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     Ella D. Kelso was born. She was the daughter of Charles Kelso and Honora Evans. Ella D. Kelso married Howard F. Ross in 1888.

     Richard Michael Keltsch was born on 1 September 1946 at Indianapolis, Marion Co., IN. He died on 23 March 2011 at Ft. Wayne, Allen Co., IN, at age 64.

     Carroll Kem was born on 31 October 1920 at Newcastle, Weston Co., WY. She was the daughter of James Preston Kem Jr. and Mary Elizabeth Carroll. Carroll Kem married Virginius Randolph Shackelford Jr., son of Virginius Randolph Shackelford and Peachy Gascoigne Lyne, on 7 August 1943 at Jackson Co., MO. Carroll Kem died on 22 December 2000 at Orange Co., VA, at age 80.

     James Preston Kem Jr. was born on 2 April 1890 at Macon, Macon Co., MO. He married Mary Elizabeth Carroll. Occupation: U.S. Senator from Missouri, 1946 - 1952. James Preston Kem Jr. died on 24 February 1965 at University of Virginia Hospital, Charlottesville, Albemarle Co., VA, at age 74

Obituary -- (Findagrave.com):

U.S. Senator. He attended Blees Military Academy, graduated from the University of Missouri in 1910, from Harvard Law School, in 1913, was admitted to the bar and commenced to practice law in Kansas City, Missouri. During World War I, he served overseas in the U.S. Army Infantry (1917-19). After the war, he resumed the practice law and was President of the Lawyers Association of Kansas City. In 1947, he was elected as a Republican to the U.S. Senate, serving until 1953. An unsuccessful for reelection, he resumed the practice of law in Washington, D.C. until in 1961. In retirement, he engaged in raising Angus cattle on his Virginia ranch until his death.

He was buried in February 1965 at Emmanuel Episcopal Church Cemetery, Middleburg, Loudoun Co., VA, Findagrave #8395688.

     Fannie Kemfring married Reuben Young.

     Raymond Kemmer was born on 14 July 1894. He married Olive Emily Vanatta, daughter of Charles O. Vanatta and Maude Sperry, on 29 December 1918.

     Isabelle H. Kemmerer was also known as "Belle". She was born in 1846. She married Charles Edwin Starr, son of John Starr and Sarah Lightfoot Parvin, in October 1873. Isabelle H. Kemmerer died in 1926.

     Alice J. Kemp was born on 31 March 1875 at Licking Co., OH.¹ She married Daniel E. Davis on 11 September 1890 at Licking Co., OH. Alice J. Kemp died on 31 March 1932 at Newark, Licking Co., OH, at age 57. She was buried in April 1932 at Cedar Hill Cemetery, Newark, Licking Co., OH, Findagrave #49728646.

     Ann Kemp married Francis Titus Antrim.

     Catharine Kemp married Johannes Gebhart, son of Johann George Philip Gebhart and Johanna Magdalena Lebo.¹ Catharine Kemp died on 14 April 1849 at Madison Twp., Butler Co., OH.

     Charles Samuel Kemp was born circa 1838 at St. Helena Par., LA.¹ He married T. Anne Dicken circa 1870.¹

     Daisy Bell Kemp was born on 16 March 1888 at Camp Point, Adams Co., IL. She married Harry Toss Downing on 3 September 1912 at Moline, Rock Island Co., IL. Daisy Bell Kemp died on 3 November 1973 at Lancaster, Los Angeles Co., CA, at age 85

Autobiography -- (Findagrave.com):

THEY CALL HER DAISY( 1888- 1973) written Abt. 1951
An autobiography, no less. Though this does not equal the Jolson Story in importance, it began about the same time or perhaps earlier. It is a story I've thought I'd like to do though never did I think so far ahead as to anticipate anyone asking for it. The story begins on an Illinois farm some sixty-three years ago. I had the usual set of parents, three brothers and a sister. I was second in line. Spent the first twenty years in helping with the other youngsters and in cooking and housework. I went to country school through eight grades high school one year. I always liked to read, write and spell, but still can't add, subtract or divide. Books were not too plentiful, but at twelve I had a paper back set of Dickens which I read many times. Reading aloud was always a favorite pastime for me until my upper plate begin to slip. Memory slipped here a little too. I did not stay on the farm twenty years, it was only seventeen. At that time I started working in the office of County Recorder. Was there Three years. Then I was to and from the farm for another three years. Married, moved to Des Moines, Iowa. Kept house ,buried one child, reared another. At my first PTA meeting I was inspired to become president of the organization , which I did two years later. Found the Public Library. Read much of the popular fiction at that time. Began an education which has been continual ever since. Because I was interested in my own son and other children I began with Blanton books on child psychology and followed Edwin(my son) in books through all the years of his boyhood. When Edwin was eleven his father died.

