The Daniells Sisters: the Senior Years

October 23, 2009
Today we conclude the group pictures of the five Daniells sisters with snapshots of their senior years.  The sisters remained close all their lives, helping one another, consoling one another, and loving one another.  Every gathering of the five was another opportunity for a group picture.
Betty, Eleanor, and Mary at the cottage.

Betty, Eleanor, and Mary at the cottage.

Dora, Mary, and Betty gaze up at an oil portrait of their Uncle Estee Daniells.

Dora, Mary, and Betty gaze up at an oil portrait of their Uncle Estee Daniells.

Eleanor and Betty contemplate fallen apples at the cottage.

Eleanor and Betty contemplate fallen apples at the cottage.

Jean, Dora, and Mary front row.  Betty and Eleanor back row.

Jean, Dora, and Mary front row. Betty and Eleanor back row.

Jean, Eleanor, Betty, Mary, and Dora.

Jean, Eleanor, Betty, Mary, and Dora.

The sisters gather for Dora and John Panchik's wedding.

The sisters gather for Dora and John Panchik's wedding.

Jean, Mary, Dora, Betty, and Eleanor.

Jean, Mary, Dora, Betty, and Eleanor.

Mary sings while Eleanor plays the piano, 1952.

Mary sings while Eleanor plays the piano, 1952.


The Daniells Sisters: Pictures of the Middle Years

October 21, 2009

We continue with pictures of the teen and young adult years of the Daniells sisters.

Betty, Mary, and Eleanor

Betty, Mary, and Eleanor

Left to right, Eleanor, Dora, Jean, Betty, and Mary

Left to right, Eleanor, Dora, Jean, Betty, and Mary

Left to right, Jean, Betty, Dora, Mary, and Eleanor

Left to right, Jean, Betty, Dora, Mary, and Eleanor

Daniells sisters, 1932

Daniells sisters, 1932

Jean and Eleanor in their band uniforms.

Jean and Eleanor in their band uniforms.

Mary and Betty, 1928

Mary and Betty, 1928

Jean, W.C., Mary, and Dora with Mary's twins Mary and Donna.

Jean, W.C., Mary, and Dora with Mary's twins Mary and Donna.

Front row left to right, Eleanor, W.C. and Jean.  Back row, Mary, Dora, and Betty.

Front row left to right, Eleanor, W.C. and Jean. Back row, Mary, Dora, and Betty.

Betty, Iva, Mary, Dora, Jean, and Eleanor with Mary's twins Donna and Mary.

Betty, Iva, Mary, Dora, Jean, and Eleanor with Mary's twins Donna and Mary.


The Daniells Sisters: Pictures of the Early Years

October 19, 2009

The five Daniells sisters enjoyed doing things together, and there were many opportunities for group pictures.  In previous posts, I have focused primarily on individual sisters.  Today, I will share group pictures.

Iva with Dora and baby Mary, 1911

Iva with Dora and baby Mary, 1911

Baby Mary and Dora with parents Iva and W.C. Daniells, 1911

Baby Mary and Dora with parents Iva and W.C. Daniells, 1911

Iva with Dora, Mary, and Betty, 1914

Iva with Dora, Mary, and Betty, 1914

Parents Iva and W.C. with Dora, Mary, and Betty, ca 1913

Parents Iva and W.C. with Dora, Mary, and Betty, ca 1913

Iva holds Eleanor while Dora, Mary, and Betty ride the horse.

Iva holds Eleanor while Dora, Mary, and Betty ride the horse.

Left to right, Mary, Betty, Eleanor, and Dora Daniells, 1917

Left to right, Mary, Betty, Eleanor, and Dora Daniells, 1917

Left to right, Iva with Jean, Dora, Eleanor, Mary, and Betty, ca 1921

Left to right, Iva with Jean, Dora, Eleanor, Mary, and Betty, ca 1921

Left to right, Mary, Betty, Eleanor, and Dora, ca 1918

Left to right, Mary, Betty, Eleanor, and Dora, ca 1918

A "band" of sisters: Dora, Mary, Betty, Eleanor, and Jean

A "band" of sisters: Dora, Mary, Betty, Eleanor, and Jean, ca 1929


Children of Will Carleton and Iva Bliss Daniells: Mary

October 7, 2009
Mary Deone Daniells Winegar

Mary Deone Daniells Winegar

My mother Mary Deone was born to Iva Bliss and Will Carleton Daniells on December 15, 1910, in Mercedes, Texas.  She was the only one of the five Daniells sisters who was not born in Wacousta.   

When she was about six months old, the Daniells family moved to Chicago and, about 18 months later, to Watertown Township near Wacousta.  Except for her third grade year, Mary and her sisters attended Watertown Center School until she completed eighth grade.  The family spent her third grade year in Tavares, Florida.  In 1923, the family moved to Eustis, Florida, where Mary graduated from high school.

Like her sister Dora, Mary attended Florida State College for Women, now Florida State University.  She completed three years of college there but was forced to drop out due to health problems.  She moved to Wacousta where her mother was living.  Mary completed her college education and received her degree in music education from Albion College in Michigan. 

Mary’s first teaching job was at the Everett School in Lansing where she taught first and second grade.  Then she taught for two years in Grand Ledge, Michigan, where she taught first and second grade music, Jr. High music, and ninth grade grammar and literature.
Mary Winegar reads her Bible at the cottage, 1986

Mary Winegar reads her Bible at the cottage, 1986

In 1938 Mary married Donald Stephenson Winegar at the Pivot in Wacousta.  The newly married couple honeymooned at the cottage built by Orla and Kate Bailey and which my wife and I now own. 

