Hildagarde E Becker1,2

F, #114, b. 4 May 1889, d. 24 June 1981
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Peter Jacob Braun Descendands
John Elert Descendants
Jost. Fried. Stoerker Descendants
Hilda Stoerker
     Recipe for (an unknown value) from Hildagarde E Becker.

     Hildagarde was born on 4 May 1889.3,4

     Photo in 1912. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130). Stoerker Family 1912 -- Back: Fred, Hilda, Theophil, Flora, Alma, Frieda Mohr, Julia, Christian Mohr -- Front: Waldemar Mohr, Conrad, Wilhelmine, Gottlob.

Stoerker Family 1912 -- Back: Fred, Hilda, Theophil, Flora, Alma, Frieda Mohr, Julia, Christian Mohr -- Front: Waldemar Mohr, Conrad, Wilhelmine, Gottlob

     She resided in Union, Franklin County, Missouri, USA, in October 1912.2
     Frederick Stoerker married Hildagarde E Becker, in Union, Franklin County, Missouri, USA, on 9 October 1912.5,2

     Photo of Fred, Hilda, Ted, Conrad, and Paul Stoerker in August 1915 at Parsonage, Eudora, Douglas County, Kansas, USA. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130.)



     Photo at Eudora Township, Douglas County, Kansas, USA. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130). Fred, Hilda, Ted, Conrad, and Paul Stoerker at the parsonage in Eudora, Kansas.

Fred, Hilda, Ted, Conrad, and Paul Stoerker at the parsonage in Eudora, Kansas

     They resided in Eudora, Douglas County, Kansas, USA, on 5 June 1917.6

     Photo of Standing: Flora and Hilda Stoerker and Frieda Mohr. Seated: Alma, C.Fred, and Julia Stoerker circa 1918. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#172.)7

Standing: Flora and Hilda Stoerker and Frieda Mohr.
Seated: Alma, C.Fred, and Julia Stoerker


     Photo of Back: Ella Stoeker, Rev Bronke, Josephine, Theophil, Flora, Paul, Hilda, Fred, Julia Stoerker
Front: Adolph, Conrad, Wilhelmine and Gottlob Stoerker
Hartsburg, Missouri Hartsburg, Missouri, USA. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#172).8

Back: Ella Stoeker, Rev Bronke, Josephine, Theophil, Flora, Paul, Hilda, Fred, Julia Stoerker
Front: Adolph, Conrad, Wilhelmine and Gottlob Stoerker
Hartsburg, Missouri


     Photo of Hilda, Flora and C. Frederick Stoerker on 20 June 1918. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130.)



     Photo of Hilda and C. Frederick Stoerker and Flora Altenbernd on 20 June 1918. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#176.)8

Hilda and C. Frederick Stoerker and Flora Altenbernd

ME by John Altenbernd

The Great Courtship


     It was early in 1919. The Rev Fred Stoerker was pastor of what was then called St. Paul's Evangelical Church of Eudora, Kansas. Among his parishioners was a "balding, bachelor farmer, William John Altenbernd, who lived west of Eudora in the Kaw Valley, about halfway between Eudora and Lawrence. The farm adjoined the Kansas River (or Kaw River as it was called locally) on the south side. He lived on the farm, still in the old Altenbernd homestead, with his unmarried sister, Louise. Will Altenbernd, as he was called, was then 33 years old.
     Rev Fred Stoerker had a younger sister, Flora, who worked as a secretary in Jefferson City, Missouri, for the International Shoe Company office there. She was nearing 25. Fred and wife Hilda received a letter from her one day, informing them she was coming for a visit if that would be alright. She would come in on the evening train, which did not stop in Eudora. Could Fred meet her at the depot in Lawrence? She gave the date and time.
     Well, of course that would be alright. They would be happy to see her again.
     But something came up. Fred was not able to meet that evening train in Lawrence. He called Will Altenbernd and asked him if he would meet the train. (My mother always took all of this at its face value. But I've sometimes wondered in later years if Uncle Fred was really unable to meet that train. Could Uncle Fred and Aunt Hilda have been playing at matchmaking?) Will said he would meet her, and he did.
     Maybe Will Altenbernd had seen a picture of Flora Stoerker beforehand, or maybe he had been impressed when his pastor had talked about his sister. In any event, Will evidently prepared himself beforehand, and he was not disappointed at what he saw emerge from the train.
     When they got to the parsonage in Eudora - a ten mile trip or thereabouts - Will escorted her to the door with a package under his arm. When Hilda Stoerker greeted them at the door, Will pulled out two boxes of candy from his package, gave one to Hilda and the other to Flora, saying something to the effect that pretty girls always deserved something - an interesting remark in that it might be doubted Hilda Stoerker could ever have been regarded as a pretty girl, whatever else she was.

