Older names for diseases listed in obits

   Years ago common ailments and diseases had different names which often are listed on death certificates or in newspaper articles. Here is a listing of the old name and the current one. I found this in an old article (undated) that I had clipped from the local paper. Since I am not a medical person I am not vouching  for how accurate it is. The list ended with "g" and I had no follow-up article. But I thought it might help you in research.

Ablepsy / blindness

Ague/ malarial fever

American plague/ yellow fever

Aphonia/ laryngitis

Aphtha/ the infant disease “Thrush”

Bilious fever/ typhoid or malaria, elevated temperature

Biliousness/ jaundice associated w/ liver disease

Black plague or black death/ bubonic plague

Bacterial infection/ septicemia

Bloody flux/ bloody stools

Brain fever/ meningitis

Cachexy/malnutrition

Cacogastric/ upset stomach

Camp fever/ typhus aka camp diarrhea

Cerebritis/ inflammation of cerebrum or lead poisoning

Childbed fever/ infection following birth of child

Cramp colic/ appendicitis

Croup/ laryngitis, diphtheria or strep throat

Debility/ lack of movement or staying in bed

Decrepitude/ feebleness due to old age

Dropsy/ edema (swelling) often caused by kidney or heart disease

Dropsy of the brain/ encephalitis

Dysentery/ inflammation of colon w/ passage of mucous & blood

Edema/ nephrosis, swelling of tissues

Edema of lungs/congestive heart failure

Encephalitis/ swelling of the brain aka sleeping sickness

Enteric fever/ typhoid fever

Epitaxis/ nose bleed

Falling sickness/ epilepsy

French pox/ syphilis

Glandular fever/ mononucleosis

Grippe or grip/ influenza-like symptoms

1882 & 1942 Mystery Waves Hit Lake Erie Shores

1882 Lake Erie Mystery Wave

Large waves arriving from a calm Lake Erie have hit the north coast of Ohio at least twice, in 1882 and 1942. Seven people were drowned in the 1942 wave, reported to be up to 15 feet high from Bay Village to Geneva. The 1882 wave was more than 8 feet high. It came ashore at 6:20 A.M. �carrying before it everything movable and some things supposed immovable.� Huge logs were carried hundreds of feet inland, fires were extinguished at the Lake Erie rolling mill, barges tossed onto dry ground, and the mooring lines snapped on ships. Distant thunder was heard offshore ten minutes before the wave hit and a heavy cloud was observed over the lake. The lake was calm and the approaching wave swept along silently until it reached shallow water, where it made a loud �swishing noise and broke on the shore with a great roar.� No strong wind was reported that morning from shore. There was no report of a large wave elsewhere on Lake Erie and no reports of an earthquake. It seems likely that violent thunderstorm winds several miles offshore from Cleveland created a large wave that moved toward the shore. A similar explanation may apply to the 1942 North Coast wave, as lightning was observed offshore.

From the Cleveland Plain Dealer, Friday Evening, June 23, 1882: A Tidal Wave Sweeps the Lake Front, Doing Considerable Damage--Docks Four Feet Under Water--Hundreds of Fish Washed Ashore.

 

 

My first car.... a more current "history"

My first car

        In 1968 I was working at the Cleveland Plain Dealer as an intern in the commercial art department and wanted to buy a car. My Dad was willing to co-sign with me for the loan from the paper’s credit union since I hadn’t worked there very long.

       After some searching I settled on a blue four door 1965 “businessman’s special” Dodge Dart, three speed on the column, no radio, and plastic upholstery… granted, I had no idea how to drive stick but Dave was sure he could teach me to drive…even though my father had tried with little success.

      But before I could take the car to Cleveland, my parents made me drive it around Ashtabula as much as possible. One night I had my mother and my aunt Jean with me on our way to pick up Maryalice (Dave's Mom) at their home on South Ridge Road. The shortest route was West Ave to Bunker Hill Road and then out on the South Ridge… however, West Ave dead-ended at Bunker Hill Rd. And at that point West Ave is fairly steep, a hill that was used each summer for the Soap Box Derby!

     Well, wouldn’t you know it the traffic on Bunker Hill was pretty busy as I approached the top and I had to stop. I panicked and coasted back down the hill and tried it again, once again I panicked and coasted down and tried a third time, and yet again I coasted back down.

     Suddenly, from the back seat my aunt said very firmly…"JEAN ELIZABETH! Don't you know how to drive this car?"

     Well, that un-nerved me completely so I turned the car around and took W. 58^th street over to Main Street and up Bunker Hill Road with a much gentler slop to the Fuller’s house.

    Eventually I mastered it so I could drive from my apartment in Warrensville Heights downtown to the Plain Dealer building on 18^th and Superior… however, I had one major problem, while the fastest route was relatively level, most places I wanted to go after work were in the Eastern suburbs …all of them with the word “Heights” in their names (Cleveland Hts, Maple Hts, Mayfield Hts, Shaker Hts and the hard one, Seven Hills!) Seemed as if every major road had a traffic light on top of every hill and it took me ages to over-come the fear of stalling out in the middle of the intersections!

