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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Judy Garlands parents born in my old home town

What surprised me was their first place was a couple of blocks away from my first place....

DID YOU KNOW? Did you know that Judy Garland's parents were married in Superior? Frank Gumm and Ethel Milne met while performing at local theaters. Miss Milne played the piano and Mr. Gumm was a vocalist. At the time they were married, she was the musical director at the Lyric Theatre (1125 Tower Avenue) and he was singing at the Parlor Theatre (1116 Tower Avenue). They were married on January 22, 1914 in the home of Miss Milne's parents at 1824 Banks Avenue by the Rev. James Crawford of St. Alban's Episcopal Church. After they returned from their honeymoon, they stayed in Superior for a short time before moving to Grand Rapids, MN.

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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Judy Garlands parents born in my old home town

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