their house. A few weekends later we reversed the process and painted Clara and Floyds’ house and I did all the cooking for the gang. My Dad cleaned all the paint brushes and cleaned up our mess. Boy were we tired and slap happy when it was done. But darned proud with a wonderful feeling of accomplishment.

Lottie and Ed with Chris

Move to Castro Valley and Birth of Chris

In June of 1948 we bought a lot on Alma Avenue (a half-acre for $10,000) and drew up plans – with Walt’s help – to build our present home. It was a huge undertaking with lots of headaches. But still today it gives us a wonderful feeling of satisfaction. I’d take Terry and Kathy to my Mom and then ride the bus to Castro Valley – get off at Redwood Road and walk up to Alma Avenue – 1 mile. Later my Dad gave me his old 1928 Hupmobile and I learned to drive out here. I’d work on the house, sanding, painting, putting on button board, or those awful furring nails in the stucco. Then as soon as Ed got off work, he’d join me and we’d work till dark. Then back to San Leandro to pick up Terry and Kathy and drop into bed pooped. On weekends, I’d bring out our electric roaster and cook our meals. 

John Thornally, Lottie, Emma and Terry. The Hupmobile in
the driveway of their new Castro Valley home, 1950

Mickey and Harold and Rich Mohr were our contractors but Walt helped us a lot with the plans, materials and subcontractors and Bert helped us with the concrete work and plastering and stucco – along with more friends. And so, in April 1949 we moved to Castro Valley and a new chapter in our life.

It was only three months later that I was pregnant for the third time and Jean said – oh! We forgot to tell you Castro Valley is nick-named Pregnant Valley. But lo and behold on January 24, 1950 Chris became a wonderful addition to our family tree. She was always a happy go lucky little girl. Terry adored her, and so did Kathy – Ed beamed and I was in my glory with two girls.

Those were busy years – school activities, PTA, Brownies, boy scouts – Ed and I took an active part in it all. And for a while Ed was a volunteer fireman. I started working at Daughtreys part-time. Doing the alterations and working in the Children’s Department with Marge Searle.

Dad's photo in the Castro Valley paper when he was part of the volunteer
fire department

 Ed worked hard - sometimes jobs were plentiful – he must have hung a million feet of sheetrock - he took pride in doing a quality job. But other times jobs were scarce, so every morning he went to the union hall and waited for a call - that didn’t come. He’d finally come back home very discouraged. But no matter what happened, he never complained and just kept on doing his very best. And whenever one of our friends needed help, he was always there with a willing hand.

The years flew by. Terry graduated from Castro Valley High in 1960 – then Kathy – and suddenly she met Larry. They were married at Our Lady of Grace Church on February 22, 1964.

Kathy on her wedding day with parents Ed and Lottie

About the same time Chris went bravely thru a traumatic period while she was in the 8^th grade. During a routine physical at Kaiser, her Doctor determined that she had scoliosis – or curvature of the spine. She had a very difficult back surgery – they inserted an 8” steel pin. She was in a full body cast for six months. She sure was a good patient and like her Dad – never complained.

Just six months after Kathy and Larry married, they moved to Alaska. We all missed her so much that in 1965 we bought a camper for $750. That July Ed drove the Alcan Highway to Fairbanks in only seven days. What a great trip that was for six weeks. It was really cozy when Kathy joined us for a week to Mt. McKinley National Park and way down the Kenai Peninsula. Sure hated to say goodbye when we went our separate ways in Anchorage.

The camper we drove to Alaska in to visit with Kathy and
Larry in the 60's

We had a lot of good times in that little camper. Up the beautiful California coast into Oregon, Yosemite, Santa Cruz, Disneyland, on hunting trips with Bert and Marge, Marie and Mike, Johnny and Helen and Jim and Carol and extra special good times with Jean and Walt at Scull Flat Ranch.

Then in May 1971 we bought a new Four-Star Camper and took some great trips to Grand Canyon, Bryce and Zion National Parks, Yellowstone, Canada, Vancouver Island and Olympic National Park. What wonderful times my sweetheart and I had in those years.

Kathy came home for a three month visit in 1967. Shaun was three months old and in 1970 she came when Eric was three months and Shaun three years. After a year stay in England they returned to Australia.

Ed with grandson Shaun, 1970

Ed with his grandson Eric

Terry worked at Caterpillar Tractor Company for ten years and then retired in 1974. He enjoys life – helps others – does volunteer work at church and CCD. He enjoys going to auctions and collecting and recycling aluminum cans.

Chris graduated from the University of California in 1975. With a lot of hard work and determination, she has established a very successful business as a landscape architect. She has an attractive office in Oakland. She and Dianne have a lovely home in the Oakland Hills. In January 1990 they also bought a great little cabin in Point Arena. It’s located on ten pretty acres of Redwood and Pine trees and covered with wildflowers and rhododendrons. What a peaceful spot it is to spend a weekend relaxing.

Ed and Lottie at their Castro Valley home 1956

Ed and Lottie when Dad still had hair

The family in outfits Mom made, 1946

Bert and Marge, Lewis and Anna, Ed and Lottie

Ed and Lottie with his 1936 Chevrolet, 1938

One of many parties on our patio at the Castro Valley home.
L-R Rose and Emma Thornally, Lewis, Terry, Anna, Ed, Bert,
Kathy, Maege, Pat, Christy and Pat - all Pattillos

One of many happy Christmas holidays. Emma, Terry,
Kathy, Lottie, Ed and Chris, 1956