TWELFTH GENERATION

16850. Joseph Raymond TRIPP was born on 6 Jul 1895 in Mitchellville, Polk County, Iowa. He died on 3 Jul 1981 in Gowrie, Webster County, Iowa. He was buried on 6 Jul 1981 in Paton Cemetery, Greene County, Iowa. He was christened. 0 Joseph Raymond Tripp is my Father Joseph " MY DAD " Raymond Tripp My Dad always loved the hills, back hollers, and other out of the way places. I never could understand why, until Mrs. Leroy Warren who is 100 years old directed me to the old farm, where Dad spent a lot of his time in his younger days. Now those are hills that are hills! It looked to me that only horses could be used to farm the land. There are plenty of trees, creeks and gullies to make anyone with that calling happy.Clara and I have visited several

old Tripp stomping grounds, and it seems to us that hills and hollers had a particular calling for Tripps. Davies County Indiana was such a place. Most of the land is farmed now, but there are plenty of trees, hills and hollers to call the Tripps home. That is where they are buried; on the hills amongst the trees! That's another story. When I was a little boy I went everywhere with my Dad. As I have said before, he fastened a seat on the horse drawn single row cultivator especially for me, and I used it! We talked a lot. I can still hear the cultivator shovels cutting through the soil. I can smell the fresh dirt as it was turned up black, fresh and moist. I can hear the birds whoshing in to catch the earthworms before they could "dig in". I can still hear the harnesses squeaking as Joe and Bell or Florie and Bill bulled into it to pull us along. I can smell the sweat on a hot day as they seemed to enjoy doing their job. The growing corn was beautiful. We cultivated together, we harnessed and unharnessed the horses, we milked the cows, fed the pigs, fed the calves and we sawed wood. My fondest memories are the chilly days we would cut down a tree, trim the branches and saw the trunk into 18 inch long chunks. Dad always said that his Dad, could beat anybody trimming the branches from the tree trunk with his axe, and do it before the dust settled around a newly fallen tree. I thought my Dad did pretty good himself! He was't much for bragging though. I marveled at the way he could cut through the thick branches with chips flying in every direction with every swing of his axe. At eight or nine years of age I could not do so well, but he would say "When you have chopped up as many trees as I have, and are as old as I am, you will be able to do even better than I, maybe as good as your Grandpa!" I did improve with age, I think. Time passed as it always does, we moved, we farmed, and eventually we graduated to tractor farming. We farmed 240 acres together and one day I had an oppotunity to rent 160 acres of land 11 miles away near Spring Lake. I talked to my brother-in-law-Dick Miller about going with me 50-50 and farming it together. He was interested, but his landlady would not let him, so I intended to let the opportunity go. Dad was not getting any younger, in fact he was old, I thought then. He said "Go ahead son, take the place, I will help you!" That was one of greatest things that ever happened to me and my Dad. We had the equipment, we had the time, and we worked together farming that place. One day when we were finishing up combining oats at the Spring Lake place, the main chain flopped around and broke into a thousand pieces. It was 6 o'clock Saturday night. I had two rounds to go to finish this field. It was going to rain. I was fit to be tied, because I always want to finish up Saturday night. There was a big rock there at the corner of the field and my Dad sat down on it, surveyed the situation, surveyed the countryside and said "Well, quite an experience!!" That was my Dad.---- Herman William Tripp--Remembering----

Joseph Raymond Tripp was the eldest son of John William Tripp, son of David Tripp, son of David Ralph Tripp, son of John Tripp, son of Job Tripp, son of Isaac Tripp, son of Job Tripp, son of Peleg Tripp, son of John Tripp the Founder. Herman William Tripp--Remembering----

May 30, 1993 It is 8 PM, and I Remember......My Dad and the flag covering his casket. He would have been so proud... Tomorrow, Memorial Day his flag will wave with others who fought in wars for our country. So many things, I do not know. He did not seem to want to talk about it....... I wish I knew!! I know that he sailed to France arriving in Brest, with his outfit. He told me that many died with the flu on the way over and that the average life span at the front lines for machine gun companies, was 32 seconds. Imagine the fear and concern that he and his buddies had on arrival in that wartorn country. Luckily the war ended with an Armistice on November 11, 1918, shortly before he arrived at the front. On his return to the United States though, he saw his buddy die of the flu shipboard. He and his buddy with numerous others, trying so hard to return home alive! We never tired of looking at and thinking about the history of his canteen, his cup and utensils; the french coins that he passed on to us. Dad is gone now...and I wish I knew more......Herman William Tripp--Remembering......