By that time I had taken courses in public speaking, parliamentary law , and various other subjects at night school and special courses. Worked for many years --beauty operator, saleswomen, teacher in beauty school. Once I cooked in a High School cafeteria so I could have my evenings and weekends at home with my boy. Got fired from that job, because the Supervisor thought it was too hard for me and that I was capable of better type of work. That I did not like, but I did get an easier job so I am grateful to her. I kept on reading popular fiction, such magazines as Red Book American, Cosmopolitan, Woman's Home Companion, Ladies Home Journal. I still read them. Like the Post too. And this shocks some, (or so they pretend) I have read a lot of the Confession mags. Still do now and then, wondering if I could turn out one .By the way, I used to be quite successful in answering the" lovelorn" letters that many of the confession magazines specialize in. I won many prizes with my answers a few years ago. Also while working I attended writing classes at Nite School. One was given by Thomas Duncan. He was not much of a teacher, tho inspiring and sincere in his efforts. I did not accomplish any great improvement in my writing at that time. Perhaps because I was quite interested in "25 words or less" and other types of commercial contests. Since 1936, I have won some thing over a thousand prizes in contests. No great prize - just the little fellows came my way . I have enjoyed them very much . Two $500 dollar prizes were the largest I ever managed. I paused here to look at some of my night school credits. They are for over a period from 1930-1941. The 1940 card is signed TOM DUNCAN. Along about this time I sold a number of articles, fillers and things like jokes, recipes, bright sayings to newspapers. I wrote (tried) some fiction, but nothing good enough to sell. Most of it went to my son in the Navy. He encouraged me by saying the boys liked to read it, and that they wanted me to keep sending it so of course I did. I guess anything from home pleased them. In 1942 I went to Detroit and got involved with a tiny two weeks old nephew. His mother was not strong , and was mentally depressed, so my writing got lost in my efforts to be of service to the mother and babe. I spent six years at that. Then, because it has always been my lot to look after the sick ones in my family. I took on the care of my sister for the last three months of her life. I could write a book about cancer, but I won't. That was too much for me. I had to give up nursing. While doing all this other stuff I had also studied Unity, Christian Science and the Bible. When I came to California, three and a half years ago, I dropped right into Religious Science. Started more study. An Introductory Course, Major Course, Leadership Course. I'll enclose a list of my studies in a final work. Some really good lecturers in that. Recreation? Night school and study had been my fun. From that I drop to babies and small children . I love to baby sit. I can look in a baby's eyes and see the whole of life. I can (thank goodness) play with them . My babies call me Grandma Daisy . My nephew once advised me,"If you can't keep up with me, get up on the back of the tricycle and ride. That would have been a picture. Just one of the things that I think is fun. I have many many women friends. All of them twenty or thrifty years younger than myself. They humor me by letting me "preach" which I love. When he was gowning up, my son often assured me that he wished I would get another congregation other than just him. He must have thought me an old meany. Radio programs. Bob Hope , Bing Crosby. Lux Radio Theater. Sports Announcers and Baseball games come as near to making me mad as anything can. I turn'em off quick. I like to hear the King of England speak, and I once heard Charles M Schwab talk. I could swoon when I hear that perfect diction that seems so far beyond me. I am susceptible to voices. I pause here to wonder if you are still reading. You asked for it, and my hair is down. Usually people want to tell me their troubles. Come to think of it, I believe this is the first time in ten or twelve years that I have really let my words come through and fall where they may. Have I stumbled on something. Is that why I am not selling the simple little things that I used to? All this study should have led to greater things, instead of which, I have not been selling at all. No articles, no fillers, just a sprinkle of small prizes about ten in April & May. In night school this past winter I have turned in some articles that two instructors told me should sell, but they haven't. They (the teachers) offered no criticism. Just told me where to send them .While very young I read several books by Thackaray and some Robt. Burns poetry. In fact quite a lot of poetry by the older poets. I am very romantic still and I want my movies to be big love stuff or else give great laff. I like superman in the movies. Its is so utterly impossible that it fascinates me. I