Stories from the 'Sole'
Life is a journey. Life is our story. More specifically, our lives are a web of stories that we collect one story at a time, one step at a time. Sometimes we take these steps alone. Sometimes many feet together. Sometimes slow, sometimes fast, and even sometimes backwards! These stories, these steps - they are our foundation. They define who we are and live on long after we are gone in the hearts and minds of our friends and loved ones. In this blog I attempt to capture the stories that have defined me and my family. These stories -these histories, myths, and legends- are meant to be enjoyed, shared, retold, even embellished - so that they can live on and be retold by you someday to someone you love. So, grab a cup of tea or cocoa, a blanket, and curl up in a comfy chair and let me tell you a story...
Stories are Worth Telling; Memories are Worth Remembering
The Dream To Be a Dancer
My Grandmother, Rogene Elsie Kupfahl (m. Sachse), had the dream of becoming a professional dancer.
She started dancing at a very young age and studied under Ethel Koch in Sheboygan, WI.
| My grandmother's portrait is in the lower right-hand corner of this flyer from the Ethel Koch dance school. |
| My Grandma demonstrating her superior dance flexibility for the Ethel Koch Dance School advertisement in the Sheboygan paper. |
| Rogene is the Spanish dancer in the foreground in the top picture. She is the dancer on the left in both of the bottom pictures. |
The following was written by Rogene about her wish to become a dancer and is her own words transcribed directly (typos and all) from a written report on dancing that she composed for a class assignment (circa 1937, age 14).
Dancing
By Rogene Kupfahl
I dedicate this book to my many friends who have helped me in my chosen profession.
Forward
In this book I have tried to cover some parts in the field of dancing. The book is composed of mostly what I think about dancing. I have tried to cover a small parts of the many types of dancing and have also tried to give a brief discussion of the opportunities in this field. I hope I will help some people with my book and I hope it will prove interesting.
Treatment of Occupation
Why I chose dancing
I chose dancing, because I love to dance. I also chose it because I am so very much interested in it. I think there isn't another occupation I could like as well. I have a certain amount of ability which would help me. I have taken dancing from an early age. I have accomplished quite alot, although I have alot to learn yet. I especially love to dance for an audience.
Other things which interest me in the line of choosing an occupation would be teaching, acting, singing. I enjoy reading books. I like most all sports, especially swimming. My favorite subjects are music and history. I don't care for science. People who show their tempers I personally dislike, also people that talk too much. I especially dislike housework. These things are not connected with dancing, but are required to be shown in this book.
Description of Occupation
Dancing at its best may be imitative art but a creative one in giving bodily impressions to the beauty of rhythm. Dancing is an art which originated long ago from the primitive races. Dancing is a sense of rhythm and a delight in graceful movements common to human nature from the earliest countries. It ranges from the war dance of the savage when he returned from victory to the artistic performance of great artists of dancing.
The uses of dances were many, years ago. They used it for religion. Expressing strong emotions of joy, sorrow and triumph. The Indian War dances that the American Indians did were for working themselves into a state of mental intoxication to lead them to victory. Magic enters into dancing as illustrated by the Mandan Indians to bring game in time of need, or the mystic dances of Central African rain doctors, practiced during a season of drought.
The dances which we enjoy today awakened in the fifteenth century. Catherine de'Medici (1519-1598) made dancing fashionable in France and her country men have always been the best dancers in this art.
Ballet an artistic dance, developed and perfected in France, now used chiefly between main theatrical performances and grand opera. Its original aim was to represent action and feelings through gestures and dancing. The idea rose early in the eighteenth century, but the modern ballet is a spectacular dance. The ballet used in modern operas is mostly the ballet of old, for it is usually more or less closely connected with the play. Ballet is the highest paid dancing. Anna Pavalova, a Russian Ballet dancer, was the best dancer that ever lived. No other dancer has excelled her ability to the degree of her perfection.
