The images below documenting Davenport’s 1947 and 1950 Christmas parades come from the Richardson-Sloane Special Collections Center’s “Davenport Chamber of Commerce Photograph Collection” (1986-01). This group of approximately 1,000 images ranging in date from about 1900-1950 was donated to the library in the mid-1980s, when the Special Collections department was just coming into being. It formed the nucleus of the general photograph collection, which grew until a little over ten years ago, when archival practices changed.
Each of these images is identified with a “VM89 number;” the VM for “Visual Materials” (including prints, negatives, and slides) and 89 for the year, 1989, in which the organizational scheme was conceived. A great many of the “VM89s” have been digitized, and a great many already cataloged and posted to the Upper Mississippi Valley Digital Image Archive (UMVDIA). Those below have not yet been made similarly available, though some depicting the same Christmas parades have.
We are certain that this particular group of images comes from the original Chamber of Commerce Collection, as each is stamped with that name on the back. In fact, they were all taken by the same commercial photographer, R. K. Sunderbruch, who happened to have served on the Chamber’s board. And it was the Chamber that sponsored the annual Christmas Parade!
1947 Christmas Parade
Santa Claus float at 2nd and Main Streets, VM89-000327Santa Claus float at 3rd and Main Streets, VM89-000955 Mother Goose float, VM89-000328 Humpty-Dumpty float, VM89-000332Cinderella float, VM89-000333Friendly House float: “Charles Dickens – A Christmas Carol,” VM89-000334The Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe float, VM89-000350
1950 Christmas Parade
Cow float, VM89-000348Jaycee Santa float, VM89-000347Santa Claus in a convertible, VM89-000959Pipe organ and singers float, VM89-000346
Richard Kiel “Dick” Sunderbruch (1916-1992) began his career as photographer for the Tri-City Star and by a young age he had opened his own professional photography business. During World War II, he was a photography instructor for the Signal Corps and a photo unit commander in Europe. He continued as a commercial photographer in Davenport until 1970, when he took a position in Washington state. (Quad-City Times and Rock Island Argus obituaries, October 30, 1992).
Get your pens ready for creating Turkey Notes! For this year’s Turkey Notes blog, we have some special guests who shared their creations with us!
As noted in our blog, Turkey Notes: Our 2024 edition, Turkey Notes are a short poem using three or four lines, with the word “Turkey” in the first two lines, which has been a Davenport and Scott County tradition since approximately 1890.
Some of our guest Turkey Noters have diverged from tradition, which we hope may inspire you to show off your creativity!
These Turkey Notes are reminiscent of time spent with family and building family memories!
Oldest is only in the mind's eye; so they can wait 'til turkeys fly! Gonna pick on those who are in between, one can remember turkey notes from their teens!
Maybe you didn't get an honorable mention, but that's the way it goes with good intention. Sometimes you slide over a good grandchild, even before tis year's turkey notes get filed!
Personalized Turkey Notes add a delightful touch to any Thanksgiving gathering! The Turkey Notes below show the thoughtfulness of this Turkey Noter!
Winnie, the White Labrador Thanksgiving is a special day For a big white dog named Winnie Turkey says she must be well-fed She certainly isn’t skinny
Lily, the Cavapoo
She’s a fuzzy ball of energy And her name is Lily Turkey says she’s still a pup That must be why she’s so silly
Leo is all about water polo He’s very tall and lanky He’s interested in the girls, but Turkey says “No Hanky Panky”
Marilyn loves her kitchen She’s a wonderful baker Turkey’s glad she’s also An awesome pie-maker
John is a real good dad He never is a griper Turkey says that’s even when He has to change a diaper
Welcome to the world, Violet You’re such a pretty baby Turkey says before too long You’ll be a pretty lady
The very special Turkey Noters below have been with us at the Library for the last month as part of Dinovemeber! They are getting ready to go back to their homes, but they are celebrating Thanksgiving with Turkey Notes!
