Found, One Marriage Record, Nell Glenn & William Welch, Research Report, the As It Is Series

Copyright 2023, CABS for Reflections From the Fence

This continues a series of posts, done in hopefully an efficient (make that speedy fast) manner to share some research on the ancestors. This is NOT intended to be the end all to end all report. It's a work in progress, to show you what I have found, right or wrong. Kind feedback is welcomed via comments.

Let’s begin - -

Man's grandfather, who we have discussed a time or two, Archibald Norman Lashbrook, aka, Arthur Norman Stevens, Sr., married one Sarah E. Glenn, aka, Nellie, aka so it seems, Nell.  They were married in 1901.  

About 1915-1916, Archie up and went poof from his family in Minnesota. 

Eventually, Sarah/Nellie/Nell remarried to William E. Welch.  We knew this from census and other documentation.  

However, their marriage record was never found, until this week.  After following a hint at that A dot com place (that I pay full subscription fees to, yearly) I hit a link for "Nell E Glenn".  I do not remember seeing her given/nickname as Nell before, nor the link to this record, but, click I did.  And, there they be!

(I could barely restrain myself, I input that date and place immediately in my database, that's why it shows on the clip.  LOL)  

We find them on the 1930 U.S. Census for Minneapolis, Hennepin County, Minnesota, living at 2955 Newton: William E. Welch, owns home, value not stated, owns radio set, age 52, married, born England, both parents born England, came to the US in 1882, naturalized, baggage master railroad; Nellie E., wife, age 51, born Minnesota, father born Missouri, mother born Kentucky; George S., son (step son to Nellie), age 20, single, born Minnesota, father born England, mother born US (unknown); Kenneth, son (step son to Nellie), born Minnesota, father born England, mother born US (unknown).

However, by the 1940 census enumeration, he is still in Minnesota, claiming to be married, and she is residing in California, claiming to be divorced.

William passes in 1942, has a Find A Grave memorial 211044031.

Sarah/Nellie/Nell passes in 1945, has a Find A Grave memorial 120583577.

* Disclaimers, I use Find A Grave, Ancestry dot com, FamilySearch, several newspaper subscriptions, free sites, such as Virginia Chronicles, Virginia Chancery Cases online at the Library of Virginia and more to research my ancestors.  I pay for subscriptions, full price.

** My judgements may or may not be correct.  Transcriptions may or may not have errors.

*** Links, URL's, for the most part will not be included henceforth on my posts, as so many of them change and then I have to come back and try to re-discover and relink.  Frankly folks, I have no desire to spend my limited time here on this side of the sod with those kinds of do overs.  As researchers, or just members of the internet community, sites such as Find A Grave are easy to find, some are free to use and with the information I am sharing with you, hopefully, you can duplicate the research/findings. That said, I have seen memorials at Find A Grave be removed.  If you have questions, I suggest you leave a nice comment for me. OR find the method I have outlined on my blog for contacting me.

****  P. S.  Wish list - - photos of Sarah/Nellie/Nell and/or William E. Welch.

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Edna's Watch - - Which Art?

Copyright 2018, CABS for Reflections From the Fence

The other day Man and I had reason to dig around in his mother's jewelry and found this watch.  Seems we missed the stuff on the back.  Ooopsie.

So, is "Art" her husband or her son??  1941, it could be either.

SIGHHH

Always questions left unanswered.  Always.  SIGHHHH

* The photo appeared to be in focus in Adobe Elements and on Moriah's screen.  The engraving reads: "Edna from Art, 1941"

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The Headstone, A Photo At Last

Copyright 2015, CABS for Reflections From the Fence

Man and I have been waiting most of the summer to visit the cemetery where his grandparents are buried to see and photo the brand spanking new headstone we ordered and had placed there last year.  The cemetery is in a rather inconvenient place, not in our normal travel areas.  In other words, we have to go out of our way to visit.

We had to have the oil changed on Zoom Zoom the car, and had agreed that on the way back from that (in northern Ohio) we would "swing" by the cemetery.  The weather forecast was 50% chance of rain and maybe severe storms. Figures, the day we will drive 200 miles or more and way out of our way, the forecast was icky.

So, we head out, we stop and have a nice lunch, we drive to the dealer.  They do the oil, also rotate the tires and tighten a lead on the battery that Man was reluctant to tighten too much.  Warranty can handle, eh??

So we know we are fighting Mother Nature. We leave dealer. Make stop at the local Costco which is laid out different than ours.

