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Note: Christian John Seiler's address in 1920 was, strangely enough, 1725 Harrison Avenue. This was also his father's address, and seems unusual inasmuch as by that time he had been married for three years already.
According to Joseph A. Seiler, his son, in notes dated January 22, 1966:
'Christian John Seiler was one of nine children (this has since been shown to be incorrect)...he and his three male siblings all were taught and followed their father's trade as housepainters, my father working for many years for the City of Cincinnati, after leaving the Griewe Company and for a short while thereafter employing himself as an independent contractor. He was considered a craftsman in his trade and an expert with pigments, which he learned from his father who had the same reputation.
A small-featured man at 5' 7", he weighed about 135 or 140 pounds until later in life when he grew much heavier. Despite his size, he had a reputation in his younger days as an expert fighter who 'barred no man' in the Lick Run-Fairmount area (in old Cincinnati) where he matured. Radical upon occasion, he was capable of climbing to the top of the tall spire of St. Francis De Sales church to collect a small debt from another painter who was painting the cross at the very top. Quick, impulsive, with a tremendous store of vital nervous energy, he was upon occasion very impulsive as well as quick-witted and easy to arouse.
A devout conversationalist, he enjoyed polite argument and social contact, but was subject to a quick temper...about 1945, he was dismissed from a charge of manslaughter arising from a fist-fight, the result of a challenge. In his later years he suddenly changed, carefully avoided violence, high scaffolds, and personal danger which he used to enjoy.
He had enlisted and been honorably discharged as an infantry-man in the First World War, after seeing active service in France. Clever and capable of laying ingenious palns, I never saw him take advantage of another person and he was as good as his word in all things. He always had moderate eating and drinking habits; although he loved good beer and company, I never saw him under the influence of alcohol. Forgetful upon many occasions, he was the worst driver I knew...he would sing to himself and forget traffic, regulations, destination, speed laws and all else until suddenly finding that he was already some distance beyond his intended destination...
Polite to women and loving all children, he seemed to gather to himself all the peculiarities of his entire clan, which was quite an accomplishment.
He never ceased to love and respect my mother (Blanche) in every way and retained cordial and careful relations to his very end. His other affections were lavished on pets such as a number of tame canary birds. Beyond that, he seemed determined to live life with whatever enjoyment he could find. While enjoying sports as a spectator, he seldom joined in such activities.'
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