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Stoughton Historical Society
Stoughton, WI - U.S.A.
Project Memories: Preserving History

Project Memories is a dedicated effort to preserve first hand accounts of the past for future generations.

This is a volunteer effort sponsored by the Stoughton WI Historical Society and primarily the result of the dedicated work of Kathy Thode and her husband George.

Local senior residents are interviewed about their childhood, youth and teen years in or around Stoughton. These personal accounts provide an invaluable insight into a history few books expound upon. Though admittedly biased by personal perspective, these narrations also express the individual feelings and temperament of the moment.

Documented with both pen & paper, and tape recorder, the story formats are blended together into a cohesive historical accounting as they are transcribed into a computer record.
Before finalizing, the person originally interviewed has the opportunity to review, edit and augment their story. Once finalized, a copy is provided to the originator and two copies are kept in the Stoughton Museum’s permanent files.

Video interviews are also being added to the collection. These videos are shown periodically on the Stoughton Channel 12 local cable network and may, in the future, be incorporated into the museum’s display.

Over the past several years there have been over 50 audio interviews plus a half dozen video conversations. A number of accounts have also been contributed by persons now living in other parts of the country who were once Stoughton residents

The long range plan is to compile a booklet, or book, to permanently preserve these accounts and make them available to the public at large.

Anyone interested contributing their notes or being interviewed can contact: George and Kathy Thode, 873-9851 or send your memories to: 1124 Hwy 51 and 138, Stoughton, WI 53589.

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"At about age four, I ran away with my niece! I put her on the wagon and took off. I was one year older than she was and I must have been mad at someone. We walked down by the cemetery (Riverside). I was terrified of the metal bridge by the dam but I was going across it when they caught up with us." — F.L.
"There was a miniature golf course on West Main Street between the old Maloof house and where Larry Wene had a little Standard service station. This area is now 301 W. Main. The course was a real nice one with brick walks and little streams."— B.S.
 "One time I got caught skipping school for the afternoon. I spent two weeks helping the janitor sweep out the high school after school. We called it ‘two weeks on the broom’. Sadly, the high school has been torn down."— B.S.
 "A story about police Chief Cliff Kriedeman. He was a huge man who dished out fair and fitting punishment. ‘Our son and friends went out one Halloween and came back right away. The Chief had caught them throwing eggs, so every Saturday, they went to the dump and threw stones from one side to the other and then went over and picked them up again, and threw them back to the other side. They did his every Saturday for a month."— H.A.
"We butchered our chickens after they quit laying eggs at the end of summer. We were able to store eggs for quite a while. We got an earthen jar, put the eggs in and covered them with a solution that looked like liquid starch. We put a cover over the jar so the eggs didn’t float to the top. My job was to dip my hands in that slime and get out eggs for breakfast."— C.H.
 "Sol Wigsmoen and Earl Heron were self appointed ‘town constables’. Some prankster would tell them that traffic was getting snarled so they would go out in the street and grandly direct traffic until an officer came along."— unk
"The kids forgot to take the rice out of the package and threw the whole package at us. My mother bought the best wedding cake in town – it cost $2.50."— J.E
 "We was married in my folk’s front room. His mother cried so hard that his sister said ‘shut up ma’. (1942)"— H.E