Barbara Miller Warner lived with her daughter and son-in-law, Mary and Joseph Frantz Rinke, on their farm on Sherwood near 10 Mile Road. Barabara lived in a separate small house on the property. When the Joseph Rinke home was destroyed by fire in 1898, Barbara, in trying to help put out the fire, burned her hands and feet. She then spent her remaining years in the home of her daughter, Barbara Warner DeGrandchamp, on 10 Mile near Ryan Road.
Barbara suffered a slight stroke that left her with no sense of feeling in her left arm, a month or so later she died from a heart attack.
Helena Rinke Metter recalls her grandmother Barbara, telling her the story of childhood in Strassburg, saying that one time when she was a little girl, she took a slice of bread and put it in a cup that was under the spigot of a wine barrel to catch the drippings. She notice that the bread soaked every drop of wine that had been in the cup, . . . so she thought that if the bread could absorb that much wine . . . then she could too . . . she then laughed merrily as she recalled the disasterous, tipsy results.
Barbara Miller Warner lived with her daughter and son-in-law, Mary and Joseph Frantz Rinke, on their farm on Sherwood near 10 Mile Road. Barabara lived in a separate small house on the property. When the Joseph Rinke home was destroyed by fire in 1898, Barbara, in trying to help put out the fire, burned her hands and feet. She then spent her remaining years in the home of her daughter, Barbara Warner DeGrandchamp, on 10 Mile near Ryan Road.
Barbara suffered a slight stroke that left her with no sense of feeling in her left arm, a month or so later she died from a heart attack.
Helena Rinke Metter recalls her grandmother Barbara, telling her the story of childhood in Strassburg, saying that one time when she was a little girl, she took a slice of bread and put it in a cup that was under the spigot of a wine barrel to catch the drippings. She notice that the bread soaked every drop of wine that had been in the cup, . . . so she thought that if the bread could absorb that much wine . . . then she could too . . . she then laughed merrily as she recalled the disasterous, tipsy results.
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