     Will was invited in. He stayed for a while, and then left for home.
     When Flora Stoerker got back to Jefferson City she soon got a letter in the mail, along with a box of chocolates, these coming from "Wm Altenbernd" with a postmark of Eudora, Kansas. Poor Flora couldn't for the life of her figure out who that was, an indication of the impression Will Altenbernd had made upon her. She couldn't even remember his name. She had to write her brother to find out who this "Wm Altenbernd" was. She had to find out. She couldn't just let it go because in the letter he said he wanted to drive to Jefferson City to see her.
     "Let him come," her brother urged her. "He's a very nice man. It would be cruel just to give him a cold rejection." So, against her better judgment, but with the added urging of her friend and roommate, Ozie Bruce, Flora let him come.
     I don't know the details of that first date, other than that it firmly encouraged Will Altenbernd and left Flora Stoerker realizing she had let herself in for something she wasn't sure she wanted, and which would now be very difficult to get rid of in any case.
     The box of chocolates through the mail became a weekly thing. And a Eudora visitor to Jefferson City occurred with some frequency. Ozie Bruce was crazy about him (She called him "Bern"), but Flora Stoerker had serious misgivings. Will Altenbernd was obviously quite serious, and Flora Stoerker had long determined that there were two kinds of men she would never marry - if indeed she ever got married at all; a minister or a farmer. At length she sought openly to discourage him, but that didn't do any good. He kept writing. He kept sending candy, sometimes flowers. And he kept on coming to Jefferson City.
     Not only were candy and flowers being sent, but a number of photographs began arriving. Will Altenbernd was in the process of tearing down the old homestead and was building a new one. The photos were pictures of the work in progress. (Dad later always said he had built the house for her. Whether or not he actually told her that in 1919 I don't know, but certainly the implication was plain enough.) Flora put the pictures in her photograph album. Will also put construction pictures in his album, along with the canceled check that paid for it - $10,000.
     Immediately before one of his trips to Jefferson City, Will bought a new car. He had gotten no license plates for it as yet.

They had been applied for, but Will didn't wait around to pick them up. He drove on to Jefferson City without them.
     He was in Jefferson City before some policeman finally stopped him and prepared to ticket him (or whatever was done in those days) for driving a car without an auto license.
     But Will was not to be deterred by any mere policeman. "I've come all the way from Kansas," Will told him, "to see the prettiest girl in your town. Now you're not going to stop me from doing that, are you?"
     The policeman waved him on, telling him to get those license plates before he drove anywhere else.
     Mr. Hagens, a junior executive of the International Shoe Company, and Ozie's current boyfriend, upon hearing this story, got a piece of cardboard, wrote "License Applied For" on it, and stuck it onto Will's car. Will got safely back to Kansas and got his license plates.
     Flora Stoerker was gradually giving in to this man, despite herself. But it took a long time. It would be a courtship of about eight years before there was a wedding. Most men would have given up long before then.
As time went on Flora Stoerker found herself occasionally taking trips to Kansas, even though her brother was no longer pastor there. She was always welcomed and treated royally by Will's sister Louise, who ran the farm house. The farm house, now long completed, was a beautiful thing. There are pictures of how Louise had it furnished.
     On one of Flora's visits to Kansas, around 1926 I suppose, standing outside looking at the house, Will slipped a ring on Flora's finger. There were still many misgivings on Flora's part, but she did not take the ring off. She accepted it.
     But once back in Jefferson City, doubts really assailed her. She went to work that Monday trying to hide her left hand, afraid somebody would see the ring. Of course, they saw it anyway. The office girls, especially Ozie, who worked there too, all knew Will by then, and they were overjoyed about it. Flora's doubts finally became resolved.
     It was Will's intention that Louise keep living there at the farm house. After all, this was her home too. But Louise would have none of that. If Will married Flora, she would find a place of her own. That became academic, however. Louise came down with appendicitis, the appendix burst, and Louise did not survive the emergency surgery.