      

Ancestral & Current Family Biographical listings

Please note: Incomplete, I plan to add information as I get it. 

Surnames included: Brash, Eddy, Fast, Fuller, Hall, Klockow, Mushrush, Sillers, Thayer, Weir, Whitehead   

Brash, Beryl Marion (Eddy)

(Mother of Liz Fuller)

High school English & Latin teacher

Education: Flora Stone Mather College

Hobbies: Sewing, church & civic volunteer

DOB 12-27-1901 Ashtabula, OH

DOM 6-23-1940 Ashtabula, OH

DOD 5-2-1990 South Bend, IN

Brash, David (wife Elizabeth)

President of John Brash Co., Ashtabula, OH

DOB 1867 Canada

DOD 1933 Ashtabula, OH

Whitehead, Elizabeth (Brash)

DOB 1867 Canada

DOD 1934 Ashtabula, OH

Brash, David (wife Marion Sillers)

DOB 1833

DOD 1870 Canada

Sillers, Marion

DOB 1837

DOD 1902 (Canada)

Brash, David (wife Jessie Weir)

DOB 1800

DOD 1880

Weir, Jessie

DOB 1804

DOD

Brash, William (wife Elizabeth Morton)

DOB  1780

DOD  1860

Morton, Elizabeth

DOB 1791    DOD 1865

Eddy, Merle John

(Father of Liz Fuller)

Architect

Education: Univ. of Michigan

Hobbies: woodworking, sailing, reading

DOB 8-5-1901 Ashtabula, OH

DOM 6-23-1940 Ashtabula, OH (Beryl Brash)

DOD 6-13-1973 Ashtabula, OH

Eddy, Jean Elizabeth (me!)

Daughter of Merle & Beryl Eddy

Retired co-owner of UniTrans Logistics

Education: Kent State Univ.

Hobbies: genealogy, quilting, gardening and ghost hunting

DOB 28 July 1944

DOM 20 Jun 1970 (to David Fuller)

Fuller, Catherine Elizabeth (my daughter)

Urban legends and paranormal investigator

Education: Japanese language & culture IU & Nanzan Univ., Nagoya, Japan

Cultural Anthropology, Indiana University.

DOB 22 Mar 1983

DOM 7 Jul 2007 to Mike Klockow

Eddy, John Frank

(father of John J. Eddy)

DOB 1850

DOD  1903

Eddy, John Joseph

(father of Merle John Eddy)

DOB  8 Aug 1876

DOM  20 Aug 1871 (Nora Mushrush)  Thayer)

DOD     June 1944

Eddy, Frank

DOB 7 Aug 1893 Ashtabula

DOM  (to Mabel Lillie)

DOD

Thayer, Gersham Anson (Capt.)

Ship builder

DOB 1810 Ashtabula, OH

Bugbee, Hannah H.

(wife of Gersham Thayer)

DOB

DOM   8 Dec 1939

DOD

DOD 6 Aug 1886 Ashtabula, OH

My husband’s family

Fuller, Bennett David

(Grandfather of Dave, Chuck, Bill, Jim)

Retired from Firestone Tire

Hobbies- fishing, stamp & coin collecting, gardening

DOB  1-9-1896

DOM 5-19-1919

DOD  1984

Fuller, David Andrew

(husband of Liz Fuller)

President of UniTrans Logistics, Inc.

Hobbies fishing, Blue Lodge, Scottish Rite,

DOB 11-14-1944

DOM 6-20-1970

DOD  4-25-2010

Fast, Ethna (Fuller)

(Grandmother of Dave, Chuck, Bill, Jim)

Homemaker

Sewing, music, gardening

DOB 10-9-1896

DOM 5-19-1919

DOD11-21-1997

Fuller, Merle Lewis

(Father of Dave, Chuck, Bill, Jim)

Occupation-Prudential Insurance agent-CLU

US Navel Reserve, Lt. Col.

Education: Baldwin Wallace College

Hobbies-golf, hunting, sailing, scouting

DOB 2-9-1922

DOM 7-15-1943

DOD 9-15-1968

Hall, Cora Mae (Paine)

Linotype setter, art major 

Hobbies-sewing, watercolor artist, music 

DOB 1-27-1889

DOM 12-19-1909

DOD  2-2-1952

Hall, Charles Lester

Inspector, Nickel Plate RR

Hobbies: Baseball, volunteer fireman, cyclist, photography

DOB 8-30-1885

DOM 12-19-1909

DOD 3-13-1971

Hall, James Edgar

(Brother of Maryalice, Grace, Flora)

DOB 3-2-11

DOM 9-8-34 to Marian M. Cook

DOD  12-22-1970

The Missing Pie Mystery, an Eddy Family legend

This story is from my father’s childhood. My Dad was Merle J. Eddy, born Sept 4, 1901.         

