Historic newspaper collections sometimes help bring to life
the ancestors we puzzle over. For a specific—though limited—time frame in Fort Wayne, that has
certainly been the case for our Stevens and Kelly families.
Remember all those reports I found on John Kelly Stevens,
the jocular Fort Wayne
policeman who happened to be my husband’s great grandfather? Just from his work
in the downtown area coupled with his easy-going, talkative nature, there was
enough newspaper coverage of his daily escapades for me to get a good idea of
what the man was like.
If you think the stack of news reports for John Kelly
Stevens was helpful, consider his (possible) relative, Richard Kelly, who for a
time served not only as sergeant—as John Kelly Stevens had—but also as police
captain. Yesterday, I considered that very thought: all three hundred six
examples of it. If being a beat cop in Fort
Wayne merited journalistic attention, being an
administrator in the city Police Department meant being in a glass fish bowl of
editorial inspection.
Richard Kelly—youngest son of Timothy and Ellen Kelly—was not
always a police officer. Like John Kelly Stevens, he started out in one
of Fort Wayne’s
well known centers of employment: the railroads. Perhaps because his father was
foreman at the “Pennsylvania
shop,” it wasn’t hard for young Richard to gain employment there. By the time
of the 1900 census, as a young married man, Richard reported his work to be brakeman
for the railroad.
Sometime before the 1910 census, Richard was awarded his
position as patrolman with the Fort
Wayne police force. While I couldn’t pinpoint the date
of his employment, we’ve already seen mentions of Richard’s work as patrolman
from June of 1907.
Who can explain what seemed to be a meteoric rise to the top
for Richard? The earliest reports don’t seem to be included in the newspaper
collections I’ve scanned. But somehow, by early 1908, he began to see signs of
favor from above. The Fort Wayne Weekly
Sentinel reported on March 11, 1908, that the Board of Safety had just the
past week appointed Patrolman Richard Kelly as Captain of Police.
Don’t be too impressed, though. Remember, this is Fort Wayne. It all,
apparently, came crashing down upon the next election. It must have been a
rocky road in the interim between the November election and the change of
regime that next January. Upon the election of Republican Jesse Grice, The Fort Wayne Journal-Gazette mused on November
24, 1909,
It is understood that Police Captain Richard Kelly will retain his present position under the new administration, although nothing official has been given out…
Apparently, the mayor’s office had no such intention, as the
Fort Wayne Daily News subsequently noted
on January 3, 1910. The Fort Wayne Weekly
Sentinel affirmed on January 5: Richard Kelly was “reduced from captain to
sergeant.”
Just as fast as the fall can follow the reinstatement. That,
indeed, was what happened in Richard’s case. Upon the return of Democrat William
Hosey to office at the end of Grice’s term, The
Fort Wayne Journal-Gazette noted,
Richard Kelly last night resumed his position as Captain of Police after four years of service as sergeant.
Who knows what impact the next mayor—a Republican again—had on
Richard’s law enforcement career. At some point, news reports began to refer to
him as “Police Clerk” rather than as Captain, and that is what was entered for
his occupation in both the 1920 and the 1930 census records. While the 1940 census listed the more generic “policeman” for occupation, I can hardly believe
that for the now-sixty-eight year old widower living in his son-in-law’s
household; he was probably still serving, though, as police clerk.
Through that nearly lifelong span of work in law
enforcement, Richard Kelly received his fair share of mentions in the local
news. Whether for surprise night raids on gambling rings, for attempted rescue
of victims of drowning, train wrecks, or gruesome work injuries, or for testimony
in court proceedings, his name featured prominently. As a representative of the
police department, he was sued for damages by local business owners, accused of
corruption—even saw his wife accused
by criminals—sent to recover escaped suspects who were being extradited back to
his county’s jurisdiction. He spent his fair share of time in parades as well,
and represented his local chapter as a delegate to the national convention of
the Fraternal Order of Police.
Somehow, after those years of service, he was transformed
from the man Richard Kelly, to the public figure Richard Kelly. News reports
morphed to mention him in unofficial capacities—his brother’s and stepmother’s
obituaries, for instance, mentioning Captain
Richard Kelly as surviving relative. Richard Kelly’s vacations, sick days,
trips out of town, family illnesses, and even his young daughter’s birthday
party became news because they were Captain
Kelly’s trips, illnesses or celebrations.
Thankfully, that status even spun off a benefit for me as
Kelly family researcher—I found reports of his trips to Toledo to see about his one surviving aunt in
her last days.
What surviving
aunt?
If it weren’t for the fact that it was Captain Kelly’s aunt, there probably would never have been any
newspaper mention of her at all. Since it did rise above the level of “blip” on
my radar, it set me off on another chase: to find out just who this one surviving aunt might be.
Not to be impartial or anything, I fervently hoped it would
be a Kelly aunt and not a sister of
Richard’s stepmother. I certainly had yet to uncover any link to the prior generation of the Kelly family. This was my hope to make that connection.
Wow that was many mentions! I can't help but think back on those newsy items in the paper . It was real local flavor. We are missing that now a days:)
ReplyDeleteJust think. Maybe someday people will be researching us and need to head to Facebook so they can get all the real news on our lives...
DeleteThose early newspaper "bits" are like facebook status now... I wonder what the fascination is with "keeping track of folks and their whereabouts"??
ReplyDeleteLately, I've had this theory that people have an innate desire to seek out a "town square" that facilitates interpersonal connection. We keep searching from place to place--dumping MySpace for Facebook when MySpace got too glitzy, leaving Facebook for the next best thing when Facebook got too manipulative and commercialized. All we want is a place to hang out and chat with friends, a place where it's safe to meet new people who are interested in the same stuff we are.
DeleteIn my book, it's all about making connections. There's no hiding it: we are all social beings to one extent or another.
And, as genealogy researchers, we're glad that was our ancestors' tendencies, too!