Description of Dancing
Branches and Divisions
There are many types of dancing. The ballet dancer is the best known and the highest paid. There many other branches, tap dancing is now quite popular, toe dancing a form of ballet, also Spanish, Character, and Gypsy dancing are all form of ballet. Acrobatic is a form of dancing also.
Description of work during a typical day
Dancing is continual work from morning till night. It is really nerve-wracking. In the morning as soon as you rise you begin practicing. For three hours you have rehearsals for the show. During the day there are two performances. One in the afternoon and on in the evening. You usually get to be around eleven P.M. - interview Miss Ethel Koch
Advantages and Disadvantages
Dancing usually pays quite well if you can get a good position. Disadvantages are many in dancing. It is very hard work working your way to the top. The hour are long, with little pay at first. Many times you cannot get a chance to even show your ability. You have to always work to find new dances that will please the public. The training is long and expensive. You have not much of a private life. The life of a dancer on the stage is very short.
Preparation
Education and experience
Dancing is a natural response to instinct for rhythm or physical grace that it would seem to depend less upon the amount of general education than other arts. A professional dancer should have a high school education. A dancer should make a study of the history of art and become familiar with masterpieces of printing and sculpture, to develop a sense of color and eye line, and enrich the dancer's conception of rhythm by showing its beauty. Real understanding of music is helpful in a similar way.
The training for a dancer is long and expensive and can be chiefly gotten in large cities and in Europe. A well trained dancer should be able to do any kind of dancing especially ballet. A dancer's raining varies greatly according to the ability of the pupil. A pupil must be very musical. Usually five years training in the prime of youth of continuous study. Experience is one of the greatest things needed. A dancer must become familiar with the likes and dislikes of the audience. It must made the work look easy although the step or dance is very hard.
Qualities necessary for success
To become a successful dancer the most necessary thing is the willingness to work hours and hours of practice. Another great factor is that the pupil must have much natural ability. The pupil must be musical, well proportioned physically, and a sturdy constitution.
Personal Analysis
I have many weaknesses, but some of the most outstanding are as follows. I usually wish for my own way, I have a bad temper and I usually don't stand up for my own rights. I talk too much and usually too loud. I have also a few strong points. I can control my temper, I'm prompt in my work and I usually try very hard. I also have a fairly good memory.
Rogene was featured in a special dance recital in May 1941, her senior year in high school.
The following pictures and captions are taken and/or reproduced from See Picture Thrills pulp magazine Vol. 1, No. 3, published in November 1942.
| Rogine, Polly, and Marianna met at New York's Studio Club, were drawn together by common ambition. Above, they arrive at Sheepshead Bay-to-Breezy Point pier. |
| Rogine carries lunch bucket as girls watch tiny steamer pull away from shore. They promised not to talk shop until they'd returned from day's outing. |
| As shoreline grew dimmer, they left rail. Sitting on life-preserver receptacle in stern, they could not overcome temptation to imspect the mouth-watering contents of Rogine's lunch-pail. |
| Ballet was uppermost in the girls' minds. Rogine executes Tour Jete. |
Despite her love of dance and success suggested by the magazine portraits, Rogene gave up her dream (exact reasons unknown) to become a professional dancer and left the ballet in New York City in 1943 to attend the University of Wisconsin in Madison where she majored in German. At the university she continued to participate in dance. According to a short article in The Sheboygan Press on March 27, 1944, Rogene was inducted into Senior Orchesis, a student organization for those interested in modern dance. She also participated in productions put on by her women's dormitory, Elizabeth Waters and other University productions.
Rogene graduated from Wisonsin in the spring of 1946 and married my grandfather, Carl Howard Sachse, in June of that same year. She did not continue any formal dancing after marriage and start of a family. However, she still had the flexibility and moves to win a limbo competition when she and my Grandpa went back Bermuda in the 1980s.
