Personal Life
Kellogg was born in Tyrone, Michigan, to John Preston Kellogg (1806–1881) and Ann Janette Stanley (1824–1893). Kellogg lived with two sisters during childhood. By 1860, the family had moved to Battle Creek, Michigan, where his father established a broom factory. John later worked as a printer's devil in a Battle Creek publishing house.
Kellogg attended the Battle Creek public schools, then attended the Michigan State Normal School (since 1959, Eastern Michigan University), and finally, New York University Medical College at Bellevue Hospital. He graduated in 1875 with a medical degree. He married Ella Ervilla Eaton (1853–1920) of Alfred Center, New York, on February 22, 1879. They did not have any biological children, but raised over 40 children, legally adopting seven of them, before Ella died in 1920. The adopted children include Agnes Grace, Elizabeth, John William, Ivaline Maud, Paul Alfred, Robert Moffatt, Newell Carey, and Harriett Eleanor. Kellogg died in 1943 and was buried in Oak Hill Cemetery, in Battle Creek, Michigan, along with many others including his parents, his brother W.K. Kellogg, his brother's wife, James White, Ellen White, C.W. Post, Uriah Smith, and Sojourner Truth.
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