Dinosaurs writing their Turkey Notes.
Dinosaurs writing their Turkey Notes.
Dinosaurs writing their Turkey Notes.
We hope you enjoy these dynamic Turkey Notes!
Turkey Roar, Turkey Chomp, Turkey says, "Let's go romp!"
It was 160 years ago on November 16, 1865 that the steamboat Keithburg arrived on the levee in Davenport, Iowa. It was an hour earlier than expected, covered in American flags, and carrying 150 children who had lost their fathers in the Civil War. Once they disembarked, 149 children were fed by local women and then carriages from local liveries drove them to the former Union soldier training site, Camp Kinsman, to begin their new lives.
One child, 15-year-old Mary Elizabeth James (also known as Lizzie), was prepared for burial having passed away from consumption on November 14th on the boat trip portion of the journey from Farmington, Iowa to Davenport. She was buried in Oakdale Memorial Gardens with her fellow orphans attending her funeral on November 17, 1865. She would be the first orphan to be buried at Oakdale.
Annie Wittenmyer had moved the children from the overcrowded orphanage in Farmington to Davenport after seeing the camp. The separate cottages, large training buildings, and farmland surrounding the site had great potential we discussed in A Soldier’s Letter.
In 2011, we received a stereo-optic card with an image of the Iowa Soldiers’ Orphans’ Home showing the cottages originally used by soldiers training to go off to war. For many of us, it was the earliest view of the cottages we had seen.
2011-17q Stereographs J. G. Evans of Muscatine, Iowa – Western View #135 Orphans Home
We are excited to have received another donation featuring new photographs of the original cottages. Taken between 1866 – 1867, these photos help us learn more about the original buildings and grounds.
2022-11 Wood Iowa Soldiers’ Orphans’ Home Photograph Collection. Labeled “Road, New Plantings, Flagpole”
2022-11 Wood Iowa Soldiers’ Orphans’ Home Photograph Collection. Labeled “North Side Cottages”.
2022-11 Wood Iowa Soldiers’ Orphans’ Home Photograph Collection. Labeled “South Side Cottages and Dining Hall from Cottage 7”
2022-11 Wood Iowa Soldiers’ Orphans’ Home Photograph Collection. Labeled “View of Chapel and Cottages showing Road and Trees planted and boxed 1867”
The Morning Democrat newspaper on November 16, 1865 wrote about touring the 10 acre camp. Only four acres were used by buildings with six acres open to build on or farm. There was a main building with an apartment for the superintendent, offices, reception rooms for visiting families, and a small kitchen. Nearby were two additional buildings used to store food and other items for the orphanage.
Twelve buildings in a row had five rooms in each structure. Eleven of the buildings were used by orphans and contained a large bunk room for sleeping, a small school room, a matron’s room, and two closets. The twelfth building was being used as a temporary hospital. Behind each of the buildings were outhouses and bathing rooms.
The old drill building had been converted into a dining hall. The plan was for seventy-five tables to be added with seating for seven at each table. There were large kitchens in the back and the main dining room was turned into a chapel for services on Sundays.
Six more cottages on another road were used to house orphans, three other buildings were to house infants, and another building would serve as a school and library.
The author of the article noted each orphan had their own bed and women in Iowa had made quilts for each bed. There was also a laundry building, barn, and sewing room. Many widowed women, some mothers of children in the orphanage, worked in the kitchens, laundry, and sewing room in exchange for room and meals. This allowed many women to remain near their children. Few occupations existed for widowed women (or women in general) to find work and the large number of adult men lost in the war affected their ability to remarry.
While unfinished, when the orphans arrived on November 16, 1865, the citizens of Davenport and the entire state of Iowa supported the orphanage to honor the sacrifices of their fathers.
We find the photographs fascinating and hope you enjoy them too!