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     There would be no great rush to a wedding, nor would it be a big wedding. In fact, there wouldn't even be any announcement of it in Eudora for a while afterward. Flora would go back to work at the Jefferson City office for a week or two to get things squared away there before coming on to Kansas.
     The wedding itself would take place in Booneville, Missouri, in the parsonage of the church there. That was then the home of Fred and Hilda Stoerker, the witting or unwitting matchmakers of it all. Flora's sister, Alma, may have been there too.
     The Rev Conrad Frederick Stoerker and his wife Wilhelmina would also be there, coming from St. Charles, Missouri, where they lived in retirement. They were the bride's parents. The Rev Conrad Frederick Stoerker would perform the ceremony for his daughter. It was May 24, 1927.
     For some reason Rev Stoerker listed Flora's address as St. Charles when he filled out the marriage certificate, even though Flora had then lived in Jefferson City for some fifteen years.
     Shortly thereafter, on June 13, 1927, Rev Conrad Frederick Stoerker would collapse in his bathroom. It was an aneurysm which would take his life within minutes.
     So, as it turned out, the uniting in marriage of my parents was my grandfather's last wedding.

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     I had always thought the farm house had been built later in the mid-Twenties, but Dad's canceled check for the house is dated August 2, 1919. If Dad did indeed build the house for my mother, as he always said he did, then he had remarkable confidence very early on - like within weeks of meeting her.

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     I don't know how serious Ozie Bruce and Mr. Hagans were, but their relationship ended abruptly when Mr. Hagans got drunk one night and woke up the next morning to find himself married to the woman lying next to him. Mr. Hagans made no effort to get out of the marriage. I don't know if or for how long the marriage lasted. I have only the vaguest memory of Mr. Hagans when he was at the farm once when I was very small.

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     The old Eudora parsonage in which the Fred Stoerkers lived was not torn down when the new one was built. It was sold and moved to what became Highway 10. It was still there when I was a boy. It had been sold again and had become a beer hall.


( in 1919.)9

     Photo of Hilda Stoerker. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#172.)8

Hilda Stoerker


     Photo of Hilda, Fred, and C. Frederick Stoerker. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130.)

Hilda, Fred, and C. Frederick Stoerker
Hilda, Fred, and C. Frederick Stoerker


     Photo of Hilda Stoerker, Flora Stoerker, Will Altenbernd, Wilhelmine Stoerker, Alma Stoerker
on ground: Frederick and Eleanor Stoerker. Unknown who is being held. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130.)

Hilda Stoerker, Flora Stoerker, Will Altenbernd, Wilhelmine Stoerker, Alma Stoerker
on ground: Frederick and Eleanor Stoerker
unknown who is being held


     Photo of Hilda Stoerker, Flora Stoerker, Will Altenbernd, Wilhelmine Stoerker, Alma Stoerker
On Ground -- Frederick and Eleanor Stoerker circa 27 May 1927. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#172.)8

Hilda Stoerker, Flora Stoerker, Will Altenbernd, Wilhelmine Stoerker, Alma Stoerker
On Ground -- Frederick and Eleanor Stoerker


     Photo of Hilda Stoerker. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130.)