He was married to Florence Marjorie SHEDD (daughter of Herman Graves SHEDD and Kate) on 23 Feb 1922. Florence Marjorie SHEDD was born on 26 Sep 1898 in Weston, Mclean County, Illinois. She died on 8 Jun 1958 in Paton, Greene County, Iowa. She was christened. She was buried in Paton Cemetery, Paton, Greene County, Iowa. Florence Marjorie Shedd July 28, 1991 My Mother

July, 28, 1923. Today I was born! What an exciting life you brought me into! You never did tell me that I was born on your mother's birthday. I did not learn about that fact, until I began doing ancestorial search. I assume, that you wanted me to accept Grandpa Shedd's new wife, Anna Pratt Shedd, as my grandmother. I did, thanks to your acceptance of her, and the fact that you always referred to her as Grandma Shedd, to us kids. I appreciate that fact. I wish, however, that I had known, that I was born on my original Grandma Shedd's birthday, so that I could have rememebered her, as I do today! Herman William Tripp--Remembering----

To my Mother, I remember back when I was 3 years old. The first birthday I remember clearly though, was my 5th birthday, and my 5th birthday cake! You remembered to make me a birthday cake, every single year, as long as you lived! Every one of those cakes in my memory, was an angel food cake, made for me with the proper number of candles on it. What a treat to look forward to each year, not for the cake especially, but for the remembering of my birth date. I remember, my 10th birthday, like it was yesterday. It was special. I wanted to go over to Lynn's place to play and you would not let me. I did not like that and I said, "Its my birthday and you should let me do whatever I want to do.." Pretty soon Lynn came over to my place, then all the Hansen girls ( Marie, Marjorie, Mable, Ruby, and Luella) came, bringing pigeons for presents. About this time I was beginning to feel sheepish. You had secretly planned this party for me and I did not know anything about it! It was my very first surprise party and was I ever surprised! Before the day was over, more than a dozen friends and relatives had come over and did we have fun! After the party I had enough baseballs and other gifts to last a long-long time! I remember numerous other birthdays, when, that ever present birthday cake was there for me, and the every year birthday dinner, with all our family present. Those were the days to remember!! Herman William Tripp--Remembering----

July 15, 1993 On July 28, 1993, I will be seventy years old. The time has gone so fast!! Life has been fun, and exciting. I feel so privileged to have lived at the right place and the right time. I have tried real hard to pay attention to each happenstance, to hang on to it, it only happens once. I have succeeded faily well in most instances, but still......quite a few things I would like to bring back. Its hard to get old and let go............

October 24, 1993 I started my autobiography today under a new sub-directory called Herman's Autobiography. It is called up by typing Autobio at the C prompt. I can't help but remember how we children always relied on our mother to remember dates or whenever what happened!! She always compared what happened or when it happened to something else relating to what was easily remembered, at least for her. She could figure out anything we wanted to know. I wish she was here now to help me remember all these things I want to remember while I write my autobiography. I'll bet she even knew that I was one year three months and seventeen days old when Alice was born. That means that Alice is 475 days younger than I. Norma was born when Alice was four years, one month, and twenty seven days old. Therefore Alice was 1,488 days old, and I was 1,963 days old when Norma was born. I was five years, five months, thirteen days older than Norma. Elizabeth Ann came along eight years, nine months, and twenty five days after Norma. I was thirteen years, three months, eight days of age, and Alice was twelve years, nine months, and twenty one days of age when Elizabeth Ann Tripp was born. She became our "little sister" our "pride and joy," forever. Herman William Tripp--Remembering......

AUGUST 4, 1908

At 5.00 p.m. Florence Shedd, aged 9 years, 10 months and 13 days mailed a post card from Boone, Iowa to her Aunt Do, (Mrs G W Bennett, Fairbury, Ill Box 714. The card said, "I will snd you a card it is early for your birthday but I was afraid I would forget it We are all well we are done thrashing" Florence Shedd

FEBRUARY 11, 1909

At 7 P.M. Florence Shedd, aged 10 years, 4 months and 17 days mailed a post card from Boone, Iowa to her Aunt Do, (Mrs G W Bennett), Fairbury, Ill Box 714. The card said, " Dear Aunt I will send you a valentine frome your niece " Florence Shedd P.S. It was a nice Valentine card with two hearts, one with a boys picture in it and one with a girls picture in it. The caption said LOVE LAUGHS AT LOCKSMITHS

APRIL 7, 1909

At 5:30 p.m. from Boone, Iowa Florence Shedd, aged 10 years, 6 months and 13 days, mailed a post card from Boone, Iowa to her Aunt Do ( Mrs. G.W. Bennett), Fairbury Ill. Box 714 It was a nice Easter card with a fancy looking chicken just out of an egg. The caption said EASTER GREETINGS. The card said, "From Florence M. Shedd

PROBABLY FEBRUARY 1910

Sometime close to Valentines day, Florence Shedd, aged 11 years plus, mailed a card to her Aunt Do ( Mrs G. W. Bennett), Fairbury, Ill It was a nice colorful card that said VALENTINE GREETINGS. The card said, "Dear Aunt I will write you a postal valentine It snowed a little last night Frome Florence Shedd PROBABLY 1910 OR 1911

Florence Shedd sent a post card to her Grandpa William Willard Shedd. The card was a Picture of CITY PARK, AMES, IOWA LOOKING EAST. A caption said C. & W PARK, AMES IOWA. The card said, " from Florence Shedd to Grandpa Her Grandpa died January 30, 1911. Little did she know that her first grandchild (Clifford Allen Tripp) would be born on that very day, 37 years later. Joseph Raymond TRIPP and Florence Marjorie SHEDD had the following children:

+20043 i. Herman William TRIPP.
+20044 ii. Alice Kathryn TRIPP.
+20045 iii. Norma Joy TRIPP.
+20046 iv. Elizabeth Ann TRIPP.