Parents:
Johann W. "John" Fromang
Sarah Elizabeth "Lizzie" Peffer
Siblings:
John William Fromang, 10/2/1887 – 10/16/1907, died after being struck by a train soon after his engagement to Carolyn M. "Carrie" Schenk
Antonia Fromang, 1889 – 1/16/1889
Raymond Aloysius Fromang, abt. 11/13/1890 - 2/16/1891
Virginia Catherine Fromang Knop (Otto), 12/30/1892 – 2/23/1961
Spouse:
Ella Duvall Fromang Williams (1886-1981)
Children:
Elinor Elizabeth Fromang Maloney, 6/11/1913 - 2/26/2002
Mary Virginia "Ginnie" Fromang Smith, 1/17/1916 – 6/7/1993
FRF was an early, active labor organizer, and a business agent for the Louisville local of the Amalgamated Meat Cutters and Butcher Workmen of North America. His friend and co-worker, Pat Gorman, was national president and mentions Fromang in his 1960 book, "The Pat Gorman Story, Picket and the Pen." He died of tuberculosis.
Frank and Ella (written by Elinor Maloney)
When Ella Duvall married Frank Fromang, both 26, one day in September 1912 at the Church of the Good Shepherd in Frankfort, everything seemed rosey.
My mother's family lived on Lee's Ferry Road, on a farm they all called the "old Caplinger Place," although the Duvall's no doubt owned the spread much longer than the previous occupants. My father's cousins, the Peffers, lived on an adjoining farm and there were lots of summer gatherings involving neighborhood young people and it was at one of these gatherings that Frank was introduced to Ella. He had been a wonderful suitor coming up to Frankfort many times on the train and walking out to her father's farm. The whole Duvall clan was happy to see him. He always brought candy for the children, the funny papers and a present for Ella – once a photo album that stood in a rack, with a drawer for the stamp pictures so popular at the time. Frank's Mellwood Avenue neighborhood had few eligible bachelors and an unfair quota of nice young ladies headed for spinsterhood entertained hopes.
Ella was popular with the rival swains, who lost out to the attentions of the city boy Frank. One June day, my father stopped at Selbert's in Frankfort and got my mother a little gold engagement ring with the initial "E" on the front and inside "FF+ED." I wore it all the years since my mother died in 1981. Frank had died in 1918 of tuberculosis contracted while working at the Butchertown meat packing houses.
Ella's wedding dress was white eyelet embroidery, later made into dress worn by me and then my sister in our year old picture. After the reception, Frank and Ella accompanied by a crowd of friends and family went to the train station. Ella wore a tan silk suit and a wide brimmed hat. As they entered the train the rice was falling from her hat and the passengers were laughing and calling congratulations. The country bride was embarrassed at being in the limelight.
They went to housekeeping in a cottage next door to his mother and younger sister Virginia, my darling Aunty. My mother became pregnant almost at once, and I arrived nine months and eleven days later, where I was carried to St. Joseph Church in Butchertown on Washington Street for christening and naming. My father wanted to call me Ella, but the priest said Elinor was more correct, so with the addition of the required saints name (also shared by my dad's mother), I became Elinor Elizabeth Fromang for the next 20 years. My sponsors were my fathers friend, Patrick Gorman and my young aunt Virginia Fromang (Knop). I had for years kept a little gift cross and chain with a card saying, "From Patrick Gorman to his fat little god child."
Frank was at the time president of Local 221 Amalgamated Butcher's and Meat Cutter's Union of America. I had some nice pictures of the lodge meetings with him sitting in the president's big chair and the members around the walls on a lower level. I also had some fancy union badges and souvenirs from the annual Labor Day picnic held at Phoenix Hill Park on Baxter Avenue. My father loved these gatherings with the speeches, the wheels and the bratwurst. My mother and father walked from their home on Mellwood Avenue across the Morning Star bridge to Baxter Avenue. They carried me and showed me off to the lodge folks. I can barely remember this as a blur of music people and food.
