by mangulator on Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:42 pm
I would like to like to say "Hello Eh!" to everyone, my name is Tim.
I could say Im half "Yooper" because my Mother was born in Copper City. But I know Im all "Yooper" at heart.
Both sides of my family are from the "Copper Country" My Fathers, Father (My Grandfather was born in Houghton in 1904. His Father came to this country from Crornwall, England in 1886 with his brother. They came by ship through Ellis Island and went straigt to Houghton. I have their records from Ellis Island. My Great Grandfather was a Mason along with his brother and I have some information of their employment records from C&H. My GGF Stayed in Houghton, while his brother went to live in Canada. The whole family came down to the Detroit area around the time when the Miners started going out on Strike around 1912.
On my Mothers side, My Grandmother was born in Helsinki, Finland and came to America with her Family when she was 2. She was born in 1902. They settled in Mass, MI. My Grandmother spoke both Finn and English very well and worked with her sister, Impi as a cook for a wealthy family in Rockland MI.
My Grandfather (Mother's Side) Was born right in Oseola, MI in 1899. The family had come here in the late 1880's and moved around to various towns to work in the mines and some became farmers. My Grandfathers Family finnally settled mainly in the town of Rockland, MI and my GF worked along side his father and brothers at the Victoria Dam and several Mines. He met and married my Grandmother in Rockland in 1924 but soon moved to Mohawk to work for C&H. They had 5 children. 3 boys 2 Girls, my Mother being the last.' during WWII My Uncles went into the service and when they came home they settled in Detroit. My Grandparents along with my Mother and Aunt came down to Detroit in 1944. They settle in the Northwest Area of Detroit, but most of my Mom's parents side stayed in the Copper County.
Some had Farms and one owned Andy's Cabins in Ontongan.
As a boy and well into my teens we would go visit family for a month up in "God's Country". I have so many great memories of playing at old mine's and on the rock piles and looking for copper and playing with the local boys. I had a Daisy BB Rifle, and we would pretend to go hunting and we would go fishing. I loved when my Grandfather would tell me stories of when he worked in the mines and he would show me all kinds of stuff on how the mines work and what to look for when looking for copper in the poor rock piles or how to find agates on the beach. Most of my Mothers siblings, spouses were born and raised in the copper country also, so we had many family get togethers during our trips. I still cherish theses memories after all theses years.
Im also sadden each time I travel to the Copper Country to places I played at when I was a Boy. It seems every year one or more Rock Pile's are gone or a ghost mine and all its equipment has been wiped clean. Maybe there is some good reasons for changing the area, but I just can not seem to figure out what reason is good enough to erase over 100 years or more of history. I love those rock piles and the Shaft Houses. It gives you something to think about when you see an old mine or ghost town. You can sit an imagine what life was like back then, how there were so few tree's still standing, how Eagle River once had a huge long Dock out into Lake Superior. How each day a bunch of Miners would take the tram from Mohawk to Calumet to go to work or how when I was a boy, stamped into the sidewalks in Calument it would read, "No Spitting on Sidewalk" and how I found this so funny and strange. Although its not all bad, the Calmet Theater has been retored and I can see some renewal on Fith Street. But still, it just is not the same. With all the rail road track gone and the railbeds turned into trails, that may not be so bad, but I liked those old bridges and trams. Mt Bohemia, now that was a shock. I remeber climbing the steep face and climbing up as high as I could on the fire tower on top. Now a Ski Slope? In my opinion, it ruined the mountain. My favorite place was the rock outcrop about 3/4 of the way up facing east. I would sit there and enjoy the view.
I guess we cant stop time, but maybe while we have the chance, like many of the great folks I have read about here, we can use this forum as a way to preserve what will soon all be a memory, by posting our stories and photo's.
I want thank each and everyone here who has shared a little piece of their story, I have found all I have read great and enjoyable. Im trying to plan a July-August trip up there, but my health is not all that well and Im currently taking care of my Mother, but even if I do not make it this summer or this year, I can still come here and read each post and live through all of you.
Thank You.