Hilda Stoerker

ME by John Altenbernd

Typewriter Fever


     Uncle Fred Stoerker and Aunt Hilda had moved from Booneville, Missouri in 1936 to St. Joseph, Miissouri, where Uncle Fred became pastor of Zion Church there.
     That took some getting used to for me. Aunt Hilda, in writing us cards and letters, had always signed them, "The Booneville Folks (as a little kid I always thought that was Boomville.) That was about the first thing I thought of when they moved, and "The St. Joe Folks" just didn't sound right. (I don't recall that Aunt Hilda ever used that term in writing to us from St. Joe. Maybe she thought it didn't sound right either.) Anyway, since they were so much closer to us we saw them more often.
     I remember once when we were there a year or so after their move I discovered a typewriter in Uncle Fred's Study (upstairs in his home). I was fascinated by typewriters at that age, and I asked Uncle Fred if I could type on it - saying that I wanted to write a letter. (Eight-year-old kids, of course, never willingly write letters.) Uncle Fred laughed, got out some paper and put a sheet in the typewriter for me.
     "Now, Dear Miss Who?" he asked.
     I just grinned, rather embarrassed at such a question.
     But that was about the last anyone saw of me. I spent the rest of the afternoon there using the typewriter, just typing words and sentences by hunting and pecking. As soon as supper was over I went back up to the study until my folks were ready to go home.
     That early love of typewriters didn't last however. Nowadays I regard a typewriter simply as a necessary evil. I find it much easier to write in longhand. The only trouble with that is people have difficulty reading it. In more recent years a Christmas letter to the David Kruegers prompted a response from my niece, Wendy. "It was nice to get a letter from Uncle John," she said. "Too bad we can't read it."
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A couple of years later Dad got me a used Corona portable typewriter for Christmas.


( St Joseph, Missouri, USA, circa 1936.)10
     Hildagarde E Stoerker, residing at 814 Faraon, St Joseph, Missouri, was listed as the person who would always know the address of on his WWII draft registration card.11
     They resided at 814 Faraon, St Joseph, Buchanan County, Missouri, USA, on 27 April 1942.11

     Photo of Julia Stoerker, Flora and John Altenbernd, Hilda Stoerker. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130.)

Julia Stoerker, Flora and John Altenbernd, Hilda Stoerker


     Photo of Flora and John Altenbernd and Hilda Stoerker. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#172.)

Flora and John Altenbernd and Hilda Stoerker


     Photo of Fred and Hilda Stoerker. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#172.)8

Fred and Hilda Stoerker


     Photo. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130). Eleanor Stoerker, Flora Altenbernd, Hilda Stoerker, John Altenbernd, ?,?, Mildred and C.F. Stoerker.

Eleanor Stoerker, Flora Altenbernd, Hilda Stoerker, John Altenbernd, ?,?, Mildred and C.F. Stoerker

ME by John Altenbernd

Ordination Day


Ordination Day was a day to be approached with some degree of fear and trembling as well as with joy and anticipation. It marked the end of a lot of things as well as marking a beginning.
I was 25 years old. I had been in school ever since I was 6, and that had been a long time. There would now be no more of that. While school carries with it a great deal of responsibility, it is still a kind of sheltered responsibility. From here on I would be on my own. Instead of being a student under somebody, I would be the head man.
The farm house in Kansas would no longer be my home. And I did love that place. I had neither the desire nor the natural talent and knowledge to be a farmer, but I did love being there and working on it. There's a great difference between working on a farm and having the know-how to run it. My genes were primarily from the Stoerker family rather than from the Altenbernds, and I was smart enough to know that early on. Any attempt at farming as a living would have been doomed to disaster. I hated leaving the farm, but I've never had regrets for having done so.
I had already accepted the dual pastorate of St. John's and Bethany Churches in Berger, Missouri, so I knew where I was going. July 11 would be my first Sunday there. I had been serving there as student supply during the last few months at Eden, so I had some knowledge of the place and of the people. And although it was a farming community, as was the Kaw Valley of Kansas, it was a vastly different world. Around Lawrence and Eudora things and people were as much urban as rural, not at all the usual stereotype of country people. Berger, particularly around Bethany Church, was very definitely and exclusively rural. I wasn't at all sure I would like Berger, but I had to start somewhere. So this too was on my mind that day.
June 27 was a Sunday. The Ordination service would be that evening at St. Paul's Church in Eudora. Uncle Adolph Stoerker and Aunt Marie, with their daughter Joanne (now Kleuter), were there at the farm house from Aurora, Illinois, where he was pastor. Uncle Adolph was on vacation, and they were visiting my mother. Also there was Rev. Myron Ross, a friend from Eden (black) who had been ordained a year earlier. He was not yet married.
Uncle Fred Stoerker, pastor of Zion Church in St. Joseph, Missouri, and Aunt Hilda would come in that afternoon. He was to