As we leave there Man is pushing a bit, he is in a hurry due to concerns over weather. We head north on the expressway, lots of construction, and then, it starts raining.  It rains a bit. On. Off. On. Off. OOOOOPS:  The wipers are not working right per man. Sigh.

We are running into the rain which is light, then deluge, then, it starts to slack off. We have hopes by studying the weather on MyRadar app that we might make it to the cemetery before the rain really hits that area.  Man is not happy because of wipers, which he claims are not functioning correctly.  Frankly, I have never figured out those wipers so, I figure they are just on the wrong "setting".  He is convinced the malfunctioning is due to the issue of the battery lead fix. 

The rain slows. We are almost there. It almost stopped raining.  We pulled in. Rain has all but stopped. Get to the back of the cemetery.  Jump out of Zoom Zoom. We take off almost at a run to locate this headstone before the rain starts back up. Get about 4 rows into the search.  4 rows in and it starts pouring.

Back to Zoom Zoom. Man is still screaming about wipers. I am swearing up a storm, err, am very upset, because he wants to leave. After waiting all summer, we are 30 seconds too late??  We stay, even tho he was not thrilled. It stopped raining in about 5 minutes.

While we sat there I looked around and decided I needed to look about 50 yards down further. That little tree, looks familiar, don't you know.  I don't think Man stopped in the correct spot in the cemetery, I seem to remember that little tree being nearby the burial spot.

So I got out leaving Man there to fuss with the wipers. I found the stone. It is covered with wet grass clippings and I did not have my soft cleaning brush. Sigh. I cleaned with my hands best I could and took a number of photos. At least there is no freaking glare from the sun.

Geessh!!!

Wait all summer for this opportunity and the rain hits just as I step out of the car.  Figures eh?

Of course, it is still spitting rain, and you did not hear it here, but, yes, I was out there and there was some thunder, which means, there was lightening near by. I know, don't lecture me. SIGHHHH.

I am reminded tonight as I processed the photos that those double stones are hard to get a good photo of. Or, in other words, I am just too short and have a hard time getting a photo. 

A little grass shows and I note, with a grimace and some of my dark humor, that the edges of this photo have a little bend in them because I am fighting shortness of stature, mine! Looks like a photo done with panoramic settings. OK, I'm giggling, because, I must.

No, I cannot make this stuff up.  OHHHH, and the wipers, they were fine, worked just like they should all the way home, when I drove through sprinkles and hard rains.  Figures.  Really, you just MUST laugh.

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Happy Memorial Day :: 2012

Copyright 2012, CABS for Reflections From the Fence

Top left:  Donald Eugene Bowen, World War II Veteran.

Top right:  Flag presented to the family of Arthur Norman Stevens, Jr. at his funeral.

Bottom right:  Arthur Norman Stevens, Jr., World War II Veteran.

Middle:  Fort Pulaski, Georgia flag.



* Watering can graphic courtesy of Webweaver.nu
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THE Trip, Fort Verde State Historic Park, Man's Close Encounter With WWII Enactor

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While at the "History of the Solider" event at Fort Verde State Historic Park, Man met a knowledgeable and very cordial representative of the World War II era.  The reenactor had tent and lots of gear that an US Army infantry soldier would use and carry during World War II .

As many soldiers, Man's father would not discuss the war much, so Man took this opportunity to really question and learn about what his father's experiences might have been like.

Showing how to load the M-1, the gun Man's father carried:

Showing us how to clean the weapon.  This reenactor knew his M-1, he was efficient in his motions, and to me it seemed he was fast too.

Here is Man holding the M-1, asking more questions.  (By the way, he would make a great interviewer, he was asking great questions.)

And, a solider has to eat, rations:

There usually seems to be one part of a day or event or learning experience that stands out, in this case it was learning about the pack that Man's father had to carry, what went into it.  Then, Man asked if he could put the pack on (which was supposed to be packed pretty much the way his father's would have been during WWII).

Man was impressed, so much so, that he is still talking about what it would have been like to carry that pack (it was not light). The experience was good, the information good, the insight more than good.  Yes, there is a new appreciation here in Reflection's Land, by both Man and I, for what our soldiers and specifically Man's father experienced during World War II.


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Patience, Family Search, & Photo Editing Bring to You

Back on June 13th, I reported finding via FamilySearch.org in the Michigan marriages data base a marriage for Arthur Stevens and a Dorothy Davis in 1917. I believed it was another marriage for Man's grandfather, a marriage I did not know about till the great volunteers at FamilySearch indexed those records.  Only thing was, on June 13th, the images were MIA.  I was most disappointed, but, decided patience was gonna be the game of the day/week or month.