skipped comic strips from the time my son was eight until I started reading them to my little nephew. Since I left him in Michigan. I don't have to read'em. You ask about my favorite characters. Maybe I've outgrown the hero worshiping stage, by that I mean gotten so old that I don't care enough about things that I should. I admire Joe Louis & Hattie McDaniels because I think colored people have had about twice or three times as much to overcome in order to attain success as a white person. I admire Mary Baker Eddy and many others who have pioneered in their particular fields, they bore the brunt of the burden that the way might be lightened for those who came after them. I am particular sympathetic towards our pioneer mothers. Those women who bore their babies in the wilderness where they would have to endure every hardship and danger. If Ron Hubbard had stopped to consider that Abe Lincoln, Boone and those other men who paved the road to America, could not possibly have been wanted by their mother, perhaps he would not have written Dianetics. What mother could want to bring a new life into such perilous existence. There I go preaching again. I like Kelland, Mabel Seeley (mystery writer). I like Troward Norman Vincent Peale, Glenn Clark and other metaphysical and spiritual writers. I like Winchell and baritone singers. I think it would be nice if woman's place were really in the home but how are you gonna keep them there. I don't like liquor, even in a story I think I'd rather not have to write about it. In real life I'd rather offer a person an asp than a drink. I air my house after anyone smokes in it . No I don't criticize them. I stand by my belief that life is a matter of choice, and if one chooses to smoke or drink, it is none of my business, but I also stand by my right to not like the odor of stole cigarettes if I choose. I don't voice this to a guest but I am afraid I'd like her better if she did not smoke. Liquor is another thing, I simply would not have it in my home. Old fogy, that's me. Of course I liked, Of Human Bondage, some of Sinclair Lewis, some of Steinbeck, some of Hemingway. I think the best story I ever read was Angela 'St John's Magdalen 49, in May 49, Cosmopolitan. Do not care much about her other stuff. My ambition since I was a little girl had been to write something of emotional and inspirational appeal that would be beautiful and enduring something to be remembered . Big idea for little me . I don't think I ever put this into words for anyone else to see or spoke it aloud for anyone to hear before. My son has even greater ambition for me than I have had for myself. He thinks I'd be a wonderful radio or screen mother. My daughter in law professes to be disappointed that radio and TV haven't claimed me .Sweet of them, but one look in the mirror shows me how wrong they are. Now that I have been dissecting my life for three pages, I am realizing that am no equipped to write fiction. How could I write about men when I don't know anything about them. My life has been with women and children. Even in the heyday of my youth and questionable beauty, men did not care for me.. I have never played cards, danced or even been to a party where there were men for thirty years or more. I can count on one hand the men I know well enough to speak to on the street .Looks to me like I'd have to stick to article writing. The dream men I'd write about would not be convincing to the fiction reader. I am prone to idealize my friends and family. To me they are all good, beautiful, true. I have never for many years. Since I was old enough to think at all, believed that any person ever did anything that he or she, thought was wrong or sinful. I do believe with all my heart that the Hitler's, the Mickey Cohen's, the Al Caponess think that what they do is right for them to do. They are so firmly convinced that it is the only right way for them, that they defy conventions and do that which they have to do. Maybe I don't make myself clear, to put it simply I believe everyone is good, in his own way, as he understands good. I won't burden you with anymore of this. It is disjointed and rambling, but just to try to put sixty three years into four pages. There you have it. If you feel that you don't care to take on this job of teaching that is good too. I have come to a great serenity and agreement with most of life. I refuse to become angry, hurt or confused too much. Of course there are so many things that my hit or miss education has not taught me, that perhaps I do not even have the vocabulary or ability to put my words together well enough to become a writer. I know that you will tell me about that. My living depends on my own efforts and a few sales that would be a great help. As well as satisfying an ambition. This is awful. To have put all this stuff on paper. I think that it would be very kind of you to return it, after you have looked at it. Perhaps three years from now I can use it as a spring board for writing that real biography of a farm girl loose in the big wide world.

