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The Diaz Family

By Mary (Diaz) Murillo

The Diaz Family
Submitted by Mary (Diaz) Murillo

The Diaz family is proud to be a part of the history of Valley Junction, having lived in the area for a little over 100 years. Cruz and Gregoria Diaz came to Valley Junction from Aquas Calientes, Mexico. They resided in Hyde Park, located just west of Valley Junction and south of the railroad tracks. Many other families from Mexico also settled there to work on the Rock Island Railroad and raise their families.

The family eventually moved and purchased to a two-story home on the corner of Lincoln Street and South 4th Street. This became their home until the children grew up and moved out on their own.

Rasing a Family in Valley Junction

Cruz and Gregory had nine children, six boys; George, Nacio, Joe, Julie, Jess and Tony; three daughters, Mary, Maggie and Lupe. George (my father) attended Longfellow school, but being the oldest in the family, he left after finishing ninth grade to find a job and help his family financially.
George along with his two brothers; Nacio and Jess followed in their father’s footsteps and took a job working on the railroad. Joe and his brother Tony opened a barbershop on Vine between 4th and 5th Street and called it The Diaz Barber Shop. Julie went work for the Penn Dixie Cement Plant. Mary and Maggie stayed home to take care of their family and Lupe worked various jobs.
The children, who eventually married, continued living in Valley Junction raising their own families. All of their children attended Nellie Phenix grade school and went on to graduate from Valley High School, when it was located on 7th Street & Hillside Streets.

The families all resided in West Des Moines and stayed very close. Many times they would get together at each other’s homes for family fun and good food!
A few of the cousins continue to live in West Des Moines and stay in touch. They all have great memories of growing up in Valley Junction with all their uncles, aunts and cousins. They often share those memories with their children who will pass this history on to many more generations to come.

The Diaz family is proud to be a part of the history of Valley Junction, having lived in the area of a little over 100 years.

Hughes Family

Hughes Brown Family Legacy

James Hughes – Parents – Lorenzo Hughes & Elizabeth Perkins-Step-Father Johnny Perkins

Genovia Hughes – Parents – Willie Brown & Martha Warfield (Step-Mother Blanche Brown)

Family ties are very important to the Hughes family. James and Genovia followed their parents to West Des Moines. Willie Brown, when married to Blanche Brown, became an officer of the Labor Union that started in the 1930s. Johnnie Perkins, who married Elizabeth Perkins, worked for the City of West Des Moines Sanitation Department in the 1950’s. James and Genovia Hughes moved from Rich, Mississippi and arrived in West Des Moines, Iowa in 1946 moving into Genovia’s father, Willie Brown’s property at 103-11th Street. James and Genovia married in 1948 in West Des Moines, Iowa, and their new budding family included one son Lee Earl Hughes. To support their family and create roots in Iowa, James found employment with Lovejoy Construction from 1946-1966. Genovia was a housekeeper for E.T Meredith of Meredith Publishing Company and Mrs. Comfort from 1948 to 1988. Later the Hughes were blessed with more children James, Jr., Freddie Lee, Janie and JoAnn. The growing Hughes family moved to a larger home at 127-11th street where they were blessed with their last child Terry.

The Importance of Family Ties

The Hughes children focused on their careers, the community, and continued to grow the family. Lee followed in this dad’s footsteps in the construction business. Lee also had three children. Junior had one child and made a career in the meat packing plant. Freddie had a love of dance and could turn an event out. He was the family’s James Brown by wearing the same hair style, marcel waves and pompadour, and donning a cape. As Freddie performed for family and friends, his sisters were the background singers. When the tips came in, they twisted harder! He kept the family laughing. Freddie had one child. Janie made a career in insurance and accounting. Janie’s love of family manifested in her four children, adopting three children, and being a foster parent to numerous children for over 30 years. JoAnn had two children, and her career and volunteerism involved managing, coaching, and instructing people. Her volunteer work included Le Chic Fashion Ensemble co-director and instructor starting in 1989 at the Willike House, Miss Black Iowa and Miss Black Teen coach, Des Moines Gateway Dance Theater, and co-foundered with Terrance Martin and Mary Noel the Capital City Steppers Des Moines, IA estblished in 2011. The youngest sibling, Terry, coached community youth baseball teams, spent life in the field of insurance as an underwriter, and blessed the family with four children. In total there are 18 grandchildren and over 40 great and great-great grandchildren.

Charles Lamont Lovelady Trust Scholarship Fund In 2000 JoAnn’s son Charles Lovelady tragically died while in a chokehold of a bouncer. The Hughes family joined together to fight the use of chokeholds and leave a powerful legacy. The Charles Lamont Lovelady Trust Scholarship Fund was established in his honor and memory in the year 2000. The scholarship annually supports deserving students to continue their college education. Contributions from the community, corporations, and organizations of Des Moines and surrounding areas make it possible. Bouncer Bill requiring bouncer training to be required for a liquor license was proposed by the Hughes family with support from Concerned Citizens for Justice and (Rep.) Ako Abdul-Samad. Due to lack of funding the pilot for the bill ended.