Patience paid off, I revisited the site the other afternoon and retrieved the desired record.  My specific goal was to determine, was the record that of a license only, or was there information indicating a real marriage, like witnesses or clergy. See for yourself, noting I have edited out all other names on the page(s), thanks to the magic of digital images and software.  This is a 2 page record, for my use I have put the first page at the top, the second page at the bottom, and yes, parts of the names near the center are cut off, in what appears to be a tightly bound book.  (Remember, click on the image for a better view, click on your back button to return here to Reflections.)

I will keep revisiting FamilySearch, as there were 2 entries, this marriage was indexed two times, and one of index records included full names, despite that center binding thing going on in this image.  Maybe the names can be read from the other image??  Time and more patience hopefully will tell.

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Answer to my question, yes, there are witnesses and a clergyman.  There was a wedding! Marriage did not last long, as Arthur N. Stevens married Man's grandmother in May of 1918.  I have not found a death record for this Dorothy.  I have not found her on census, yet.  I have not found either of her reported parents on census, yet.

Arthur, Arthur, what additional surprises to you have in store for me??  I know you have more searches in store.  Patience Carol!

Copyright 2010, CABS for Reflections From the Fence

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Birthday Obsevances, Arthur Norman Stevens

Arthur Norman Stevens, May 1947

July 1st was Man's father's birthday.  He would have been 91 years old this year.  Arthur died in 1979, not quite 60 years of age. 

Art was multi-talented, he could fix the electrical, air conditioning, heating, and plumbing in your home, then, go fix your car.

Art always wanted to fly.  He loved airplanes. I was a student pilot when I first met Art.  He and I would sit at the kitchen table and "fly" for hours.  I never got my pilot's license, and Art never got to take lessons, but he and I continued to fly at the kitchen table for years to come.

Art also loved electronics, he even built his own television. He thought hand held calculators were as they say, the cat's 'meow'. Had he lived a few more years, he surely would have been enthralled with computers and Man and I just know he would have been a hacker supreme!

Happy birthday to Man's Dad, we miss you.

*Last year's birthday post for Art is here, you will see I wrote about several  of the same things, his ability to fix anything, he and I flying at the kitchen table, and the television he built.  I wrote today's post and then went to review last years.  I guess one could say, he left strong impressions and memories that have not faded over the years.

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Sunday Summaries, or Reflection's This 'n That, mid June

It has been an interesting week.  Some of the highlights, in no particular order.

A.  Man and I live near the Michigan Speedway.  We usually avoid the area during race weekends.  We have been known to even leave town in Tana, just to avoid the mess.  Yesterday, we had to go past the Speedway for an appointment, early during the day, like the worst.  UGHHH.  Back roads were utilized, mission accomplished.  However, we had to return to the stick.  Man pulled a "let's be brave and go for it" attitude and we dove, errr, drove right into the situation.  Just as we were going to take a dive, errr, turn to the left, and skip the worst of the mess, I spied the Goodyear Blimp.  Had to have a photo, so, we drove RIGHT BY the Speeday, here is my small reward.  How fun is this??

B.  SOOOO, you think you know everything there is to know about your ancestor?? You have spent HOURS, $$$$$, more hours, more $$$$$ researching.  Nothing more to learn??  Well, snicker, maybe, maybe not!  The other evening, even tho all tired out, I decided to surf around on FamilySearch.org.  Man's father reportedly was married 3 times.  I have yet to find the 2nd marriage, figure the bride's name is wrong, but, I keep looking, now and then.  The other night in my stupid tired state, I surfed in, typed his name on the Michigan Marriages search page, and found, NOPE, not him, but his father (same name).  WHATTTTTTT????  Holy genie wowsers, etc., etc, etc.  See:

Groom's Name: Arthur N. Stevens
Groom's Birth Date: 1881
Groom's Birthplace:
Groom's Age: 36
Bride's Name: Dorothy Davis
Bride's Birth Date: 1891
Bride's Birthplace:
Bride's Age: 26
Marriage Date: 30 Jan 1917
Marriage Place: Flint, Genesee, Michigan
Groom's Father's Name: Wallace Stevens
Groom's Mother's Name: Letta Clifford
Bride's Father's Name: Abe Davis
Bride's Mother's Name: Lena Clark
Groom's Race:
Groom's Marital Status:
Groom's Previous Wife's Name:
Bride's Race:
Bride's Marital Status:
Bride's Previous Husband's Name:
Indexing Project (Batch) Number: M01528-2
System Origin: Michigan-EASy
Source Film Number: 1018928
Reference Number: Img664 Pg317 Rcd4601
Collection: Michigan Marriages, 1822-1995

