Frederick Guy PAHALY 

*1 Feb 1878 - †4 Apr 1968


a) Couple Marks Sixty Years
by Marcella

The horse and carriage was still an accepted mode of transportation when Florence
Vodden and Fredrick G. Pahaly were married 60 years ago today. This was the
manner in which they rode to Esmond to board a train for their honeymoon trip.
Their's was a high noon ceremony, the popular time for wedding that year. fashion
decreed either either high noon or 4 o'clock in the afternoon most ofthe services were
preformed just as their's in the home. Florence wore a dove color grey gown with a
high collar and white satin trim. The sleeves came to points at the wrists, a favorite
fashion detail of the modern costume. And the wedding picture is typical tintype of
the times, the bride standing while Mr. Pahaly is seated. Dinner was served to 100
guest immediately after the ceremony.
The train form Esmond took the couple to St. Charles where they bought tickets for
a street car to Aurora. From there a train brought them to Minika. Southren Illinois
was a lengthy trip in those days. After being gone about two weeks, they arrived
home to set out promptly for Chicago to buy furnishing for their farmhome. The
courtship for Fred and Florence had been over a four-year period, during which time
he had been employed on the Vodden farm. It was only a few months after his
arrival at their home that he singled out the winsome eldest daughterfrom the girls in
the family. There were eight children in all, four brothers aided in the work on the 320
acres of land.
An eight day mantel clock on a dining room shelf chimes on the half-hour and the
hour. A wedding gift from Mrs. Pahaly's brother, it has witnessed thegrowth of the
family. Three girls, and a boy were born, Fern, Maude, Vivian, and Elwin. In 1928
they moved to their present home at 311 North Street in Dekalb. Up tothis time, Mr
Pahaly farmed mostly near Esmond and some near Malta. He did carpenter work for
11 years was fire man janitor at Ellwood School. At one time he was aguard at
California Packing Plant, at another was with the Sanitary District. During the war he
helped make Tank tracks in a Dekalb factory.
Fern married Nick Hamoutz and Vivian became the bride of Sherman Dunkelberger,
both in the gown Mrs. Pahaly wore for her wedding. Maude was married to Herman
DeMaar. There are four grandchildren, Bruce Pahaly, Larry Dunkelberger, and Wayne
and Curtis De Maar
Three of the Pahaly children are living, Vivian and Elwin in Dekalb, and Maude in
Wheaton. They were present for the anniversary celebration which tookplace Sunday
at the First Methodist Church.
Mr Pahaly will be 84 years old Feb 1; his bride of yesteryear is 81. Their activities
include gardening and taking care of their home. If you take them by surprise at the
season's change, you might find them on a ladder changing screens forstorm
windows. Mr Pahaly says he can't bend so well anymore, so when he finishes
plowing the garden, Mrs Pahaly puts in the seeds. They do all the laundry and
cleaning and keep four girls, students at Northern Illinois University, during the
school year. She no longer cans 80 quarts of meats and 300 quarts of fruit and
vegetables as she did on the farm. freezing has taken the place of canning for most
foods, she says, but she still cans enough for table use.
Yesterday Mr. and Mrs. Pahaly greeted guests from Melrose Park, Forest Park,
Marengo, Elburn, Maple Park, Crystal Lake, Esmond, Hinckley, Malta, and Dekalb at
the reception. their Daughters and Son and their families were the hosts. A buffet
table, centered with a tiered cake, was decorated in blue and white
The severe snow storm of Sunday wasn't typical of their wedding day which was
mild nearly like spring. Mrs Pahaly wore a rose and carnation corsageand Mr Pahaly
had a carnation Boutonniere. When they were married it was uncommon to have
flowers even for the bride.
Mrs Larry Dunkelberger of Melrose Park poured punch and Mrs. Charles White of
Forest Park and Adolph Bremer of Marengo poured coffee. Curtis De Maar took
care of the guest book.

(Note-- passed on to me by Sally Dunkelberger)