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be the ordaining pastor. They would be bringing with them his student assistant for the summer, Lorenz ("Ike") Eichenlaub, another old friend from Eden who would be ordained two years later.
Rev. Karl Baur and his wife, Betty, would come from Kansas City in time for the service. Karl Baur had been pastor at Eudora during my teen years, and I had dated his daughter, Joan, who was now married and would not be with them.
Dr. Harold Barr, Dean of the School of Religion at Kansas University, was to be the preacher at the service. He only had to come from Lawrence so he would go directly to the church.
Rev. James McAllister, my roommate my Senior year at Eden, was also scheduled to be there but couldn't make it. He was a Methodist, and he was transferred to Roodhouse, Illinois, from Payson, Illinois, that week. So he was busy moving.
All the ministers mentioned above would participate in the Ordination service, along with Rev. Joseph Polster who was pastor in Eudora at the time. Rev. Polster was a half-educated, boorish, obnoxious man for whom I had little use, but as pastor of the church he could not simply be left out and ignored.
We went to church that morning as usual. It wasn't long before it became obvious that this was going to be a very hot day - and it would remain hot into the evening.
There was a lot of picture taking that afternoon. St. Paul's Church had given me a pulpit robe (Not the one I now have. That one long since wore out), and there was a lot of posing in it for the benefit of other people's cameras, I would wear the robe that evening at the service.
My mother continued with preparations for a reception at the house after the service that evening. With a large front porch and a large lawn on a summer evening, space was no problem.
The service was splendid. Dr. Barr was at his preaching best. Rev. Polster behaved himself. I was afraid he might decide to say "a. few words" somewhere along the line (something he could do with embarrassing frequency, and when he did so it usually was a display of ignorance).
When the time came for my formal Ordination, Uncle Fred called me forth and I stood before him. Uncle Fred was flanked by Uncle Adolph, Rev. Baur, Rev. Ross, Rev. Barr, and Rev. Polster. Uncle Fred asked me, and I accepted, the vows of service to God and to the Church. I then knelt for the laying


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on of hands. Uncle Fred's hand was on my head, and the hands of the others were on top of his. Uncle Fred then pronounced the words of Ordination.
I then rose and accepted the hand of fellowship and collegiality from each of the ordained pastors before me. I was one of them now. I said a few words of appreciation to them and to the assembled congregation, pronounced the benediction (my first official act as an ordained pastor), and the service ended.
     I was very moved by it all, a highlight of my life.
The church was nearly full. St. Paul's congregation had turned out in force for me, only the second son of the congregation ever to be ordained. (Rev. Carl Schmidt was the other one a good many years earlier.) Other friends and relatives were there too. Among them was a surprise - Rev. Theodore Hauck from Higginsville, Missouri, who had baptized me years before when he was pastor of St. Paul's. He had arrived a little late, and we didn't know he was there or we would have asked him to participate in the Ordination.
A good many of them were at the house afterward for the reception, including Uncle Carl Altenbernd and Aunt Mattie, cousins of mine - Homer and Charlotte Altenbernd, Herb and Peggy Altenbernd, Helen and Al Wichman, Irene and John Vogel, and Frieda and Arthur Heck. There was also my father's hired hand when I was a boy, Oscar Russell. He was an old man by then, and I hadn't seen him in years.
     I wished my father had lived long enough to have been there.
There was only one negative note in the whole thing. Connie Peters had said she would drive down for the Ordination. I was expecting her. But she neither showed nor called. That hurt a bit.


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I was the second son of St. Paul's Church to enter the ministry. Carl Schmidt, brother of Ralph Schmidt, had been ordained in 1930.


( at St Paul's Church, Eudora, Douglas County, Kansas, USA, on 27 June 1955.)12

     Photo. Original photo in the possession of Sue Myers (#130). Julia and Fred Stoerker, Flora Altenbernd, Hilda Stoerker.

