Bathroom Mini-Renovation

Putting in white hex tile in my little downstairs bathroom. When I popped the metal threshold off, I couldn’t resist a peek underneath. After all, there might have been the same type of tile that I’m installing! Instead I found this darling linoleum with embossed daisies. After a quick search, the most similar that I see online is made by Kentile. It seems that under that is more of the hardwood that was installed during the 1930-40s renovations.
I guess I’m just adding my own layer of history to this floor.


Janet (Lockerbie) Weaver Biography

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Goshen Historical Society Newsletter November-December 2003

Life Member Profile
Janet Lockerbie Weaver
   Janet Lockerbie was born July 5, 1914 in Goshen. As a child she lived on Emerson Street and North Second Street where her next door playmate was Everett Holderman. She was one of 141 seniors to graduate from Goshen High School in 1934. She attended Goshen College. Janet had worked in the office of her father John Lockerbie’s business, Standard Plating Works, on Second Street, from high school days. (This property was demolished for the construction of the county office building.) She continued working there after her marriage to another Goshenite, Frank Weaver. They purchased a home and lived on Jefferson Street for over 60 years.
   After the birth of her son, John, Janet’s interests included Home Ed Club, and serving in various capacities at the First Presbyterian Church. She sang in the church choir for many years. The family also owned a summer cottage on Lake Wawasee for over thirty years. Many enjoyable summers were spent swimming, fishing, sailing and eating at Foo and Faye’s. One childhood memory that Janet recalls children today probably wouldn’t believe was sledding down North Main Street in the winter. Janet states that the street was closed to all traffic A really good run was to reach the railroad track! Another memory was that every household took their trash to what is now Shanklin Park because it was the city dump. When it became a city park, it was named for Goshen High School teacher, Merle Shanklin.
   Janet enjoyed traveling to Presbyterian mission stations in foreign countries. Two of the most impressive historical sites she visited were the Great Wall in China, and the Taj Mahal in India. 
   Janet has donated to the historical society many old photos and various memorabilia from Standard Plating Works, including photos of the Goshen Greys baseball team. She feels it is important to preserve the past.
   Janet’s favorite historical society programs have been Karl Gates antiques appraisals. She is also thankful that the GHS has preserved the photographs of many of the beautiful old homes of Goshen which have been demolished.


A History of 212 East Jefferson Street


Fred O M Hascall, bkpr J H Lesh & Co, res 212 e Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

1886 Sanborn Fire Insurance Map
This is a two story frame (yellow) dwelling. The back portion of the house is single story. The ‘x’ indicates shingle roofing, while the hollow circle shows a slate or tar roof. This is notable as it would imply the location of the kitchen, which holds true with what we were told by the previous owner of this house.
You can see that there’s no porch at this time, but there is the addition of one in later maps. The rectangular protrusion on the right side of the house is a bay window, which I’ve seen on many of the houses in town with a similar architecture to mine.
Since these maps are artistic renditions of the house used for fire and insurance purposes, the measurements of the house are not exact and vary somewhat from year to year.
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Hascall Frederic O.M. bookkeeper, r 212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

1892 Sanborn Fire Insurance Map
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1896 Sanborn Fire Insurance Map
Here you see the addition of the porch to the front of the house.
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Whitcomb G H, con L S & M S Ry, res 212 e Jefferson; 1897 Goshen City Directory and Cook Book

Peter Conrad, age 60; daughter, Bertha, age 25. 1900 United States Federal Census Place: Elkhart, Elkhart, Indiana; Roll: 369; Page: 7B;Enumeration District: 0022; FHL microfilm: 1240369 Description: Goshen City, Ward 4

1901 Sanborn Fire Insurance Map
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1905 Sanborn Fire Insurance Map
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John (Doretta R.) Winter; Goshen City Directory

John (Doretta R.) Winter; Goshen City Directory

John (Doretta R.) Winter prop Goshen Eyelet Co h 212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

John (Doretta R.) Winter prop Goshen Eyelet Co h 212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

1910 Sanborn Fire Insurance Map
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John (Doretta R.) Winter, prop Goshen Eyelet Co. h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory


1917 Sanborn Fire Insurance Map
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WINTER, John, age 56; wife, Doretta, age 50; son, William, age 14; Year: 1920; Census Place: Goshen Ward 4, Elkhart, Indiana; Roll: T625_431; Page: 5B; Enumeration District:18; Image: 781

LOCKERBIE, John, age 49; wife, Violet, age 46; dau, Janet, age 15; son, Richard, age 10;
Year: 1930; Census Place: Goshen, Elkhart, Indiana; Roll: 585; Page: 11A; Enumeration District: 0030; Image:315.0; FHL microfilm: 2340320

Lockerbie John r 212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

Lockerbie, John r 212 E Jefferson; January Goshen City Directory
Lockerbie, Walter (Clara A) plater h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory
Gordon, Jas C r212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

Lockerbie, Walter r 212 E Jefferson; JUL Goshen City Directory
Janet married Frank Marchand Weaver Dec. 23, 1934, in Goshen.