Wilhelmina, or Mina, (Schmidt) Fahlenkamp did not appear to have an easy life. Born to Christ and Maria Schmidt about 1844 in Germany, Wilhelmina had immigrated to the United States with her family in 1860. She married Carsten Fahlenkamp in 1867 in Clinton, Iowa.
Little is known about Carsten and Wilhelmina’s days in Clinton, Iowa. We do know that in the 1870 United States census, the family lived in Lyons, Clinton County, Iowa (in 1907 Lyons was absorbed into the city of Clinton). 35-year-old Carsten was a laborer while 25-year-old “Minnie”, as her name is written in the census, kept house while raising 2-year-old Otto and six month old Albert.
Carsten died in 1871 and was buried in Oakland Cemetery in Clinton, Iowa. Wilhelmina never remarried. In 1880, the United States census finds Wilhelmina, Otto, and Albert still living in Clinton. Wilhelmina is entered into the census as a widow who was keeping house. Both boys were entered as students.
Around 1896, Wilhelmina and Albert moved from Clinton to Davenport. Otto had left the family home years before to travel west with a railroad job. Mother and son rented a house at 424 E. 11th Street, then 1021 Ripley Street, and finally at 909 Ripley Street by 1906. Wilhelmina keeping house while Albert worked as a laborer and then a machine operator making saddles on the Rock Island Arsenal. The pair were known to neighbors and considered quiet people.
It was around 1910 that neighbors noticed Albert no longer held a job. Neighbors began to talk amongst themselves as mother and son began to appear “feeble-minded” as the newspapers would later describe it. Wilhelmina was seen leading 42-year-old Albert around by the hand and hitting him with a club. Albert began to appear frail as the years passed. Walks to the neighborhood store with his mother ended and neighbors saw him slowly walking in the house’s small yard by himself. By 1912, Albert needed a walking stick and stopped to rest frequently while in the yard. It was not unusual for Albert to disappear into the house for a week or two at a time in the months before April 1912. He always appeared even weaker the next time the neighbors saw him.
A neighbor, Miss Wiggers at 919 Ripley Street, saw Albert shuffling about on an evening walk in his yard on April 4, 1912. He was not seen by the neighbors in the following days. On April 9, 1912, Wilhelmina paid a morning visit to the Halligan Undertaker Parlor to inquire about the price of a coffin. After a short discussion, a coffin and price were settled on. It was then that Wilhelmina asked for the coffin to be delivered to her home. The clerk asked who the coffin was for and Wilhelmina stated for her son, he had died at home that morning. After a few more questions, the clerk realized that no one had attended Wilhelmina’s son. A doctor or coroner needed to see the body to record the death the clerk told her. Wilhelmina quickly became upset at the conversation and left the business. The clerk felt something was amiss and alerted Coroner Frank Rudolph that a death had taken place and was not recorded.
Deaths at home were not uncommon in the early 1900s. Rudolph went to visit the small four room house at 909 Ripley Street that afternoon to resolve the matter. Wilhelmina initially refused to let the coroner in, but Rudolph persisted and was finally granted access to the home.
Coroner Rudolph was immediately overcome by the smell of a decaying body. No air circulated in the home as all the windows had been nailed shut. There was barely any furniture in the building. Every room, except the kitchen, was in disarray with dirt and garbage in the rooms. Cats roamed about inside and outside of the home.
Coroner Rudolph slowly made his way about the house. He went up the stairs to the upper level where he spied a mattress on the floor covered in what appeared to be rags. Walking closer, Rudolph was horrified to find that the rags were covering the body of Albert Fahlenkamp. Someone had been placing mustard poultices on nearly every part of his body. Even his head was wrapped in a mustard poultice. The body had turned black and was bloated three times its normal size. Coroner Rudolph fled the house and quickly summoned the police.