Julia and Fred Stoerker, Flora Altenbernd, Hilda Stoerker

ME by John Altenbernd

Zebra


     A zebra is what television's George Jefferson calls the child of a mixed marriage.
     The Rev. Myron Ross, a friend from seminary days, had served a brief pastorate at a black church in St. Louis after ordination, and then had gone to Japan as a missionary. While there, Myron met and married a fellow missionary, a white woman from Wisconsin.
     I had heard that the Ross's were due back in St. Louis on furlough, staying at the missionary apartments on the Eden seminary campus. One day, while driving, I saw Myron walking down the sidewalk. I pulled to the curb as soon as I could and got out and talked to him. He was a father, he said. He and his wife had a little girl a few months old.
     We got together on a date, and Myron and his wife came over to our house one evening. This was the first time Sue had met Myron, and the first time either of us had met Mrs. Ross. They had the baby girl with them. That was the only time we got together while Myron was on leave.
     Some time thereafter my cousin Fred Stoerker was in town with his mother, my Aunt Hilda. They stopped by to see me.
     I mentioned that I had seen the Ross's. Aunt Hilda knew Myron, having met him when he participated in my ordination service in 1954. She had heard about his marriage to a white woman, and of the baby. Aunt Hilda had mixed and uncertain feelings about that sort of thing.
     Aunt Hilda asked me if they had the baby with them. I said they did.
     "Is the baby dark?" Aunt Hilda asked.
     "I guess that depends upon which side you start from," I told her.
     Fred burst out laughing. "That's great, John," he said, "just great!" Aunt Hilda seemed a bit flustered.
     It was several years before I saw the Ross's again. By then the girl was five or six years old. She had blue-gray eyes and a kind of olive-colored skin. She was beautiful.


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     Photo of Hilda Stoerker circa 1975. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#172.)8

Hilda Stoerker -- Mid 1970s


     Photo of C. Fred and Hilda Stoerker circa 1975. Original photo in the possession of Sheila Altenbernd (#172.)8

C. Fred and Hilda Stoerker -- Mid 1970s

     She resided in Brooklyn, Kings County, New York, USA, in January 1981.3
     Hildagarde died on 24 June 1981 in Belleville, St Clair County, Illinois, USA, at age 92.14,4,15 She was buried after 24 June 1981 Memorial Park Cemetery, Good Shepherd & Acacia Sec B & C, Lawrence, Douglas County, Kansas, USA, at.4 Other sources indicate Hildagarde E Becker died in January 1981 at age 91.3
Last Edited=7 June 2022

Children of Hildagarde E Becker and Frederick Stoerker

Citations

  1. [S7] SSDI, unknown file number, Social Security Death Index (SSDI), unknown series (n.p.: Ancestry) . Hereinafter cited as SSDI.
  2. [S803] Sebastian, Arkansas. Unknown series ; Fred Stoerker (#61), October 9, 1912; unknown repository, unknown repository address . Hereafter cited as Marriage License.
  3. [S1239] Hildegarde Stoerker (#114), unknown file number, Ancestry SSDI, U.S., Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014 (Provo, Utah, USA: Ancestry, May 14, 2016) (Document Source Number: 00114-1981-01-00-01). Hereinafter cited as SSDI.
  4. [S1546] Unknown author Complete Tombstone Census of Douglas County Kansas, II Page: 49. (Douglas County, Kansas: Douglas County Genealogical Society, 1989) (Document Source Number: 00061-1989-00-00-01). Hereinafter cited as Complete Tombstone Census.
  5. [S75] Marion Adolph Stoerker unknown date.
  6. [S316] "Stoerker (#61), Frderick -- WWI Draft Registration"; www.Ancestry.com; unknown repository address. Hereinafter cited as "WWI Draft Registration."
  7. [S157] Sheila Sue Altenbernd unknown date.
  8. [S25] John Stoerker Altenbernd unknown date.
  9. [S1422] John Stoerker Altenbernd,"The Great Courtship" in ME; Page(s) 33-36; Published:.
  10. [S1361] John Stoerker Altenbernd,"Typewriter Fever" in ME; Page(s) 124.5; Published:.
  11. [S1286] "WWII Draft Registration", 00061-1942-04-27-01; FOLD3; CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS, 1300 West Traverse Parkway, Lehi, Utah, USA. Hereinafter cited as "WWII Draft Registration."
  12. [S1410] John Stoerker Altenbernd,"Ordination Day" in ME; Page(s) 609-611; Published:.
  13. [S1362] John Stoerker Altenbernd,"Zebra" in ME; Page(s) 807; Published: (Document Source Number: 00114-c1960-00-00-01).
  14. [S189] Arthur Theodore Tiedemann unknown date.
  15. [S1645] John Klueter (#193) May 23, 2022 (Document Source Number: 00193-2022-05-23-01).