We don't know why millwright Ernest Grundman stayed late at work nearly 140 years ago. In fact, most of his living descendants didn't even realize he worked at Minneapolis' massive Washburn A Mill on May 2, 1878.
"Mr. Grundman was not a member of the night force, but was working after time," according to one newspaper account. Another Minneapolis Tribune story from that May described Grundman as "the unfortunate member of the day force of hands who remained in the mill to complete a piece of work."
His decision to hang around after his shift proved deadly. Grundman was among 17 millers and a neighbor killed in a ground-shaking explosion and fast-enveloping fire. The blast leveled the cornerstone of a burgeoning grain milling industry in the early days of Minneapolis — barely a decade after the city's incorporation. The Washburn Mill was a precursor of General Mills.
Grundman was killed less than six months shy of his 50th birthday, ending a journey that began in the Netherlands and wound its way across the Atlantic. He trekked halfway across the country to Pella, Iowa, and eventually moved up to Minneapolis to work in the city's signature industry and its prestigious seven-story mill. When he was killed, Grundman left behind his wife, a fellow Dutch immigrant named Lydia, and 11 children.
His family was "quite well provided for," according to the St. Paul Globe, which said the Grundmans lived at 1211 Harmon Place, a couple blocks northeast of what soon became Loring Park.
"This information leads me to believe that he may have held a position of some importance," said Kim Johnson, 61, Grundman's great-great granddaughter from Coon Rapids.
Johnson, a mother of three sons and longtime art teacher for the Anoka-Hennepin School District, stumbled across Grundman while doing some family tree research years ago at the Minneapolis library. Ernest's tragic demise wasn't a story passed down through the generations.
"Even my father was not aware of this bit of history until I uncovered it," she said. "It just seems strange that, with so many surviving children, his memory might have kept them connected. But, as far as I know, they all just went their own ways."