Grandma Rogene's love of dance lives on in her daughter, Peggy Sachse (m. Ruchti) who danced ballet as a child and danced in various high school productions. Dancing is also a love of Rogene's great-grandaughter, Wynter Rebecca Ruchti (age 10 as of October 2021), who is currently enjoying hip-hop and ACRO dance classes.
May the 4th Be With You!
A Harrowing Day at Sea During World War II: Definitely Fact!
Where my Grandpa Carl's exciting World War II Navy encounter with a torpedo or floating mine, told in the previous post, may have been part fact and part fiction, Derek's Grandpa Paul Hobson's WWII Navy experience was all fact and much more perilous. Paul Hobson served as a Seaman First Class (S 1/C) aboard the aircraft carrier the USS Bunker Hill in the Asia/Pacific Theater of the war. In May 1945, Kamikazes attacked the carrier causing excessive damage and loss of life, an experience that stayed with Paul and shaped him for the rest of his life. Below are pictures of Paul from his time in the service as well as an account of his harrowing experience as retold by his daughter (Derek's Mom), Dixie Hobson Kunze, for the local Parke County Indiana newspaper. It amazes me each day how different and varied each of our Grandparent's experiences were from one another during the war and how grateful I am that each of them served our country and lived to share their experiences (with hope that we learn from them and that they never have to be repeated).
| Paul Hobson WWII Service Discharge Papers |
Drama at Sea During World War II: Fact or Fiction?
My Grandpa Carl Sachse was a fantastic story-teller! He would do all sorts of silly voices as he would read bedtime stories to me. My favorites were his voices for the characters in the Uncle Remus stories. He also was the best lector in church. With his debate background and loud booming voice, he always captivated the entire congregation at Easter with his reading of "The Valley of the Dry Bones" passage from the Bible ( Ezekiel 37: 1-14). I wished church could always be that exciting!!!
He also loved to tell personal stories about growing up, his family, college, etc. My absolute favorite times were listening to him tell about his experiences in World War II. My Grandpa served in the Navy in World War II on a supply ship. As he told it, one day while at sea, his ship convoy encountered the enemy and there was an explosion as a torpedo or mine near the ship!!! My Grandpa was on the ship deck at the time. The explosion caused the ship to list sharply to the side, and my Grandpa and many other men were thrown from the boat. As my Grandpa fell into the sea, he was hit by shrapnel in the leg! He had to tread water for a period of time before being rescued. He showed me the scar on his leg from the shrapnel making the story even more exciting and real!!!!
Over the years, I asked him to tell me that story many times. With every telling, my Grandpa's story would get a little bit taller. Sometimes the explosion was from a torpedo. Sometimes it was a mine. His fall from the ship becoming more dramatic as he tried to keep his footing. The time treading water before rescue longer and longer with each telling. I am sure my imagination made it more and more fantastic. Was the torpedo from a secret enemy submarine? Were there sharks lurking in the water? Were there other sailors hurt and/or treading water? How did he get back on the boat? Did he get to wear a ring life preserver all white and shaped like the Lifesavers candies? The whole story became a legend in my young mind, worthy of any big budget adventure film!!! I think once when I was in elementary school I attempted to write it as a short story.
To this day, I regret never being able to get the "real" story from my Grandpa. He definitely enjoyed the attention as he told his tale and eventual legendary status. So, as an adult, I have attempted to research as much as possible about my Grandpa's experience in the war to attempt to separate fact from fiction. Here are the facts as I was able to uncover them.
| Carl Howard Sachse, October 16, 1944, Bermuda: USO at the FLOTS (United Service Organization Forward Line of Own Troops) in background with Palm Tree |
My Grandpa Carl enlisted in the Navy on February 19, 1943, service number 8683115. In April 1944, records show that he was a Petty Officer Second Class (PO 2/C) stationed at the Naval Air Base in Deland, FL. He was later transferred and stationed at the Naval Air Station in Bermuda in September 1944 and served as a Storekeeper Second Class (SK 2C) on a Mizer class supply/store/refrigerator ship, the U.S.S. Ariel, designation AF-22.