The Daily Times, April 10, 1912. Pg. 1
The police immediately pulled the nails out of the windows to open them. Fresh air and light were needed to even approach the body. When questioned, Wilhelmina stated her son had just died at 4:00 a.m. that morning. She had been trying to cure his illness with mustard poultices for the past few days. The police searched the home and found a kitchen fully stocked with food even though Wilhelmina and Albert (according to the neighbors) appeared frail and gaunt, two guns were found hidden in the house, and a fresh hole was dug in the basement. When asked if the hole was to bury her son, Wilhelmina stated she did not know why she dug the hole.
The body was in such bad condition that an autopsy was not able to be performed. The body was buried within hours of discovery in Oakdale Memorial Gardens Cemetery with no time for a funeral. Wilhelmina was taken to the police station for questioning. The police matron was called to examine Wilhelmina. To the confusion of the police, the police matron found gold coins wrapped in cloth and then sewn into Wilhelmina’s underclothes. In total, the coins amounted to over $2,290.
The Daily Times, April 18, 1912. Pg. 7
When asked where the coins had come from, Wilhelmina declared her father was the King of Prussia. A deceased former acquaintance had come back to life and given her the coins from her father, the King. The police were stunned that the mother and son had lived in destitute circumstances in a home with no furniture that was filled with dirt and cats; they suffered from starvation, but had a kitchen filled with food; and Wilhelmina wore over $2,000 in gold coins and they found hundreds of dollars in bank accounts opened by the pair.
During questioning, Wilhelmina told the officers how her late husband, Carsten, was not really dead and had just visited her. When asked why a doctor had not been fetched for Albert, Wilhelmina said she did not believe in doctors because they charged to much for their services.
Neighbors were questioned and stated on the night of April 4th, horrific screams were heard coming from the Fahlenkamp home. The police theorized those were the final moments of Albert’s life. The police returned to the house to search for valuables and any evidence of family. While no other valuables were located, letters led to Wilhelmina’s family being found in Lyons, Illinois where the Fahlenkamp family had lived years before. The family said that Wilhelmina had been grief stricken in 1871 when her husband had died. What followed was a steady decline in her mental stability over the following 41 years. The family eventually stopped contacting Wilhelmina and Albert due to the woman’s increasingly strange ways.
The Daily Times, April 11, 1912. Pg. 7
Wilhelmina’s oldest son Otto was finally found in Chloride, Arizona. He had changed his name to Otto F. Ross, but still worked for the railroad he had joined years before. Otto quickly came to Davenport upon hearing the news. Wilhelmina was declared insane and committed to the state hospital, Mt. Pleasant Asylum, in Mt. Pleasant, Iowa. A temporary guardian was appointed until her son arrived.
The Daily Times, April 12, 1912. Pg. 7
Wilhelmina would eventually be released from Mt. Pleasant, but quickly showed signs of insanity and was returned to the hospital. She died there on May 7, 1926 and is buried next to her husband in Clinton, Iowa. Her oldest son Otto died on January 29, 1934 in Blythe, California. He never returned to Iowa and his mother.
The house at 909 Ripley was boarded up and turned back over to the owner. A few weeks after Albert’s body was discovered, neighbors called the police for assistance. The house is haunted, they insisted. Horrible screams and scratching sounds were coming from the building. The police entered the building to investigate and found not a ghost, but a horrible scene. The Fahlenkamp cats had found their way inside the building before it was boarded up. The screams and scratching were the nearly dozen cats trying to escape the building. Some survived, but many died. The owner quickly had the house demolished.
The Daily Times, May 11, 1912. Pg. 9
No explanation was ever given for the large amount of gold coins sewn into Wilhelmina’s dress. The money in the bank was associated with Albert’s years of working, but the coins remained a mystery.
What had caused Albert’s death? His mother told the police that a strange man had come to the house and given Albert a bottle which he drank from. The coroner, who did not have a chance to examine the body, did agree that the condition and discoloration of the body would be indicative of poisoning. Would the poison explain the horrible screams heard the night that Albert is thought to have died? We know Albert, formerly an active and healthy man, was almost too weak to walk in his yard at the time of his death. Was poison involved? Did it come from a stranger? Did Albert have a bottle of poison hidden in the house he consumed in desperation? Did Wilhelmina give her son poison that night (or even over a longer period of time) in her insanity?