Now, there are two Michigan Marriages data bases at FamilySearch, the other is Collection: Michigan Marriages, 1868-1925, and has had images.  Well, the images are not present this weekend, but, I did learn from that data base indexing, these extra bits of info:

Groom's Birthplace: Austin, Minn.
Bride's Birthplace: Baltimore, Md.

Gotta say that is my man, err, Man's grandfather, errr, our very own "bad" guy!  Gosh durn it, he is the reason I got hooked on research, one of my most outrageous.  And, now, MORE!!  Can we spell WAHOO??

Cannot wait to get a look at that image!

C.  I just love my blog, I love how it makes me look at my research in a different light. I love how the comments of my great readers sometimes send me back to square one, the drawing board, to the google search!  Happened again this weekend, this time thanks to Renate of Into the LIGHT, who wrote some comments on my post Bathing Beauties from Virginia.   Her comments sent me off on one of those followup research google binges.  I started looking at maps and other goodies about the places I knew Florence and her mother lived, Money Point, Buell and Portlock.  Well, I got an education as to location, location, location.  It turns out my 3 locations are about 2 miles apart.  Well, hmmmm, why didn't I realize this, and why haven't I studied maps before for these locations??  No answer, but done now!  LOL

Above:  Map of the area of Money Point, near Norfolk Virginia.

"A" is where Google maps says Money Point is.  I note

with much interest what looks like a hunk of sand just below

that "A". Beach??  As in what is in the photos

 from my Bathing Beauties post??

Nahhh, could it be??  Shoot, more questions.

I also found an interesting piece, titled,  "A Brief History of Money Point".  A PDF file, this is now downloaded and linked to a multimedia event for Florence's mother, Lorena.  (Note: as of March 2019 the link was non-functional.)

By the way, if you have not been following Renate, you just have to surf over and read her post Sentimental Sunday - My Grandmother's Loss (Part 2 of 3) .  Bring a tissue or two.

Yes, indeedy, it has been quite the week.

*Special thank you to cousin Anne for finding and forwarding the newspaper article containing the notification of the issuance of that marriage license. 

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The Sewing Kit, More on the Possible Owner

Late last evening, I posted about a little sewing kit I now believe belonged to Edna May Fenton Stevens.

Our first take was, this was something that Son # 3's grandfather carried during WWII.  But, my late evening research last night made me question this.  You can revisit that entire post here.

Cousin Anne, asked: “could it be a world war I soldier's kit? “

Yes, Anne, maybe it could be, the time frame seems to fit. To discuss this, let's review the relationships, noting Son # 3 assumed this sewing kit belonged to his grandfather, Art.

Art's parents were Edna and Art Stevens, only Art Stevens, the husband of Edna was also known as Archie Lashbrook.  (Full name, Archibald Norman Lashbrook)

I have discussed Edna before here at Reflections.  Edna was the subject of my contribution to the 91st Carnival of Genealogy, A Tribute to Women! The Biography, where I discuss her secretiveness and the years of her life that we have NO information on, her MIA years.  Fact, I have NO idea where Edna was from 1901 to 1918 when she married Art/Archie.

I have briefly mentioned Art/Archie, husband of Edna and father of Art.  I need to write more about Archie, he is interesting to say the least, this name changing stuff, and more secrets!  Fact, I have no idea where Art/Archie was for parts of 1916, 1917 and 1918.  I have some ideas tho.  Before 1916 and after 1918 I know where he was and pretty much, what he was doing.

Most references I have found state that WWI began in 1914, so, time wise, Art/Archie could have served during WWI, but only part of 1916, 1917 and the first months of 1918.  I have nothing that tells me he did, nothing that tells me he did not, except dates, he married Edna in May of 1918, WWI did not end till November of 1918.  Maybe sometime I will turn up a document or something, but, so far, nadda.

So, there are more questions than answers. Art, the WWII solider, could have indeed carried this little sewing kit to war, something we will probably never know (while we are on this side). Maybe his mother, Edna, gave it to him.  Maybe it was really Art/Archie's little sewing kit, as I noted above, it is possible that he served in WWI. 