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| U.S.S. Ariel, Designation AF-22, Mizer class supply ship |
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| From USS Ariel - War Diary 9/1-30/44 |
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| USS Ariel War Diary, 9/1-30/45 |
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| Contact Floating Mine like that encountered by the USS Ariel on February 25, 1945 |
| Carl Sachse and Rogine Kupfahl, Sheboygan, WI, circa March 1945 (best guess based on Carl and Rogine's engagement announcement which detailed that Carl was a leave at that time. |
| Carl Sachse and family circa March 1945 |
From RG: 38
World War II War Diaries, Other Operational Records and Histories
The Micro Serial Number is listed as 156099.
National Archives Identifier: 77618160 Container Identifier: Roll A2028 HMS Entry Number(s): P 17, UD-WW 46
Creator: Department of the Navy. Office of the Chief of Naval Operations. Intelligence Division. Office of Naval Records and Library. (1922 - 10/10/1945)
USS ARIEL - Rep of sighting & destruction of mine enroute from Naples, Italy to Oran, Algeria on 2/25/45
From RG: 38
World War II War Diaries, Other Operational Records and Histories
The Micro Serial Number is listed as 110002. The Serial Number is listed as 010-45. The Date is listed as 2/26/1945.
National Archives Identifier: 139900695 Container Identifier: Roll A1440 HMS Entry Number(s): P 17, UD-WW 46
Creator: Department of the Navy. Office of the Chief of Naval Operations. Intelligence Division. Office of Naval Records and Library. (1922 - 10/10/1945)
A little humor!
It is also a nod to the love my family has for The Far Side comics. When we were younger, Greg and I would often give Dad a Far Side comic collection book or yearly calendar for Christmas. He would sit quietly looking at the cartoons later in the day after all of the present-unwrapping festivities had concluded. His chuckles and giggles from the living room were often funnier than the cartoons which had made him laugh. Present day, Dad and I like to share Far Side cartoons via daily text. It is nice to share a giggle every day with my Dad.
Zachary and Ashton Miller: Ancestor Emigration Pie Chart
Derek's Ancestor Immigration Pie Chart
Seay Family History from Derek's Maternal Family through his Mom, Dixie June Hobson Kunze
This post details the Seay family history of Derek's Grandma Evelyn Irene Dooley Hobson and her mother, Verna Irene Seay.
The Seay surname, also recorded as Sai, Say, Saye, Sey, and probably others, is of French origins, of which it may have at least two. The first is locational from a place called Sai in the department of Orne, or from Say, in the region of France known as Indre. These places were originally named after an early 5th century Gallic invader called Saius. It is likely that the personal name was introduced into the British Isles with the Norman Conquest of 1066, although it does not seem to appear in the famous Domesday Book of 1086. The second possibility is that this is a metonymic occupational surname for a maker or dealer in a particularly finely textured cloth called in England 'say'. (From surnamedb.com)
| Seay Family Tree |
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| Seay Homestead in Virginia (date of photo unknown) |
Abraham II was awarded a land grant of 385 acres In what was then Goochland County. (Since it has been called Albermarle and then Fluvanna County) the grant was awarded by King George II of England. It is now located near the town of Fork Union about 10 miles from Palmyra the county seat. A memorial marker sites at the site of the property.
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| William Lawson Seay (1850-1918) |
| Verna Irene Seay Dooley and her children, 1941 |
The following was written by Evelyn Irene Dooley Hobson about her Mother, Verna, as detailed in "The Dooley Family of Indiana":
| Dixie June Hobson (Miller), Evelyn Irene Hobson, Verna Irene Dooley, Derek Craig Miller, 1975 |
| Dixie June Hobson (Miller),Derek Craig Miller, Evelyn Irene Hobson, Verna Irene Dooley, 1976 |
Verna died at the age of 91 in 1982 at her home in Lake Waveland.










