Lydia Lechelt Burghardt
Life and Work
Lydia Lechelt was born February 2, 1884 in Wolynnia, Russia. Her father, Karl Lechelt, was educated in teaching and Lutheran theology. At the age of 17 he started teaching for a congregation in Poland. When many of his congregation moved to Russia he moved with them. However, freedoms in Russia were eroding. The law provided for people to own land and homes, but at death the property belonged to the government, and could not be inherited by children. Seeking a better life, families picked up their belongings and headed for the "great free land" called Canada.
Lydia was nine when her parents, Karl and Amalia Lechelt, three brothers, and two sisters came to Canada. Because their father was a teacher, the children were schooled at home in the winter. The first financial help Lydia was able to give her family was baby-sitting, scrubbing floors, etc... for $2.50 a month. Later she was to work for several years as a waitress in Edmonton and Leduc, receiving $10.00 per month.
The Lechelts first home was destroyed by fire. Neighbours came to help rebuild the log house; someone gave them boards for the door. The roof, covered with bundles of straw, lasted for twenty years. The house had no floor, only the bare ground.
Lydia was very proud at this time to be able to buy a new suit for her father, for $11.50. This was very necessary for him as the local minister and teacher.
On December 13, 1905, she married a neighbour. Henry Burghardt who was born in Lublin, Poland, and had moved with his family to Canada in 1899. The young couple came to the Brightview district in search of a homestead in 1906, however they were disappointed to find all available homesteads had been claimed.
In 1907, they purchased a quarter section of Canadian Pacific Railway (CPR) land, NW25-46-26-W4, for $7.00 an acre. This was uncleared land which required much hard labour. To earn money the young couple cut firewood. They worked together cutting and sawing the firewood, and on the days Henry took a load to town to sell, Lydia would stay at home splitting the wood. They were able to earn five dollars from their two days of hard labour.
They had brought two cows and one sow with them from their parents home. These, with chickens, wild partridges and rabbits, as well as a garden, supplied most of their food. Rabbits were caught by digging a hole and covering it with light branches and hay. When the rabbits came to nibble the hay, they would fall through into the hole and be trapped.
One of the challenges for Lydia, as a young bride, was loneliness. The closest neighbours were 11/2 miles (2.4 kilometres) away and her only method of transportation was by foot.
The Brightview Emmaus Lutheran congregation was formed in 1909. Lydia was a charter member. This was a very important part of her life and she became very involved with the ladies' group, collecting to buy alter items, and serving as treasurer.
Visiting on Sunday after church was the main social life. People shared what they had and enjoyed each others company.
The Burghardts had three children, William, Otto, and Alma. Lydia was very involved in her children's education. The teacher was often invited over for supper.
Henry and Lydia purchased their first automobile in 1918, they paid $800. It had curtains on the windows and no heater, so was very cold to ride in the winter. They were one of the first families in the area to acquire a radio.
Tragedy in the form of a fire struck a second time in Lydia's life. The Burghardt home was destroyed on December 23, 1934. The family was left with only the clothes they were wearing. Again relatives and neighbours came to their help and soon a granary was made ready for them to move into and later, a new house.
Two of the Burghardt children were married during the depression. Because of the hard times, they continued to live with their parents until they were able to establish homes of their own. When they were able to move out, Lydia's daughter says Lydia was always only a phone call away, ready to help.
The Burghardts lived on their farm until 1964 when they retired and moved to Wetaskiwin. Henry died a year later. Lydia continued to live in her house spending much time doing needlework, especially crocheting. She later moved to Luther Manor.
Lydia passed away in 1988, at the age of 104.
Grandma Burghardt by Janice Lockhart
My early memories of Grandma Burghardt include baking trays of imaginary "rubber ring" cookies at her house and the supply of candy in the cupboard in the kitchen. In our teen years we stayed with Grandma quite a bit while attending high school, as she now lived in Wetaskiwin. She had a unique ability to be interested in and communicate with any age group. After we were married and had children Grandma spent many Sundays with us. Brent toddled to the aisle to meet her and insisted on her coming home for lunch. The boys would dress her up - sometimes a train robber, next week an Indian and their joint imagination gave them hours of fun. We interviewed Grandma for her memories of "the good old days," but unfortunately the tapes weren’t labeled and rock music was taped over.
Grandma's common sense, Christian approach to life rivaled the wisdom of many psychologists and some of her quotes meaningful to me are "in the good old days people had much less, but always had time to visit and talk to each other," or "If it won't matter in 10 years forget it, if it will—fight for it".
Grandma's imagination, ability to tell stories, sense of humour and interest in other people made her special.
My Mother Lydia Burghardt by Alma Lentz
My earliest recollection of my mother is of a happy person who sang a lot and taught me many songs at ages two, three and four. Some of these were: Two Little Sisters Busy at Play, Chickadee-dee, There Was a Green Hill Far Away, and many others. Much later, when we milked cows in the barn, we nearly always sang. By then I sang alto and we hoped the cows and other milkers enjoyed the harmony.
When I hear people say, "My mother never told me anything", I realize how fortunate I was. My mom always answered my many questions fully and truthfully. Oh yes, when I was little I did believe in Santa Claus; my two older brothers made sure of that fact!
There were hard times too! On December 23, 1934, we lost our house in a fire and ended up with the clothes we were wearing at the time. With the help of relatives and neighbours, we soon moved into a three-room granary and by fall into a new house.
I believe it was harder for my dad to let us "kids" leave home, and start families of our own, than for Mother. She was always only a phone call away when we needed help or just talk. She was never too busy or too tired when my sisters-in-law or I needed help with our young families. The grandchildren and later great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren were all loved and cherished.
We were fortunate to have our mother with us until 1988 when she passed away at age 104. We were with her and shortly before taking her last breath; she said "Nearer My God To Thee."
My brothers and I, and our families were truly blessed to have this wonderful lady for our mother.