Eduard August Herman Schreiber was born in Eikel, Germany. At the age of
     14 his uncle, William Karge, sent for him and his sister, Anna, to help
     on his farm near Alva.
       When he was older, he worked for various farmers in the Hardtner vicinity.
     He made his home with Ora Griffin and went to the Crown Point school to 
     learn to speak English. I graduated from the 8th grade from same.
       Minnie Griffin insisted he correspond with her friend, Katie Wendel. After
     a mail romance, he went to Warsaw, Missouri, and married Katie. They lived 
     in the Alva, Hardtner, and Kiowa vicinity. Their children were Edna, William
     (Bill), and Alma. The family attended the Gerlane church.
       Growing up for his family were happy days, although the Depression made
     it a struggle. The entire hamily helped with gardening, canning, butchering,
     milking, etc.
       There were three children. Edna married Leonard Carey. Edna operates her
     own beauty shop in Kiowa. They have one daughter, Linda. She married Merle
     Crow. Edna has three precious granddaughters. William (Bill) lost his life
     in World War II, August 6, 1944 in St. Lo, France. Alma married Raymond
     Palmer and lives in Wichita. They have two loving sons, Denny and Ron.
     Denny has two children. At this writig Ron is unmarried.
       Eduard died in Kiowa in 1947 and is resting by  his wife, Katie. The loss
     of our dear Mother, Dad, and brother was sad, but I am so grateful for the
     memories of childhood and loving protective parents, Ed and Katie. Life goes
     on.
       Writing this brings back happy memoris and some not so happy. Fun times
     were picking sand plums, then wading in the Medicine River or Mule Creek,
     going on picnics in the gypsum hills, going to rodeos, going to some pasture
     to play baseball or watch a parachute jump. Often the neighbors gathered
     for a covered dish dinner and later danced. Young and old danced for hours.
       One time when the Medicine River flooded out of its banks, we watched cows
     and calves floating down struggling to reach dry land. The water receded
     leaving hundreds of fish trapped on the bank. We spent hours throwing them
     back in the river.
       I enjoyed walking barefoot on freshly plowed ground, tending hundreds of
     baby chicks, straddling a calf and letting it suck my fingers to teach it
     how to drink from a bucket.
       Some things not enjoyable were washing on a scrub board, sticking my hand
     in a hen's nest and grabbing a snake, or walking from school and being chased
     by a bull.
       The seasons came and left. There was something enjoyable about each one;
     but never the fond memories of our parents, Ed and Katie, will ever leave.
                
     Source:Chosen Land - Barber County, Kansas, pg. 404 
     Submitted by: Alma Schreiber Palmer