We’re thrilled to share that the Richardson-Sloane Special Collections Center is ready to assist patrons with their local history and genealogical questions! Ask our staff members for a tour of our new space.
Our hours have been expanded to better serve our patrons! Please see our updated hours below:
Monday: 12:00 pm – 8:00 pm Tuesday: 9:00 am – 5:30 pm Wednesday: 9:00 am – 5:30 pm Thursday: 9:00 am – 5:30 pm Friday: 9:00 am – 5:30 pm Saturday: 9:00 am – 12:00 pm Sunday: CLOSED
October is a busy month for Special Collections and its staff! We are celebrating American Archives Month and Family History Month. Try finding your ancestors in our Special Collections Indexes!
We also encourage you to celebrate QC Museum Month by visiting our local museum! Another way to engage is by attending the upcoming 2025 QC Archives Fair!
Quad Cities Archives Fair will be held on October 18, 2025, from 1-4 PM at the Haunted Rock Island Roadhouse (Dan Vinar Furniture, Co.)!
Moving in Progress: Richardson-Sloane Special Collections Center will be closed beginning June 16th for the process of moving to the 2nd floor of the Main Library. Our anticipated opening date is July 12th – date subject to change.
We will not be posting our weekly blog during this time because will be carefully packing our eggs (we mean our materials) for our new space! We will resume our weekly exploration of local history and genealogy when we reopen!
Summer has arrived in our area as thousands of children are enjoying summer vacation. We are joining in the celebration by sharing this casual outdoor photograph of Robert “Bobby” Evans taken c. 1920 from our J. B. Hostetler Studio collection.
DPLVolume 114 dplx1126. Hostetler Studio Collection.
Robert, son of Harry and Grace Evans, was born August 21, 1910 in Davenport. He attended local schools before boarding at the Middlesex School in Concord, Massachusetts. Robert and his parents visited Europe in his teenage years and he attended school there briefly before starting at Harvard. In 1928, Robert and his father made local headlines for hunting big game in British East Africa. After college, Robert was a journalist before entering the military. He served in WWII, Korea, and Vietnam. During WWII he fought in Africa, the invasion of Sicily, and the Omaha Beach landing with the 1st Infantry Division of the Army.
He retired with the rank of Col. in the Army. After retiring from the military, Robert continued his service by working for officials in Washington D. C. He died April 29, 1995 in Washington D. C. and is buried in St. John’s Church Cemetery in Washington alongside his wife, Jane Katherine Rowe Evans. His parents, Harry and Grace, are buried in Oakdale Memorial Gardens in Davenport. At the time of his passing, he was survived by two daughters, five grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren.
This negative image was found on our Upper Mississippi Valley Digital Image Archive from our Hostetler Photograph Collection. It is of a young woman named Florence Becker. From our research, we believe her to be Miss Florence Becker born on December 29, 1895 to Fritz H. Becker and Louisa C. Struckmann in Davenport.
On June 24, 1915, Miss Florence married Charles V. Rider at the First Christian Church in Davenport. An article published in the Davenport Democrat and Leader described the bride’s dress: “The bride was in a dainty gown of white crepe de chine trimmed in lace.”
The images below are two photographs of Florence in traditional dress. We tried to research in local newspapers to see if there would be a reason why she would be wearing these clothes, but we didn’t uncover any explanation.
Florence and Charles celebrated their 50th Wedding Anniversary with this announcement in the Rock Island Argus.
Based on information in her obituary, published in the Quad-City Times on July 25, 1989 Florence Marie Rider, age 94, died in Rock Island. She had a daughter named June with whom she resided. She and Charles also had a son named Charles, who preceded her in death. Their legacy continues through their 5 grandchildren and 12 great-grandchildren.