So, yes, Anne, it could be a WWI issue sewing kit.  Now, I will never profess to understanding all this war stuff, but, unless this sewing kit was a gift from the USO or something akin to that, I have to say, that I seriously doubt that Uncle Sam would issue gear with a private endorsement, everything I have ever seen was clearly government issue with US stamped all over it.

(A quick google tells us that the USO was organized in 1941, well after WWI. )

I still feel the sewing kit belonged to Edna, and her son, Art had kept it as a memento.

The box Son # 3 and I photographed last night also contained a Zippo lighter and a tie tack. These items I know belonged to Art (Son # 3's grandfather) and I know they did not go to war with Art. So, the box contents are not exclusively WWII era items.

Photo, the Zippo, which may very well be the infamous "burned the hand" Zippo.  Another story waiting to be told.

Karen  also addressed the sewing kit, “Interesting find - is that piece below the thread the "lid", perhaps?” Yes, Karen, that is the lid.

*Thanks for the questions Anne and Karen, made me revisit, rethink, contemplate, all good things.

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91st Carnival of Genealogy, A Tribute to Women! The Biography

Edna May Fenton was born on May 20, 1888, or 1889 in Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, Canada.  Documents containing her birth information differ, and I am sure Edna would have approved, she maintained a certain amount of secrecy about her early days.  The age on her marriage certificate is pretty hard to read, it might be 22 or 24, of course, that gives us a birth year of 1896 or 1894.  Her death certificate states she was born in 1893.

Her parents were William Franklin Fenton and Fannie Hurlburt Fenton,  Edna was the youngest of 4 children born to this couple.  Edna's was only about 10 years old when her mother died in 1898.  If she were born in the mid 1890's, she would have been even younger. Note:  Edna does appear on the 1891 census with her father, mother and three siblings, as a 1 year old babe, so that pretty much puts her birth year before 1890, not the mid 1890's.

By 1901 her father had remarried and had a second family in the making.  Edna appears on the 1901 census with her father and step-mother, Ida (nee Jarvis).  She does not appear on the 1911 census.  In fact, from 1901 until 1918 we have no idea where Edna is or what she is doing.

Above:  The 1901 Census of Canada, Nova Scotia,

4th District Yarmouth, Polling District of Arcadia

Note the confusion over Edna's age and birth year. 

The numbers just don't add up.

Above:  1911 Census of Arcadia, Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, Canada

No Edna.

According to another descendant of William Fenton and Ida Jarvis, a family story is that Edna went to the states as a maid.  We have heard she lived in Massachusetts.  Searches of passenger lists, census both in Canada and in the United States have yet to find Edna, at least as Edna Fenton.

In 1918 Edna married Arthur Norman Stevens, Sr.  Arthur has his own secrets and his story alone would be a great mystery novel.  But, alas, I don't wish to tell his story here, but the story of his Nova Scotia born bride.  I will tell you, however, that in the research on Arthur we discover that in the year 1918 he is living in an apartment house at 208 Abbott in Detroit, Wayne County, Michigan.  208 Abbott was the address of the Fort Apartments, he is listed as living in apartment # 14. In that same year, 1918, we find Mrs. Edna Stewart, waitress, living in Apt 11, 208 Abbott, Detroit.  Edna married Arthur as a single lady under her maiden name, claiming she was never married before.  Is Mrs. Edna Stewart in reality Miss Edna Fenton??  

Over the next several years, Edna and Arthur become the parents of three boys, Arthur Norman Stevens, Jr., Walter William Stevens and George Elmer Stevens.  In the photo to the right, from left to right, Walter, George (standing), Arthur.

The Stevens family moved from Detroit to the suburbs, and we find them on the 1930 census living at 1566 Empire Street, Lincoln Park, Michigan.  In 1944 they lived at 4165 Coolidge, Lincoln Park, Michigan.  The family moved again, by 1947 we find them living at 1044 Farnham Avenue, Lincoln Park, Michigan.

In 1940 tragedy hit, their 2nd born son, Walter was killed in a automobile accident on the eve of his 21st birthday. World War II took both of her other sons off to war, both returned home.

In 1952 her husband Arthur died.  In 1954 Edna too passed. 


Edna lived through 2 major wars, World War I and World War II. Two of her sons fought in WWII. From the date of her birth (using the year 1888) to the date of her death, 12 American Presidents held office, starting with Glover Cleveland, ending with Dwight D. Eisenhower, noting that until sometime after the 1901 census, she lived in Canada, not the US.

