Moore, Betty Schubring - Tigard in the 1950s - 06/05/1991 TJG&ZD .7N T'iC 1950'S
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EXPLORING TIGARD HISTORY
MAY/JUNE 1991
INSTRUCTOR - JOY COOPER
This Memorial Day, as almost all Memorial Days since our
marriage, my husband and I made the short journey to Crescent
Grove Cemetery with flowers to place on graves in loving mem-
ory of our parents and other relatives. Crescent Grove, which
is located on Greenburg Road near Washington Square, had its be-
ginning sometime before 1859 so you can imagine how many "old
time" Tigard family members are buried there.
As I wandered among the graves reading the markers - Zwiener,
Gaarde, Frewing, Hosking, Gilberts Moore, Schubring, Nedry to men-
tion only a few, my mind began to wander back in time. Could it
be so long ago that these very souls were the very ones who were
building the foundation for the city of Tigard as we know it today?
Or perhaps even more important, instilling in us as children the
importance of being responsible adults in a growing community?
Not only those who lie here, but also those whose names are en-
graved on head stones in the old, old cemetery just above 99w east
of Canterbury Square. This little hill was once called Quigly
Hill. Thousands of people must drive by there every day, never
realizing the history buried just a few feet above them on the
bank above the highway. The Evangelical Church was originally
associated with this cemetery and even now is more or less re-
sponsible for it. My maternal grandparents, Jacob and Barbara
Kurth as well as other relatives including the older members
of the Biederman family are also buried there. This supposidly
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is the oldest cemetery, followed by the Catholic Cemetery which
is located on Gaarde with the familiar names of O'Halloran,
Kessler, Twiss, Lenz and of course many others.
The precious memories bursting forth as I paused to reflect
on thege relatives and friends aroused many happy and sad emotions
within -- thankful for the happiness and warm feelings of growing
up in a small community where, as children, we felt safe and loved -
sadness in losing this closeness of such a community.
Fly personal memories -- growing up on what now is rain Street
with many friends. ( As I look back now I 'm amazed they put up with
me because I felt that section of town was my territory and they
had better follow my rules. Every new child who moved in was per-
sonally checked out by me) . The friends who are still around are
kind enough not to hold this against me. The great times we had
swimming and fishing for crawdads in Fanno Creek. All the kids
Playing hide-and-seek and kick-the-can on warm summer nights.
Cards and board games in the winter. Bonfires, sleeping out-of-
doors (with our baseball bats just in case ). Tin-can telephones
across the alley. On rare occasions watching a movie on the side
of the old feed store. Also roller skating there when it wasn 't
filled with straw. Wading through the ditch filled with crisp
maple leaves on our way to school. In the winter sledding on the
hill across from the school during our lunch hour. Most of all
waking in the morning knowing it would be another exciting day.
Even during the great depression we had good times. Ido one seemed
to have rfiore than their neighbor. We really didn ' t realize we
were poor. I do remember my father giving groceries to people
who had families and couldn ' t pay for the Dings they so des-
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perately needed and then how he worried about paying his own bills.
So it was in Tigard sixty-five or so years ago. I 'll be for-
ever grateful for those dear souls who established their roots in
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this beautiful valley and also grateful for the presence of friends
who are still here so that we can reminisce about the years gone
by. I 'm especially pleased that even now there are ',those who care
enough to preserve our heritage.
Written by--
Betty Schubring Ploore
June 5, 1991