She was buried in November 1973 at Hebron Cemetery, Golden, Adams Co., IL, Findagrave #32973634.

     Elizabeth Kemp married Adam Getzendanner, son of Christian Getzendanner and Catharine Brunner.¹

     Isabella I. Kemp was born circa 1879 at Tehama Co. (probably), CA.¹ She was the daughter of William H. Kemp and Margaret Ann Windle.¹

     Margaret Joan Kemp was born on 19 January 1930 at Garden City, Finney Co., KS. She married Leo James Kirk in 1950. Margaret Joan Kemp died on 22 October 2020 at age 90.

     Mary Elizabeth Kemp was born in March 1876 at Texas.¹ She was the daughter of Charles Samuel Kemp and T. Anne Dicken.² Mary Elizabeth Kemp married George W. Davis, son of David J. Davis and Sarah F. Wiggins, circa 1892.¹

     Rebecca A. Kemp was born circa 1877 at Tehama Co. (probably), CA.¹ She was the daughter of William H. Kemp and Margaret Ann Windle.¹

     Sarah Rachel Kemp was also known as "Sally". She was born in January 1879 at Milam Co. (probaby), TX.^2,1 She was the daughter of Charles Samuel Kemp and T. Anne Dicken.² Sarah Rachel Kemp married John H. Davis, son of David J. Davis and Sarah F. Wiggins, circa 1894 at Belton, Bell Co., TX, or about 1896 per the 1910 census.^1,3

     William H. Kemp was born in 1833 at Ohio.¹ He married Margaret Ann Windle, daughter of William Windle and Mary Kretsinger, on 2 April 1874 at Ogle Co., IL.

     Zail Hinman Kemp Jr. was born on 27 September 1922 at Wheeling, Ohio Co., WV. He was the son of Zail Hinman Kemp Sr. and Gaynell James. Zail Hinman Kemp Jr. married Dorothy Dellinger, daughter of Fred Charles Dellinger and Cora Elizabeth Windle, on 22 May 1949 at Franklin Co., OH. Zail Hinman Kemp Jr. died on 30 April 2007 at Maricopa Co. (probably), AZ, at age 84 per SSDI, last residence Scottsdale.

     Zail Hinman Kemp Sr. was born on 19 November 1892 at Zanesville, Muskingum Co., OH, WW II draft registration. He began military service on 26 May 1918 WW I service, U.S. Army, enlisted, discharged 30 SEP 1919. He married Gaynell James on 23 August 1919 at Athens Co., OH. Zail Hinman Kemp Sr. died on 7 February 1986 at Columbus, Franklin Co., OH, at age 93. He was buried in February 1986 at Sunset Cemetery, Galloway, Franklin Co., OH, Findagrave #170473718.

     Zola Kemp married Alva Davis.

     Katharine Kempel married John L. Wetenkamp.

     Alexander Efton Kemper was born on 28 March 1873 at New Bloomfield, Callaway Co., MO. He married Annie Jane Young. Alexander Efton Kemper died on 5 May 1955 at Springfield, Greene Co., MO, at age 82. He was buried in May 1955 at Greenlawn Memorial Gardens, Springfield, Greene Co., MO, Find A Grave Memorial# 82378514.

     Anna Kemper married Joseph Timmermier.

     Anna Juliana Kemper was born on 30 December 1708 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany. She was the daughter of Johann Georg Kemper and Anna Margaretha Waffenschmidt. Anna Juliana Kemper married Johannes Brombach, son of Christoffel Brombach and Maria Elisabeth Helman, on 8 April 1733 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany. Anna Juliana Kemper emigrated in 1750; As a widow emigrated with permission, bringing her four children to America. She died after 1760 at Virginia.

     Note: Anna Margaretha Kemper was the aunt of John Kemper, the 1714 Virginia immigrant. Anna Margaretha Kemper was born in September 1658 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany. She was the daughter of Johannes Kemper and Anna Loew. Anna Margaretha Kemper was christened on 19 September 1658 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany. She married Johannes Brombach, son of Jost Brombach and Catharina Klein, on 30 November 1682 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany. Anna Margaretha Kemper died on 13 September 1733 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany.

     Anna Margaretha Kemper was born on 20 January 1702/3 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany. She was the daughter of Johann Georg Kemper and Agnes Kleb. Anna Margaretha Kemper married Thomas Curth on 1 October 1729 at Krombach, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany.

     Balthasar Kemper was born on 5 August 1657 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany. He was the son of Johannes Kemper and Anna Loew. Balthasar Kemper died on 12 August 1657 at Muesen, Nassau-Siegen (now in Nordrhein-Westfalen), Germany.

     Catherina Kemper was born on 15 July 1720 at Germanna Colony, Orange Co. (now), VA. She was the daughter of Johannes Kemper and Anna Catherina Otterbach. Catherina Kemper married John Smith circa 1740 at Fauquier Co., VA. Catherina Kemper died circa 1802 at Fauquier Co., VA.