Some Family History

This will probably only be of interest to our family but here it is anyway. I was talking to my dad on the phone and he got to talking about old times growing up and events that happened so I thought I would try to write them down before I completely forget again. The picture above is of my Grandfather Hugh (Hugo) William Frohbieter. He had one older brother Ben and then after his mom died his dad got remarried to her younger sister and had more children. (I can't remember how many.) He and his oldest brother were always best of friends. When he met my grandmother he was working in Denver on the railroad as a mail sorter. Dad called it "casing" the mail and he would ride the train from Denver to SLC and back casing the mail along the way for each destination. Grandma was working in the hospital in Denver then too. Dad seemed a bit unsure as to when they were married in the sequence of events but anyway soon afterwards Grandma was contacted by "old Doc Jeffrey" in Rawlins. It seems that he had a special patient at the time and needed a nurse who had specialized training for this patient. (Details are missing on what those needs were.) Grandma then moved to Rawlins and Grandpa really enjoyed it there. He liked the small town and the access to hunting and fishing so they moved there and Grandpa got the job of delivering the mail in town there. Dad said he never remembers him complaining about it. He might come in and say, "Well, it sure is cold out there today," or something similiar but not really any real complaints. Think about living in a place where there is a lot of snow, even more wind and walking with the mail to every porch or mailbox in town. They did not have the little cars we see now. He would fill up his mail bag, and it had to have been heavy, deliver that mail and then pick up the next batch at some check station. (Sounded like these were scattered around town.) Dad was in the Army when his dad got sick with Lou Gehrig's disease. Grandpa was at a hospital in Evanston, Indiana and the family all stayed with Grandpa's half sister Elsie and her husband Everett. Dad came in to see him and said that he could not talk or swallow, but his mind was very sharp and Grandpa could write notes to him. He didn't live much beyond that. Dad would have only been in his 20's when Grandpa died.