Family ties are very important to the Hughes family. James and Genovia followed their parents to West Des Moines.

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Miller Family

Miller Family

Kennith Miller Story

Ken Miller, the middle child, was born in 1942 and lived and attained his education in West Des Moines: Phenix Elementary, Valley Junior High, and Valley High School. Ken graduated from Drake University with a Bachelor of Science in Education cum laude. He also attained a Master of Science in elementary and secondary administration. Ken was a teacher in elementary and middle schools and a high school Vice Principal.

Ken served his country in the U S Army as a warhead missile specialist and received an honorable discharge.

For 35 years Ken was active in athletics as a player, coach, and umpire in the softball league. He also officiated basketball games.

Ken Miller, the middle child, was born in 1942 and lived and attained his education in West Des Moines: Phenix Elementary, Valley Junior High, and Valley High School.

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The Rodish Family

They were hardy young men who came from the rocky mountainous region of Lika, Croatia. Their ancestors lived in Serbia as early as 700 years ago. In the 14th century, the Ottoman-Turks invaded Serbia driving many Serbs and the Radocaj family further and further from their homeland. Settling in Croatia, the family served as border guards and watchmen of sorts to stave off advancement of the Ottomans into Hungary and Austria. After the fall of the Ottoman Empire, the Austro-Hungarian Empire allowed the Serbs to settle in the lands they had protected. They were finally able to put away the ways of war. Centuries of upheaval and war left its’ mark on the people. They never forgot the lives lost in battle. To this day, they sing of the valor and the blood shed by so many Serbs over the centuries to secure freedom and the protection of their Serbian Orthodox faith from Islamic rule of the Ottoman-Turks.

The family set down permanent roots in the small village of Krcana located near the market town of Udbina in the region of Lika, Croatia (see map). They farmed a small plot of land. The soil was rocky, but yielded to the calloused hands of the Serb farmer. Jobs were scarce, so most young men had to labor hard in the fields to help their families raise food for the table and sheep for milk and cheese. When the sheep were sheared, the women spun the wool into yarn making clothing, rugs and other items for the home and for barter or sale. Living in the mountains, they had to be self sufficient. Their income and living conditions were meager, but their hearts were full. They shared what they had with each other and they celebrated the harvest and religious holidays with food, festivities, music and dance.

The Story of the Joe Rodish & Ray Rodish Families of Valley Junction

When word of growing immigration to America as a land of opportunity reached the village of Krcana, the Radocaj boys left the village. One by one, they made their way down the mountains to Germany, some likely to France where they found work to earn enough money for their passage to America. Ray departed the port of Le Havre, France to sail to America.

Joe left home first immigrating to America in 1904. He was married, but left his wife, Mary, behind to join him later in America. Ray immigrated in 1911 at the age of 17. Other brothers came for a short time, but returned to the family in Krcana.

Each of the brothers arrived through Ellis Island, New York. Joe first settled in Chicago where there were a large number of Serbian immigrants also working in the steel mills. He likely boarded with other Serbs until Mary arrived and they started their family. Census records later show them living in an immigrant neighborhood of South Chicago near the rail yards. Later they moved to the Earlham, IA area where there was work in the mines, a rock quarry and cement plant.

Ray joined brother Joe in Earlham, IA in 1911. Records show him working for a rock quarry. A few years later, Ray wished to marry and set about trying to find a Serbian bride. In 1914, he wrote to his brother, Arsa, back home and asked him to find a young Serbian woman willing to come to America to marry him. Arsa picked Duka Popovich, the prettiest girl in the area to ask. Duka remembered Ray and agreed to make the journey. Only 18 years old and speaking no English, Duka faced the hardship of sailing for 8 days alone in Steerage without privacy or any comforts. Arsa paid for Duka’s passage and gave her $25.00 for her needs at sea and transportation from New York to meet Ray. Duka landed in Ellis Island, New York and was placed on a train with a note pinned to her coat, “Destination – Earlham, Iowa.” Conductors along the way must have looked out for her and other immigrants on the train.

The train arrived, but Ray was getting cold feet. He didn’t remember Duka and he was nervous about whether he would really want to marry her. So, he sent Uncle Slim Radocaj (no relation) to the train station to pick her up and check her out. Slim reported to Ray that he had just two minutes to decide, because he would marry her himself if Ray would not. That was enough for Ray. Ray and Duka were married for 52 years.

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Valdez Family

Valdez Family

The Valdez Family

The Valdez Family

When asked what is Mr. Manuel Valdez Jr.’s legacy, his children agree it is love; love of family and community.

