MySource:Aunthoot/Email from Basil Poulos, 19 Oct 2006

Martha, Your Email is like Debbie Boone's song, "you Light Up My Life". My grandmother, Augusta C. Ake died Apr 21, 1918. She was just 32 years of age. dob Mar 25, 1886. She had married at sixteen Jan 13, 1903. She had five children; Charles Henry, Clara, Flossie (my mom), Eleanora and Louis. Clara died at two years of age in 1907. Henry died in 1919 when he was just sixteen of Type I diabetes. Augusta Christina's father was John Knipfer of Kentucky and mother was Mary Ross of Missouri according to the death certificate. They Akes were living at that time in Dayton, Ohio. The 1910 Census showed them in Lawrenceburg and grandmother was listed as "Tina". She didn't care for the name Augusta. They lived next door to the John M. Knipfers. John M 49, Mary E 46 (born in Indiana in comparison to the MO shown earlier), John H 22, Esther M 16, Charles H 14, Marie 10, Adam 4. Even stranger, Emma and John Montooth lived on the same street. Emma Martin/Ake/Montooth was my great grandmother. She had been the wife of Charles William Ake, Sr. who died at the ripe old age of 21 from typhoid. His son, my grandfather, was born the same year, 1883. Another internet contact, Loretta Scott, told me he was raised by an Aunt Martha Ake/Robbins/Wilson in the home of her second husband, Dr. Nathan Wilson. The family had moved to Dayton after being flooded out of Lawrenceburg. My guess is that was the flood of 1913. It was a big one! If you think they had it bad in the 1800's you should read "The Frontiersmen" by Allan W. Eckert. Wow! That was an eye-opener. It's based on fact but written as a narrative. I had no idea of what had gone on in that part of Ohio in the 1700's. My memories of Dayton in the 1940's are certainly different. We had bombers from Wright Patterson Airbase flying very low over our house. I could wave at the belly gunners who waved back. Separately, I sent you a page from the 1920 Census for Dayton, Ohio that lists Marie Knipper/Schumacher. That's the Aunt Marie I suspect was harboring a runaway, my mom, 'til she met my dad, Constantinos Abramopoulos, who became Charles Poulos after a series of name changes. Mom so favored her father-in-law, Basilios Abramopoulos, that she promised to name a son (me) after him. He was a Greek Orthodox Priest. Basil