Johann W. "John" Fromang
Sarah Elizabeth "Lizzie" Peffer
Siblings:
John William Fromang, 10/2/1887 – 10/16/1907, died after being struck by a train soon after his engagement to Carolyn M. "Carrie" Schenk
Antonia Fromang, 1889 – 1/16/1889
Raymond Aloysius Fromang, abt. 11/13/1890 - 2/16/1891
Virginia Catherine Fromang Knop (Otto), 12/30/1892 – 2/23/1961
Spouse:
Ella Duvall Fromang Williams (1886-1981)
Children:
Elinor Elizabeth Fromang Maloney, 6/11/1913 - 2/26/2002
Mary Virginia "Ginnie" Fromang Smith, 1/17/1916 – 6/7/1993
FRF was an early, active labor organizer, and a business agent for the Louisville local of the Amalgamated Meat Cutters and Butcher Workmen of North America. His friend and co-worker, Pat Gorman, was national president and mentions Fromang in his 1960 book, "The Pat Gorman Story, Picket and the Pen." He died of tuberculosis.
Frank and Ella (written by Elinor Maloney)
When Ella Duvall married Frank Fromang, both 26, one day in September 1912 at the Church of the Good Shepherd in Frankfort, everything seemed rosey.
My mother's family lived on Lee's Ferry Road, on a farm they all called the "old Caplinger Place," although the Duvall's no doubt owned the spread much longer than the previous occupants. My father's cousins, the Peffers, lived on an adjoining farm and there were lots of summer gatherings involving neighborhood young people and it was at one of these gatherings that Frank was introduced to Ella. He had been a wonderful suitor coming up to Frankfort many times on the train and walking out to her father's farm. The whole Duvall clan was happy to see him. He always brought candy for the children, the funny papers and a present for Ella – once a photo album that stood in a rack, with a drawer for the stamp pictures so popular at the time. Frank's Mellwood Avenue neighborhood had few eligible bachelors and an unfair quota of nice young ladies headed for spinsterhood entertained hopes.
Ella was popular with the rival swains, who lost out to the attentions of the city boy Frank. One June day, my father stopped at Selbert's in Frankfort and got my mother a little gold engagement ring with the initial "E" on the front and inside "FF+ED." I wore it all the years since my mother died in 1981. Frank had died in 1918 of tuberculosis contracted while working at the Butchertown meat packing houses.
Ella's wedding dress was white eyelet embroidery, later made into dress worn by me and then my sister in our year old picture. After the reception, Frank and Ella accompanied by a crowd of friends and family went to the train station. Ella wore a tan silk suit and a wide brimmed hat. As they entered the train the rice was falling from her hat and the passengers were laughing and calling congratulations. The country bride was embarrassed at being in the limelight.
They went to housekeeping in a cottage next door to his mother and younger sister Virginia, my darling Aunty. My mother became pregnant almost at once, and I arrived nine months and eleven days later, where I was carried to St. Joseph Church in Butchertown on Washington Street for christening and naming. My father wanted to call me Ella, but the priest said Elinor was more correct, so with the addition of the required saints name (also shared by my dad's mother), I became Elinor Elizabeth Fromang for the next 20 years. My sponsors were my fathers friend, Patrick Gorman and my young aunt Virginia Fromang (Knop). I had for years kept a little gift cross and chain with a card saying, "From Patrick Gorman to his fat little god child."
Frank was at the time president of Local 221 Amalgamated Butcher's and Meat Cutter's Union of America. I had some nice pictures of the lodge meetings with him sitting in the president's big chair and the members around the walls on a lower level. I also had some fancy union badges and souvenirs from the annual Labor Day picnic held at Phoenix Hill Park on Baxter Avenue. My father loved these gatherings with the speeches, the wheels and the bratwurst. My mother and father walked from their home on Mellwood Avenue across the Morning Star bridge to Baxter Avenue. They carried me and showed me off to the lodge folks. I can barely remember this as a blur of music people and food.