Edna was an extremely private lady.  She was Man's grandmother, he has no recollections of her, the only memories are stories he has heard from his mother (Edna's daughter-in-law.)  Until I started doing research and connected with other Fenton descendants, Man had never met another Fenton.  Never.  Granted he was only a wee bit of a lad when Edna passed, but there were no aunts or uncles, no cousins, no family kin named Fenton.
 
We have been told Edna loved her garden and flowers.  We do have some photos from Edna, many of which have no names or dates.  There are no photos of  Edna's mother and father.  We have no photo of Edna before her marriage to Arthur in 1918.  We have no diaries and only a small handful of letters and cards.  Several of the letters are dated after the death of her husband, she was attempting to apply for a social security card/number, she needed a birth certificate from Canada, it appears she never obtained one. 

We know little about her life in Nova Scotia, nothing about her for almost 17 years between 1901 and 1918. After her marriage it appears she lead a "woman's life", bearing children, caring for home and family. But far from being a boring woman, to me she is a lady of intrigue.  When did she leave Nova Scotia, where did she go, how did she end up in Detroit, was she Mrs. Edna Stewart? 

Edna and Arthur are buried in unmarked graves at the Ferndale Cemetery, Riverview, Wayne County, Michigan. Somehow the fact that their graves are unmarked suits them, they were both hiding secrets.  That said, I hope someday to place markers on their graves, even if I never figure out Edna's secrets of 1901 to 1918.

What were you doing Edna, from 1901 to 1918? I want to fill in your timeline!

*Time line post about Edna appears separately.

**Thanks to Jasia of Creative Gene for hosting this 91st Carnival of Genealogy

Copyright 2010, CABS for Reflections From the Fence.

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Ancestor Birthday Celebrations, Arthur Norman Stevens, Jr.

Man's Father, Happy Birthday. Art would have been 90 years old today. He was the son of Arthur Norman Stevens, Sr, AKA, Archibald Norman Lashbrook (a VERY long story that) and wife, Edna May Fenton Stevens. Art was the first born of 3 sons. He was born July 1, 1919 and died April 13, 1979. Art had 4 children, by 2 wives.

Art was known as a man who could fix anything. He was proficient in plumbing, heating, air conditioning, electrical and car repairs.

Before he started working for the school system, he worked at many different jobs, including: Western Union; W.P.A.; worked on a farm in Canada; bus driver; auto mechanic; worked at Kelsey Hayes; Schwader Brothers (luggage and card table manufacturers); gas station on Fort Street; sold Kirby vacuum cleaners; sold cookware; sold real estate; sold storm windows; sold encyclopedias; sold door mats; painted house numbers on curbs; truck driver; cab driver; fuel oil truck driver; gas station; and drove school bus.

Art loved cameras, flying (we would sit at the kitchen table and fly for hours, he and I), he even built his own television. Have to say tho, the following story, has to be one of our favorites:

About 1955 or so, Art and Wife would baby sit a big ole boxer named Fritz. They even took Fritz camping with them. One day Fritz got lose, as dogs will, and took an excursion, right into a field occupied by a HUGE bull, as in cow. Fritz and the bull had a little disagreement, and it seems the bull lost! Fritz was covered with blood, but Art could not find any serious wounds on that dog. However, Art had to pay the vet bills ($100. 00) for the bull. The owner of the bull held Art's camera hostage until the vet bill was paid. In order to get the money to pay the bill Art had to drive from Harrison Michigan, to Allen Park to get the money. Wife was not real happy with Fritz. Fritz did not come to stay after the bull experience.

Art's memorial at Find A Grave is here.

Art LOVED hand held calculators, Man and I frequently comment how he would have LOVED computers, the internet, the technology he missed. I believe he would have approved of this "techy" form of memorial.

*Photo of Man as a young dude, Fritz and Art, about 1955.

This 'n That, prayers go out to

Friend J, who is fighting his own cancer battle.

Auto employees from Chyrsler and GM. We watch in disbelief.

Thanks for the healing of cousin Jan and grandson of friend Glenn, a fellow MOC member.

Families of our veterans, who served this country, from inception. On Monday, Memorial Day, remember the REAL reason we celebrate and burn some burgers. Take a few minutes and do a search, here is just one site I found:

http://www.usmemorialday.org/backgrnd.html

Our veterans above, Donald Eugene Bowen, I and Arthur Norman Stevens, fathers (mine and Man's)