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Introducing George Thomas Applegate

Introduction Page – George Thomas Applegate

Every family has those steady, familiar presences — the kind of people who anchor a family’s story without demanding the spotlight. For our family, George Thomas Applegate was one of them.

Born in Crothersville, Indiana, in 1899, George grew up in a time when the pace of life was measured in work shifts, neighborhood news, and the changing seasons. His life carried him through early factory work, decades at Allison, and the shifting rhythms of a city that was always growing around him.

George was no stranger to life’s twists — from stepfathers to wartime draft registrations, from divorce to late-in-life marriages — yet he met each chapter with a kind of quiet perseverance. He remained rooted in Indianapolis, building a life that blended hard work, community, and family ties.

If you knew George — whether you worked alongside him, saw him at church, or shared a seat at his kitchen table — we’d love for you to add your stories here. It’s these personal memories that bring his history to life far better than census records and draft cards ever could.


📝 Share Your Memories
Use the comment box below to tell us about George — his laugh, his habits, the advice he gave, the things that made him uniquely himself. Your stories will help keep his memory alive for future generations.

Want the full story?
Visit George Thomas Applegate’s Family Page to explore his complete life timeline, from his Crothersville childhood to his final years in Indianapolis.


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Introducing Charles Arthur Blake

Introduction: Charles Arthur Blake

“Custodian of the Quiet Years”
Son-in-Law of Jacob William Beyl Sr. | Husband, Father, Resilient Soul | 1879–1957

Not every name in the family record arrives through blood. Some are stitched in through time, tenderness, and the kind of steadfast love that doesn’t demand attention. Charles Arthur Blake was one of those souls—woven into the fabric of the Beyl legacy not by birth, but by bond.

Born in West Newton, Indiana, in the final quarter of the 19th century, Charles entered a world still shaking off the dust of war and stepping boldly into modernity. He grew up in a working-class home in Indianapolis, one of eight children. His early life was defined by movement—wagon driver, truck man, grocer—and yet what defined him most was his capacity to stay.

He married Mary Elizabeth Beyl on his 22nd birthday, beginning a chapter filled with both profound sorrow and quiet joy. Together, they bore children, buried one too soon, and built a life on hard work and hope. When Mary died young, Charles honored her memory with a life that kept going—steady, simple, and true. He remarried, raised his daughter, and worked into his seventies, even as the world around him reshaped itself again and again.

There were no parades for Charles Blake, no monuments carved in his honor. But for every record left behind—for every census, draft card, city listing, and death certificate—there is the mark of a man who carried the weight of love, labor, and loss with quiet grace.

👉 Read his full story on the Family Page

💬 Did you know Charles? Did your family cross paths with his milk route, his grocery counter, or his quiet acts of service?
If you have stories, photographs, or even a whispered memory passed down through generations, I invite you to share it in the comments below. These are the threads that keep history breathing.

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Introducing Margaret Louise Beyl

Margaret Louise Beyl Collins
Born: January 3, 1913 – Columbus, Indiana
Died: June 23, 1985 – Indianapolis, Indiana

Welcome to the memory space of Margaret Louise Beyl, the firstborn of Edward Beyl and Edna Applegate, a child of the early 20th century, and a woman who lived through eras of change with quiet resolve. Known to those around her as a devoted daughter, steadfast sister, hardworking saleslady, firefighter’s wife, and nurturing mother, Margaret’s story is stitched together in census records, clippings, and gravestones—but we know there’s always more between the lines.

This is the place for that “more.”

Maybe you remember Sunday dinners at her kitchen table. Maybe you’re holding on to a photo where her eyes twinkle just right. Maybe you’re a family historian, captivated by the grace of her generation. Whatever brings you here, we’re so glad you’ve come.

Do you have a story to share, a photo to upload, or a memory that refuses to fade? Scroll down and leave a comment. These quiet corners of the internet are how we keep the past alive and personal.

And if you haven’t yet, be sure to visit Margaret’s full family page here, where her journey from Columbus to Whiting to Indianapolis unfolds in detail.

We’re always adding, always listening.

With gratitude for your presence,
~Kris

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