Parents:
Johann W. "John" Fromang
Sarah Elizabeth "Lizzie" Peffer
Siblings:
John William Fromang, 10/2/1887 – 10/16/1907, died after being struck by a train soon after his engagement to Carolyn M. "Carrie" Schenk
Antonia Fromang, 1889 – 1/16/1889
Raymond Aloysius Fromang, abt. 11/13/1890 - 2/16/1891
Virginia Catherine Fromang Knop (Otto), 12/30/1892 – 2/23/1961
Spouse:
Ella Duvall Fromang Williams (1886-1981)
Children:
Elinor Elizabeth Fromang Maloney, 6/11/1913 - 2/26/2002
Mary Virginia "Ginnie" Fromang Smith, 1/17/1916 – 6/7/1993
FRF was an early, active labor organizer, and a business agent for the Louisville local of the Amalgamated Meat Cutters and Butcher Workmen of North America. His friend and co-worker, Pat Gorman, was national president and mentions Fromang in his 1960 book, "The Pat Gorman Story, Picket and the Pen." He died of tuberculosis.
Frank and Ella (written by Elinor Maloney)
When Ella Duvall married Frank Fromang, both 26, one day in September 1912 at the Church of the Good Shepherd in Frankfort, everything seemed rosey.
My mother's family lived on Lee's Ferry Road, on a farm they all called the "old Caplinger Place," although the Duvall's no doubt owned the spread much longer than the previous occupants. My father's cousins, the Peffers, lived on an adjoining farm and there were lots of summer gatherings involving neighborhood young people and it was at one of these gatherings that Frank was introduced to Ella. He had been a wonderful suitor coming up to Frankfort many times on the train and walking out to her father's farm. The whole Duvall clan was happy to see him. He always brought candy for the children, the funny papers and a present for Ella – once a photo album that stood in a rack, with a drawer for the stamp pictures so popular at the time. Frank's Mellwood Avenue neighborhood had few eligible bachelors and an unfair quota of nice young ladies headed for spinsterhood entertained hopes.
Ella was popular with the rival swains, who lost out to the attentions of the city boy Frank. One June day, my father stopped at Selbert's in Frankfort and got my mother a little gold engagement ring with the initial "E" on the front and inside "FF+ED." I wore it all the years since my mother died in 1981. Frank had died in 1918 of tuberculosis contracted while working at the Butchertown meat packing houses.
Ella's wedding dress was white eyelet embroidery, later made into dress worn by me and then my sister in our year old picture. After the reception, Frank and Ella accompanied by a crowd of friends and family went to the train station. Ella wore a tan silk suit and a wide brimmed hat. As they entered the train the rice was falling from her hat and the passengers were laughing and calling congratulations. The country bride was embarrassed at being in the limelight.
They went to housekeeping in a cottage next door to his mother and younger sister Virginia, my darling Aunty. My mother became pregnant almost at once, and I arrived nine months and eleven days later, where I was carried to St. Joseph Church in Butchertown on Washington Street for christening and naming. My father wanted to call me Ella, but the priest said Elinor was more correct, so with the addition of the required saints name (also shared by my dad's mother), I became Elinor Elizabeth Fromang for the next 20 years. My sponsors were my fathers friend, Patrick Gorman and my young aunt Virginia Fromang (Knop). I had for years kept a little gift cross and chain with a card saying, "From Patrick Gorman to his fat little god child."
Frank was at the time president of Local 221 Amalgamated Butcher's and Meat Cutter's Union of America. I had some nice pictures of the lodge meetings with him sitting in the president's big chair and the members around the walls on a lower level. I also had some fancy union badges and souvenirs from the annual Labor Day picnic held at Phoenix Hill Park on Baxter Avenue. My father loved these gatherings with the speeches, the wheels and the bratwurst. My mother and father walked from their home on Mellwood Avenue across the Morning Star bridge to Baxter Avenue. They carried me and showed me off to the lodge folks. I can barely remember this as a blur of music people and food.
