Foller, or Faller, or Fowler, is really Faller with an umlauted a.
They came from Baden Baden, Germany.
Jeff Krans investigated there some when he was stationed in Germany in the army.
I found an Ethel Krans who died in Carmel, Indiana in the Social Security Death Benefits Index, 1937-1998. That's where the birth date, death date, and SS# come from. Those aren't confirmed.
From Karen Olsen:
Yes, your mom's and my grandmother was a wonderful pianist. She and George both taught music in Buffalo. George was a church organist and also played for some other groups -- ”don't know anything about these. Grandma's older sister Jessie was also a fantastic pianist...Grandma always thought her
sister was the better musician, and my mother thinks she was probably a little jealous of her.
From Barbara Krans Jenkins:
Yes, it was that flu that did G'pa Lowry in. I believe dad ws 4 when he died. G'ma married G'pa krans then, who had just also lost his own wife to the same flu. They all four had been friends. Since helen and dad were so young, she changed the name and in so doing alienated the Lowry clan, unfortunately.
From Helen Olsen:
Grandma K was very anti-Lowry too. She detested Aunt Lou (who was my own blood relative).
Mother was the baby in her family, born when her mother was over 40 years old. We often wondered if she was "spoiled". I don't think, in later years - we hever got straight stories from her. She would put a few "dreams" in. Apparently she was bright - but had extreme eye problems - so that until somebody discovered she needed glasses of extreme astigmatism - she had difficulty. I guess she wore glasses nearly all her life - but was a pretty young girl in spite of that.
Pat Congdon:
Ethel Mabel. Barb's not sure. I can confirm. [Roger] said Grandma Krans was their favorite aunt because she made good pies. She made good pumpking pie and mince pie .. boys remember that. She also made "bump pudding" (tapioca, Uncle Paul's name for it). The last Christmas was sad. Pat went there on Christmas Day. She hadn't realized how goofy she had become. No preperations. Then Pat called my mom to tell her her mother was no longer able to function. They also liked banging on her piano; she was the next best thing to a grandmother. (Their own grandmother must have died.)