LITTLESTOWN - Key Persons

Angie Oaster

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Member of the Overview Committee

John and Mary Baughman were the Parents of Uriah J. M Baughman Uriah was the father of Emory Emory is the father of Anna C. Baughman Uriah J. M had a brother David B. Baughman David B. Baughman is the father of Lloyd Granville Baughman Lloyd G. Baughman is the father of Maurice Baughman Maurice is the father of Robert Baughman Robert Baughman is my father Anna M. Baughman

Ben Messinger

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Member of the Overview Committee

Brenda Bucher

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Co - Chair
Member of the Overview Committee

Bruce Jakum

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Member of the Overview Committee

Clifton Bittle

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Member of the Overview Committee

Clinton Bittle

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Member of the Overview Committee

Dave Lentner

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Member of the Overview Committee

Dave Lentzner

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Co - Chair of the Fund - Raising Committee

Dave Oaster

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Member of the Overview Committee

David Baughman

David Baughman is buried at Barts Cemetary. Along with his wife Catharine. Here is Davids Obituary. David Baughman is the father of Lloyd G. Baughman who is the father of Maurice Baughman who is the father of Robert Baughman who was my father. I am Anna Baughman Also at Barts Church is John Baughman and his wife Mary. I do believe that these two are the father of David Baughman. See the attached articles.

David Eskildsen

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Member of the Overview Committee
Chief Kellar

Dean R. Shorb

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Agent

Don Lindsey

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Member of the Overview Committee

Dr. J. Brian Eby

I was born December 18, 1896, in the Old Eby homestead, by a grist mill on a branch of Alloways Creek three miles northwest of town. Grist milling was tough in those days and approaching extinction. My mother before marriage was jennie V. Shorb. My first recollections of the town of my birth come from summer vacations of 1906 through 1909. Grandma Eby (Mary Greenholt Eby) 120 Lumber Street, was my hostess. It was a modest little home. In front, by the curb, stood a pole supporting an oil burning lantern and the nightly visit of the lamp lighter was an intriguing ritual to watch. He would place his ladder, climb, fill the oil container, polish the globe, and light the wick. It was surprising how the widely spaced lanterns separated the sidewalks from the street in the dark of the night. On Saturday afternoons and Sunday I would usually dress up and visit my bachelor uncle, John Shorb, on West King Street, and he would take me for a horse (Harry) and Buggy ride out to his farm several miles northeast of of town, operated by "Louie" Weaver. His first automobile was not acquired until about 1914; it was an Allen Car. Another uncle Dr. Basil J. Shorb, died in 1894 in a street car accident in Baltimore.