Johann W. "John" Fromang
Sarah Elizabeth "Lizzie" Peffer
Siblings:
John William Fromang, 10/2/1887 – 10/16/1907, died after being struck by a train soon after his engagement to Carolyn M. "Carrie" Schenk
Antonia Fromang, 1889 – 1/16/1889
Raymond Aloysius Fromang, abt. 11/13/1890 - 2/16/1891
Virginia Catherine Fromang Knop (Otto), 12/30/1892 – 2/23/1961
Spouse:
Ella Duvall Fromang Williams (1886-1981)
Children:
Elinor Elizabeth Fromang Maloney, 6/11/1913 - 2/26/2002
Mary Virginia "Ginnie" Fromang Smith, 1/17/1916 – 6/7/1993
FRF was an early, active labor organizer, and a business agent for the Louisville local of the Amalgamated Meat Cutters and Butcher Workmen of North America. His friend and co-worker, Pat Gorman, was national president and mentions Fromang in his 1960 book, "The Pat Gorman Story, Picket and the Pen." He died of tuberculosis.
Frank and Ella (written by Elinor Maloney)
When Ella Duvall married Frank Fromang, both 26, one day in September 1912 at the Church of the Good Shepherd in Frankfort, everything seemed rosey.
My mother's family lived on Lee's Ferry Road, on a farm they all called the "old Caplinger Place," although the Duvall's no doubt owned the spread much longer than the previous occupants. My father's cousins, the Peffers, lived on an adjoining farm and there were lots of summer gatherings involving neighborhood young people and it was at one of these gatherings that Frank was introduced to Ella. He had been a wonderful suitor coming up to Frankfort many times on the train and walking out to her father's farm. The whole Duvall clan was happy to see him. He always brought candy for the children, the funny papers and a present for Ella – once a photo album that stood in a rack, with a drawer for the stamp pictures so popular at the time. Frank's Mellwood Avenue neighborhood had few eligible bachelors and an unfair quota of nice young ladies headed for spinsterhood entertained hopes.
Ella was popular with the rival swains, who lost out to the attentions of the city boy Frank. One June day, my father stopped at Selbert's in Frankfort and got my mother a little gold engagement ring with the initial "E" on the front and inside "FF+ED." I wore it all the years since my mother died in 1981. Frank had died in 1918 of tuberculosis contracted while working at the Butchertown meat packing houses.
Ella's wedding dress was white eyelet embroidery, later made into dress worn by me and then my sister in our year old picture. After the reception, Frank and Ella accompanied by a crowd of friends and family went to the train station. Ella wore a tan silk suit and a wide brimmed hat. As they entered the train the rice was falling from her hat and the passengers were laughing and calling congratulations. The country bride was embarrassed at being in the limelight.
They went to housekeeping in a cottage next door to his mother and younger sister Virginia, my darling Aunty. My mother became pregnant almost at once, and I arrived nine months and eleven days later, where I was carried to St. Joseph Church in Butchertown on Washington Street for christening and naming. My father wanted to call me Ella, but the priest said Elinor was more correct, so with the addition of the required saints name (also shared by my dad's mother), I became Elinor Elizabeth Fromang for the next 20 years. My sponsors were my fathers friend, Patrick Gorman and my young aunt Virginia Fromang (Knop). I had for years kept a little gift cross and chain with a card saying, "From Patrick Gorman to his fat little god child."
Frank was at the time president of Local 221 Amalgamated Butcher's and Meat Cutter's Union of America. I had some nice pictures of the lodge meetings with him sitting in the president's big chair and the members around the walls on a lower level. I also had some fancy union badges and souvenirs from the annual Labor Day picnic held at Phoenix Hill Park on Baxter Avenue. My father loved these gatherings with the speeches, the wheels and the bratwurst. My mother and father walked from their home on Mellwood Avenue across the Morning Star bridge to Baxter Avenue. They carried me and showed me off to the lodge folks. I can barely remember this as a blur of music people and food.
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