Individual Details

HSO, 1 Mar 1962, p6
Ulrich Theodore Krattley, 72, McKinley, died suddenly at Cumberland Memorial hospital Feb. 11 from a coronary condition. Funeral services were Friday, Feb. 16, in Cumberland, the Rev. Arvid Morey officiating. Interment was in Lakeside cemetery.
He was born in Hudson, Sept. 28, 1889, the son of Mr. and Mrs. John Krattley. He farmed at New Richmond for 13 years before coming to Cumberland. On Sept. 13, 1933, he married Mae Olson and they farmed east of Cumberland until 14 years ago when they moved to a farm near Shell Lake. Two years ago they retired to their present home in McKinley. They had no children but Mr. Krattley is the step-father of Mrs. William Talbot of Cumberland.
He was a veteran of World War I, having been wounded in action in France, and was a member of the American Legion which will conduct graveside services.
He is survived by his wife; three brothers, George of Hudson, and Joseph and Gabian of Minneapolis.



A great grandson (???) of Ted's, David Knutson of Ashland, recalls spending a lot of his childhood summers and weekends at Ted's farm in Shell Lake.

Thoughts of Ted Krattley
by David Knutson
I feel lucky. I knew Ted Krattley. When I was three years old, my mother went to St. Paul to be a"special duty" nurse for my cousin. I was sent to stay with Mae(Goggy) and Ted Krattley at their farm in Shell Lake. A bond formed that lasteduntil his death in 1962, and her death in 1963.
Ted was a smallman--standing five feet six and one half inches tall. But, according to Goggy,he had "shoulders like a bull" (this is the result of a brawl at theBawshaw Tavern). He had stringy gray hair, which he grudgingly let Goggy cut,from time-to-time, with a pair of hand-operated clippers, while he satstraddling a chair in the kitchen -- grimacing all the while!
Ted liked me -- accordingto him, more than any of the other great-grandchildren he'd been"blessed" with. When people commented on how chubby I was, Tedcountered with: "It never hurt a young critter to have a little flesh onhis bones." He bought me a flannel shirt and bib overalls, gave me my ownmilk stool, and taught me how to milk a cow. He also insisted that I get rightup and start again when the cow kicked me across the gutter and up against thewall! Ted taught me to drive a tractor -- sitting in his lap. He also helped mebuild barns and fences, out of clothes pin, on the living room floor in the evening.
Ted had Guernsey cows,and let me name one -- I choose "Cinnamon." The cow became my pet, ifone can have a "pet" cow. Ted would ignore it when I gave her extrafeed, and would help me up on her so I could ride home when we went to get thecows from the pasture for milking -- he'd chuckle all the while!
Ted poured his coffeeinto his saucer to drink it, took a nap in "his" chair after lunch,and chewed "Rite Cut" tobacco. He once gave me a "chew,"which I promptly swallowed -- it didn't stay down long! Ted taught me how todefend myself from the mean rooster, always crunched up his corn flakes beforeputting milk on then (a habit I quickly mimicked), and usually ate his dessertbefore the rest of the meal -- "That way if I die, I've got the best parteaten." I wasn't allowed to do that -- Goggy did have her say!
When Ted burped, Goggywould challenge with: "Ted, what do say!" Delighting me, andirritating her, Ted always responded with: "Nearly throwed up." Inever dared try that one! In my mind, I can hear him muttering as he clankedaround, starting a fire in the living room stove on a cold winter morning. Healways called to me (snuggled under a warm quilt in the bedroom, just off theliving room): "Stay put 'tll it gets warm." I didn't always obey, ofcourse, because I wanted to be with Ted, even if it meant being cold.
Ted loved to fish. Hespent many hours on McKenzie Creek, either with Goggy, or with my father,fishing for trout. I know that a big reason they moved to McKinley afterselling the farm, was so that Ted could have a boat on Grenquist Lake. The boatwas only a three-seated, flat-bottomed, row-boat, but Ted's best times inMcKinley were spent out on that lake. He'd take me with him sometimes, but Ididn't have his patience. If the fish weren't biting here and now, I wanted togo to shore! Ted always obliged.
Ted also had another boat-- his "little red boat." It was a special boat, designed, I'm sure,for young children. While ordinary boats operated in the water, this boat wentthrough the air -- faster than even airplanes or rockets (I don't think we hadjets then!). Unfortunately, it seems the boat wasn't quite finished. Ted wouldalways promise: "When I get my little red boat finished, I’ll fly down tosee you, and we'll go for a ride." I don't think I ever quite waiting forhim to show up!
I'm sure Ted had no ideathat anyone would remember these things almost forty years later. He just didthem because that was who he was. But, I do feel lucky! I knew Ted Krattley!

Birth	28 Sep 1889	Hudson, St. Croix County, Wisconsin
Description	5 Jun 1917	Medium height, Medium build, Light brown eyes, Brown hair, Not bald, Not disabled - Town of Hudson, St. Croix County, Wisconsin
Military	From 19 Sep 1917 to 7 Jun 1919	Pvt 341 Inf Co D (86 Div),
Marriage	15 Sep 1933	Mae Mary Wilson
Description	27 Apr 1942	White, 5' 6", 140 lb., Brown eyes, Gray hair, Ruddy complexion, Scar on left wrist & upper lip - Cumberland, Barron County, Wisconsin
Death	11 Feb 1962	Cumberland, Wisconsin
Burial	16 Feb 1962	Cumberland, Wisconsin, Lakeside cemetery

Spouse

Mae Mary Wilson (1881 - 1963)

Father	John Nicolaus (Kratli) Krattley (1848 - 1910)
Mother	Margaretha Gartmann ( - 1932)
Sibling	John C. Krattley (1868 - )
Sibling	Mary Krattley (1869 - 1886)
Sibling	August Christian "Chris" Krattley (1871 - 1939)
Sibling	Martina Krattley (1876 - 1947)
Sibling	William Krattley (1878 - 1947)
Sibling	Joseph Casper Krattley (1880 - 1891)
Sibling	George Krattley (1886 - )
Sibling	Franklin Nicholas Kratley (1884 - 1948)
Sibling	Fabian Sabbastine Krattley (1886 - 1962)
Sibling	Mary Krattley (1887 - 1932)
Sibling	Joseph J. Krattley (1891 - 1965)