         When he was a boy the family lived on Fisk Street in Ashtabula which is in the West End, south of Prospect Rd (Rt 20) and a couple of blocks west of where Center Street ended into Prospect at Flatiron Park. Surprisely enough, Fisk Street was very close to where the Fuller family lived when I started dating Dave.

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        My grandmother Nora Eddy was known as a fantastic pie baker. In the summer she would bake pies and then put them on their back porch to cool.  Many times the pie would disappear and she couldn’t figure out who was taking her pies.

       My grandfather John (Jack) Eddy was a conductor on the New York Central RR… and the railroad tracks were not far from Fisk Street. That part of the rail line was a fairly steep grade for the trains so the locomotives would be pulling the cars very slowly up the incline.

       On the days my grandfather knew his wife would be baking a pie, he would drop off the train at the engine, run cross lots to his home, steal the cooling pie, and run back with it in time to jump back on the caboose!   

      I am sure he got away with that only once or twice before she kept her pies in the house to cool but it made for a funny story that my Dad loved to tell.

Harbor area known as Manchester

The Harbor Was Known As Manchester Then

        In that period (early 1800’s) the Harbor was called “Manchester”. It was a large, important place, in fact more so than the uptown section, because of the fact that nearly all the travel between Cleveland and Buffalo was by water.

       The first bridge over the river was called a float bridge, built of logs. Capt.  G. A. Thayer built the two following bridges over the river; these were known as bridges.  The forth bridge was the first one erected with permanent abutments. They were located at the site of the present swing bridge.

      The building which a 100 years ago was used as a tavern, still standing at the end of Walnut street, on the hill, next to the Dalton property. The tavern was kept by a man named Joel Thomas. Later this man operated a grocery store near the corner of Lake and Prospect  streets.

Note: this is the last article I have from the 1919 Star Beacon. It was compiled by Glenn H. Leggett and his column was called “Little Stories

The Harbor Was Known As Manchester Then

        In that period (early 1800’s) the Harbor was called “Manchester”. It was a large, important place, in fact more so than the uptown section, because of the fact that nearly all the travel between Cleveland and Buffalo was by water.

       The first bridge over the river was called a float bridge, built of logs. Capt.  G. A. Thayer built the two following bridges over the river; these were known as bridges.  The forth bridge was the first one erected with permanent abutments. They were located at the site of the present swing bridge.

      The building which a 100 years ago was used as a tavern, still standing at the end of Walnut street, on the hill, next to the Dalton property. The tavern was kept by a man named Joel Thomas. Later this man operated a grocery store near the corner of Lake and Prospect  streets.

Note: this is the last article I have from the 1919 Star Beacon. It was compiled by Glenn H. Leggett and his column was called “Little Stories of Ashtabula”

There is also an ad at the bottom in a separate box that reads:

Announcement Extraordinary

New York Philharmonic Orchestra

(90 men)

Saturday Evening, March 20

High School Auditorium, 8:30 0’clock

Seats $1.00, $1.50 and $2.00

Box office open Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday from 3-5 p.m. Open Friday and Saturday all day.

Note: I assume they mean Ashtabula High School

of Ashtabula”

There is also an ad at the bottom in a separate box that reads:

Announcement Extraordinary

New York Philharmonic Orchestra

(90 men)

Saturday Evening, March 20

High School Auditorium, 8:30 0’clock

Seats $1.00, $1.50 and $2.00

Box office open Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday from 3-5 p.m. Open Friday and Saturday all day.

Note: I assume they mean Ashtabula High School

Nathan Bugbee

Built Raft of Logs to Get Children Home

      It was in the year 1825 that Nathan Bugbee came to Ashtabula harbor from the state of New York. He traveled through the unbroken wilderness and reached Ashtabula in good spirits, determined to make the most of his new home in what was then considered the “far, wild west”.

      He built his cabin on the beach just west of the present river channel The river at that time, however, was not  a river; it was a little ditch, which Bugbee kept clean with his hoe. The little stream flowed to the lake between old Fort Hill on the west and Woodland park hill on the east.

     One day, after the children had crossed the brook to the east bank on their way to school, a heavy rain set in, a flood developed and the little stream overflowed its banks. Mr. Bugbee was clearing a piece of land in the vicinity of Walnut and Lake street during the day, and he reached home late in the afternoon to discover that the stream had overflowed and his children were prevented from reaching home. The resourcefulness of the Ashtabula pioneers, so often called into use, was displayed by the father on this occasion, for he lost no time in building a raft of logs, on which he ferried his children to the west bank of the stream in safety. That self-same flood, it is said was the beginning of the enlargement of the stream.

      Mr. Bugbee soon after moved his cabin to a location on what is now Walnut street.

Note:  This article was printed in the Ashtabula Star Beacon in 1919 under Little Stories of Ashtabula by Glenn H. Leggett