This photographic postcard is another “from the purged files at the Annie Wittenmyer Home.”
The photographer’s stamp, not visible in this reproduction, reads “Trompter, 520 Edmond St., St. Joseph, MO.”
The list of children at the Iowa Soldiers’ Orphans’ Home in the 1910 US Census for Davenport, Iowa (all of the postcards in the collection are marked “1904-1918”) includes only one brother-sister pair born in Missouri: George Francis, age 7, and May Frances Cyphers, age 12.
We have met May Frances “Mamie” Cyphers before. She was the recipient of a photo postcard sent to the “S.O. Home” by Emma Harper in May 1914 and the subject of an earlier blog post about this collection. Could she be the girl on the right in this postcard? Does she look to be about 5 years older than the boy on the left?
Whether or not the children in the image are Mamie and George Francis “Frank” Cyphers, we have learned more about the Cyphers family, as follows:
Mamie and Frank were the youngest of the four children born to George Walter and Marie Harriet (Donahoo) Cyphers. In the summer of 1906, all four children were ordered placed in the Orphans’ Home due to their parents’ neglect.
Daily Times (Davenport, Iowa), July 28, 1906, page 6
The family had returned to Davenport after living in Kansas City for about five years (they appear in the 1900 US and the 1905 Kansas state censuses for Wyandotte County). Apparently, they were found “living out under the trees in Camp McClellan” by the authorities. In December 1906, Harriet Cyphers allegedly abducted her “youngest offspring,” which would have been Frank, from the Home. [1]
Both parents perhaps struggled with alcohol addiction, as this newspaper item suggests:
Daily Times (Davenport, Iowa), August 2, 1907, page 11.
Some part of the family may have reunited within the next year.
Harriet Cyphers passed away in September 1909, at the age of 37, after a long illness. She had endured much, including the death of her 18-year-old son, Walter Henry, just the year before. At his funeral, “six little boys from the Orphan’s Home were pallbearers.” [2]
Harriet and Walter had also lost their second child, Clarence Henry, at only 2 months of age. [3] The youngest, Frank (George Francis) would be sent to the Institution for the Feeble Minded Children in Glenwood, Iowa, (he is there in the 1915 Iowa state census) where he died at the age of 27. [4] Mamie and Eugene were the longest-lived of the Cyphers children, she passing in 1938 at age 40, and he in 1941 at age 48. Eugene served in the Infantry in the First World War and is buried at Rock Island National Cemetery. It appears that only Mamie carried on the family line through her son Harold Whitaker.
Father George Walter lived the longest. He died in 1933 at the age of 68.
(posted by Katie)
Sources: [1] Daily Times (Davenport, Iowa), December 7, 1906, page 11; [2] Daily Times (Davenport, Iowa), April 27, 1908, page 6; [3] Davenport Sunday Democrat, August 30, 1896, page 1; [4] Iowa, U.S., Death Records, 1880-1968, via AncestryLibrary.
With high school graduations fast approaching for the Class of 2025, we wanted to take a moment to look at the Richardson-Sloane Special Collections donation 1991-03: The Davenport High School graduating class June of 1905. This collection features two items including a unique black and white panorama size photograph measuring 10 x 24 inches.
Creatively, the 54 images of the graduates spell out June ’05.
The other item is a large 22 x 22 1/2 inch piece of fabric. It appears the graduates of the Davenport High School class of 1905 had each signed their names in pencil on the fabric piece. Someone had begun to stitch the names of the graduates in blue or red thread following the penciled signatures.
We wish the center design had been finished as we wonder if the red and blue theme would have continued or if the designer had other thoughts for the bird and emblem.
We were able to find the names of the graduates in The Daily Times newspaper on June 6, 1905 with names on the fabric matching the graduates listed in the newspaper.
The Daily Times, June 6, 1905. Pg. 6
What wonderful memories from the class of June 1905 from Davenport High School. We hope you enjoy them too.