WEAVER, Frank 212 E Jefferson; JAN Goshen City Directory
WEAVER, Frank 212 E Jefferson; JUL Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank (Jeanette) 1  emp. Standard Plating Wks; Goshen City Directory
212½ LEEDY wm D; Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank (Jeanette) 212 E Jefferson; JAN Goshen City Directory
Weaver Frank 212 E Jefferson; JUL Goshen City Directory


Weaver, Frank Marchand  age 26 R 212
              Janet (wife)          age 26
              John  (son)           age 3

Bowser, Colin                    age 22 R 212½
              Virginia (wife)     age 19
Year: 1940; Census Place: Goshen, Elkhart, Indiana; Roll: T627_1041; Page: 2A; Enumeration District: 20-41

Weaver Frank M (Janet; 1) formn Standard Plating Wks h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory
Myers Carrie (wid Sol F) h212½ E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory
Lockerbie Richd C student r212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank r212; JAN, JUL, Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank r212; APR Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank r212; JUL Goshen City Directory

Weaver Janet Mrs ofc sec Standard Plating Wks r212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory
Weaver Frank r212; NOV Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank r212; Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank M (Janet) h212; Goshen City Directory

Weaver A Janet Mrs ofc sec Standard Plating wks r212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory
Weaver Frank M (Janet L) ship clk Standard Plating h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

Lockerbie Jas C (Minnie) pres Abrasive Recoating Corp h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

Kimble John B (Mary L) with Abrasive Recoating h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory
Lockerbie John C r212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

Frank M (Janet) production mgr Standard Plating Wks h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory
John L studt r212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank M (Janet) plant supt Standard Plating Wks h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

Weaver Frank M (Janet) plant supt h212 E Jefferson; Goshen City Directory

13JUN Quit Claim Deed, Parties: LOCKERBIE John, Grantor; LOCKERBIE Bertha, Grantor; LOCKERBIE Nola Mae, Grantor; WEAVER Janet LOCKERBIE, Grantee
Elkhart County Land Records

House sold by Janet Lockerbie WEAVER to Anthony AKENS
Elkhart County Land Records

Up Next, the Nitty Gritty

Screen Shot 2015-07-31 at 12.46.53 PM   I spend a lot of time looking at the census for Goshen. So much so that names I’ve never researched are familiar to me – some I can even predict when they’re coming up on the next page. Eventually I will know everything about everyone who ever lived in Goshen. That’s an achievable goal, right?

Okay, in all seriousness, I’d be content to meet my first goal, which is a history of my block. While it’s personal to me (and therefore interesting), I also like that it’s a micro-community. The experience that I have had – or perhaps ‘created’ – on this block has brought me to think about how the neighbors here might have interacted in past generations. Though I have to admit that we are probably on the extreme end of the “friendly neighbor” spectrum, as it’s hard to imagine they would have shared nightly meals together.

Doing research in a linear, rule-oriented fashion can be difficult because it’s easy to get drawn into a story. Sometimes one character seems especially interesting and you find yourself knowing more about that one person than the person you set out to “know”. Trying to determine where relevant facts start and end is a question every researcher has to weigh out for themselves. But In the case of house histories, it’s easy enough to chunk a map into sections and start with yourself.
So I’ve come to find a certain method that is working well to meet my goals, those goals being mainly two things: To have an easily accessible resource on the history and residents of each house, and to know something about each of those residents. These should be two separate documents, as one is neat and tidy, and the other is subject to the whims of what I determine relevant.

And so I will begin, starting with my house, 212 East Jefferson Street. Each of these posts will be edited as I come across more information, because the simple fact is that this work is never “done”.


Scan    I’m lucky enough to have a home that appears in the background of several historic photos of Goshen, simply because of the 1903 high school building that casts its shadow over us. At one time a brick house stood in its place with an enormous corner lot all to itself. Imagine that.

When we were searching for houses on our very limited budget, the other options all paled in comparison. They were in questionable neighborhoods, were ridiculously tiny, and one house had counted the landing area at the top of the stairs as a bedroom (side note: just because you put a bed there does not make it a bedroom). And then of course, some of them seemed more on the practical side for starting a family, with fenced yards and such, but they were also newer houses that completely bored me.

The moment I walked through the doors here I felt a warmth and comfort; I’m sure it was in large part because I could see how the Weaver’s had made their home in this place for so many years. The dining table with the scorch mark, the Fiestaware in the corner cupboards. The photos on the walls, the table for two in the cozy kitchen. I remember Tony asking me which house I liked the best, and I hesitated thinking he would judge me for giving in to sentiment. It was such a relief when I gave him my answer and he immediately agreed on all points.

When I was a kid I lived in an older house for a period of about four years. It was the only old house I’d lived in and my mind took off with imagining the other families that might have lived there. I remember digging in the dirt and finding a piece of heavy iron that my dad said looked like an old piece of farm equipment. I determined that I would be an archeologist when I grew up.

Although that never happened, of course it follows that I’ve wanted to know everything about this house. I started out by pouring over the Goshen census line by line, and then looked in the city directories at the library. When I stumbled across the first postcard of the high school on Ebay and saw that our house was there in the background, I think I nearly died.
Our house had gingerbread.

When you’re doing historical research, details usually come together in a messy way. You line up the facts that you have and find yourself piecing together a story to fill in the gaps. How many times I have wished that I could walk around the corner in one of these postcards and get just a glimpse of what was beyond. I have this idea that my time travel stipulation would be that I could only be there for a matter of moments, and how I would happily sign an agreement of that nature.

What did the porch look like? What did the upstairs look like as an apartment? What was the placement of the interior walls before the Great Renovation? What was the original kitchen like? What about the back porch or the garage before it was the garage?

As it is, I’ll have to continue on my way of desperately seeking out every scrap of information I can get my hands on to make an outline of the lives lived here, and coloring in the empty spaces with my imagination.