Yo! More support for Yoe vs. Yohe


 Yoe, the tiny York County borough near Dallastown and Red Lion, has one of the most colorful names of any municipality in York County. Also of interest: Vermont has Podunk, but York County has its Sticks.

Joyce Fix’s research agrees with what Russell Horn Jr. (as described in Yo!) has found about the origins of Yoe borough’s name.

Here’s her take:

Reading your article Sunday column about the town of Yoe made me start to shuffle though all my history of early Yoe… .

My great-grandfather was John W. Snyder, son of Aaron W. and Elizabeth. Aaron’s first wife was Catherine (Yoe). She died at an early age after having several children; this would have been Moses’s mother.
On all the accounts I have – from the Prowell book of history to a report my brother did for a school report of Yoe’s history in 1951 – the spelling was Yoe.
I also had heard the dropping of the “h” story, but this is the first that I researched it from my personal history of the town.
There are still a few Yoe decendents so you may find there will be a lot more takes on this story, but I will have to agree with Russell (Horn Jr.). Thanks for getting me to revisit all the ancestors.

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2 Responses to Yo! More support for Yoe vs. Yohe

  1. Wayne L. Sawicki says:

    I was born and raised in Yoe. I joined the Air Force in 1962 and when discharged moved back to my parents house at 246 S. Main St. A number of my relatives are buried in Yoe Cemetery. I vist the grave sites of my parents, grand parents, great grand parents and Uncle and Aunt when I come back once a year to see my Brother and Sister’s. I have very fond memories of growing up there. Every time I visit Yoe, it brings tears to my eyes. I now live in Kansas but did not forget my childhood roots. Like the Montgomery Gentry song, That was my Town. When I die, I will be coming home to Yoe for good. You may publish this if you want.

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