Legacy of Love, Family, and Heritage: The Manuel Valdez Jr. Story

An American labor shortage created during WWI sent recruiters of the Rock Island Railroad deep into the heart of Mexico to find hard working young men to do the grueling work of building their railroad track. The Valdez brothers answered the call. Before making the move, Manuel Valdez Sr. and Guadalupe Sapien married in 1919 in the city of La Piedad, Michoacan, Mexico. Then Jesus Reyes and her children Juan, Guadalupe, and newlyweds Manuel Sr. and wife, Guadalupe, left their families and friends far away in Mexico to build a life in West Des Moines, Iowa in America.  The Valdezs built a life and raised their families in Valley Junction. Manuel Sr. and his brother, Juan, worked for the Rock Island Railroad as many Mexican immigrants did for nearly 80 years. As employees of the Rock Island Railroad, they lived with their children in the boxcar community known as Hyde Park named after the superintendent of the railroad company. Eventually, Mr. and Mrs. Manuel Valdez Sr. bought a home south of the railroad tracks near Fifth Street in Valley Junction. Later they bought a home at 116 12th Street where they raised 13 children. Manuel J. Valdez, Jr. was born on June 9, 1928, the first born son to Guadalupe and Manuel Valdez, Sr.

The Valdez children had a full and happy childhood. They always played outside on the southside of the railroad tracks and enjoyed swimming in the river with brothers and friends. Thirteen children were great playmates and also shared everything. In their modest home the children slept in two beds, one for the girls and a bed for the boys. The Valdezs were rich in family and love and focused on all they had, each other. The older sisters would care for the younger children. And Manuel Sr. was always singing and smiling; a characteristic his first born look-alike adopted.

Growing up in the Junction afforded the opportunity to make many friends. The uniqueness of the Valley Junction community was that race did not determine relationships. Manuel Jr. often relived the story of walking with friends and happening to come upon an apple orchard. They would stop and “barrow” some apples. Manuel was proud of his roots in Mexico and Valley Junction. 

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The Septer-Coleman Family

The Septer-Coleman Family

All of those heartaches we all endure are tools in our tool chest, to help ourselves and others.

A legacy of love

Growing up in Valley Junction was, as are most people and things, equally wonderful and awful. When I was 18 months old I was very sick with Rubella (German Measles) and after surviving that my left eye turned in. My mom took me to Dr. Lambrecht, as she was told he was the best eye doctor. He prescribed glasses, until 6th grade when he clipped the muscle. In 8th grade he clipped a bit more, and it was actually in the correct place for a while. I later found out from the world renowned specialist in Iowa City that if he had covered my strong eye when I was a small child, I might not have lost the vision in my weak eye. I have always been very self-conscious about it, but was told from a very young age that we must count our blessings and be grateful for life and the capabilities that we have. Apparently, the outcome could have been far worse and my mom felt blessed I didn’t die or have any further complications. I do think it helped me to have more compassion and to (mostly) be kind to others, and accept differences. I certainly never called anyone “Clarence the Cross-Eyed Lion as I was called! Since I have no coordination (I’m beyond terrible at sports, with no depth perception) my passion was books and I am still to this day a bookworm to the nth degree. (My mom was too.) It has served me well in learning about others not like me, and I’ve always loved to travel in time and place from the comfort of my home through books! The teachers (and other staff) at Phenix Elementary were incredibly encouraging and supportive, and I believe that too was the basis for overcoming difficulties and heartaches that we all experience with life on Planet Earth.

The 1970s were a pretty wild time in our world and our community, and although I managed to graduate in 1976 with a decent GPA (due to lifelong reading : ) I wouldn’t say I was living up to my potential. It was party time and dancing at the disco was priority. As a dear (wise) friend once said: “I wasn’t necessarily the best version of myself in the 1970s!” I did make a lot of wonderful life-long sister-friends then, so there’s that (more about that later). In 1978 after a series of mishaps, I stumbled upon a great job at Penn-Dixie Industries at 13th & Railroad as Secretary to the Plant Manager. My mom was secretary to the Sales Manager and my middle brother was an electrician. Soon a friend introduced me to a mutual friend who worked there too – Steve Coleman. We met at a bar on 5th Street, of course, and proceeded to spend a lot of time and money there. “… and then God …” has always been one of my favorite sayings, as well as “God loves a fool, and I are one!” so it’s no great surprise that we soon were married with 3 kids and a wonderful life, after many challenges and heartaches and setbacks that helped us to grow into the people we were meant to be (for the most part)! Laughter is also some of the best medicine, and we laugh a lot at ourselves and each other. We have been blessed beyond belief, which is not to see there weren’t days/months/years that were/are much more difficult than we’d like. All of those heartaches we all endure are tools in our tool chest, to help ourselves and others. Being grandparents now is the joy of our lives, and we also enjoy traveling and honeymooning which we were never able to do when we were young!

Another important factor in healing and living your best life, in addition to faith and family, is friends. My entire life I’ve been blessed with amazing friends, starting with Carolyn on 7th Street as toddlers. I don’t want to name names for fear of leaving anyone out, as I’ve more friends than I can count or remember, but I will include a few pics of forever sister-friends (as Rachelle requested : ) who have supported me through thin and thick. To be known and accepted and loved by them throughout life is truly a blessing beyond words … Laughing and Dancing like no one is watching! I am thankful and blessed and hopefully can remember that during the dark times, because we all have dark times … we just have to keep looking up and also looking around us for the love that is the light to keep us going. Thanks to Rachelle and all her family/supporters/helpers for the great celebration that is Taste of the Junction. We all benefit from celebrating what we want to see more of, and this celebration of our community and heritage is a beautiful thing!

Written by Marilyn Septer Coleman

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