Mary and Donald had four children, Donna Lorraine, Mary Elaine, James Steven, and Carleton David.  After her marriage to Donald, Mary devoted her life to raising their children and assisting Donald while he completed his education and in his ministry.

Within a few years of Donald’s death in 1987, Mary moved into Bishops Glenn Retirement Home where she and her sister Eleanor had apartments on the same floor.  Mary died in 2003 at the age of 92 surrounded by loving family members.

More details on Mary’s life can be found in the July 26, 2009 post.

To see a Memorial for Mary Daniells Winegar, click the link.

Iva Daniells holds baby Mary

Iva Daniells holds baby Mary

Iva Daniells cares for baby Mary in Mercedes, Texas

Iva Daniells cares for baby Mary in Mercedes, Texas

Iva with Dora and baby Mary, 1911

Iva with Dora and baby Mary, 1911

Iva with 4-year-old Mary, Dora, and Betty, 1914

Iva with 4-year-old Mary, Dora, and Betty, 1914

Mary, 1933

Mary, 1933

Mary Daniells

Mary Daniells

Mary Daniells

Mary Daniells

 
The five Daniells sisters at Dora's wedding.  From left to right, Jean Lowell, Eleanor Daniells, Betty Daniells, Mary Winegar, John and Dora Panchik.

The five Daniells sisters at Dora's wedding. From left to right, Jean Lowell, Eleanor Daniells, Betty Daniells, Mary Winegar, John and Dora Panchik.

Mary Winegar on the porch at the cottage, 1992

Mary Winegar on the porch at the cottage, 1992


Children of Edwin Ashbel and Myrtie Winegar: Group Pictures

September 17, 2009

In the last several posts I have included individual pictures of the children of  E.A. and Myrtie Winegar.  Today, I finish this section with pictures of two or more of the children and their parents.  I can identify most of the people in the group pictures if anyone wants the information. 

Nina, Esther, and Donald Winegar

Nina, Esther, and Donald Winegar

One of the few pictures of the entire Edd Winegar family: left to right, Edd, Bill, Myrtie, Paul, Nina, Esther, and Donald.

One of the few pictures of the entire Edd Winegar family: left to right, Edd, Bill, Myrtie, Paul, Nina, Esther, and Donald.

From left to right, Uncle Henry, Paul, Edd, Myrtie, Bill, and Esther Winegar.

From left to right, Uncle Henry, Paul, Edd, Myrtie, Bill, and Esther Winegar.

Left to right, Paul, Esther, Myrtie, Bill, Don, and Edd Winegar.

Left to right, Paul, Esther, Myrtie, Bill, Don, and Edd Winegar.

Thanksgiving 1937 at the Winegar's.

Thanksgiving 1937 at the Winegar's.

A Winegar-Stephenson picnic, ca 1915

A Winegar-Stephenson picnic, ca 1915

The Winegar family, 1952

The Winegar family, 1952


Children of Edwin Ashbel and Myrtie Stephenson Winegar: Paul

September 15, 2009
Paul Ray Winegar

Paul Ray Winegar

Paul Ray Winegar, the youngest child of Edwin and Myrtie Winegar, was born in 1926.  He served in the Navy during World War II and was stationed in Guam.  A poem written by one of his shipmates, Satan’s Dreamboat, was published in the September 4th post.  Paul married Mary Margaret Bergens in 1948 and had three sons and several grandchildren.  He had a career in real estate and paint sales.  Mary Margaret died in 1996.  Paul married Pat Quigley Moses in 2003.  He has recently had to give up tennis but still enjoys playing golf two or three times per week.

Myrtie Winegar rocks baby Paul.

Myrtie Winegar rocks baby Paul.

Paul Winegar, U.S. Navy

Paul Winegar, U.S. Navy

Paul Winegar aboard ship during World War II.

Paul Winegar aboard ship during World War II.

Paul and Mary Margaret Winegar

Paul and Mary Margaret Winegar

Paul and Mary Margaret, 1992

Paul and Mary Margaret, 1992

Paul and Pat Winegar

Paul and Pat Winegar


Children of Edwin Ashbel and Myrtie Stephenson Winegar: William

September 12, 2009

William Edwin Ashbel Winegar was born in 1917 and died in 2001.  He married Ruth Elaine Palmer March 13, 1942 and had two daughters and two sons.  During World War II, Bill served as Lieutenant in the U.S. Army Air Corps and graduated from Advanced Flying School in 1943 and then served as a combat pilot.  He made the Army his career.

Bill and Ruth Winegar in 1992.

Bill and Ruth Winegar in 1992.

Ruth and Bill Winegar with first two children.

Ruth and Bill Winegar with first two children.

 

Newspaper article about Bill Winegar earning his wings.

Newspaper article about Bill Winegar earning his wings.

 

Bill's flying school graduation announcement

Bill's flying school graduation announcement

Bill Winegar and buddies mount up on camels.  Bill is 3rd from left.

Bill Winegar and buddies mount up on camels. Bill is 3rd from left.

 

Bill Winegar's High School class picture.  Bill is far left in 3rd row.

Bill Winegar's High School class picture. Bill is far left in 3rd row.

 

Bill's 4H Club woodworking class.  Bill is 4th from left.

Bill's 4H Club woodworking class. Bill is 4th from left.

Young Bill Winegar

Young Bill Winegar


Children of Edwin Ashbel and Myrtie Winegar: Esther

September 8, 2009

 

Esther and Clarence Kirkpatrick

Esther and Clarence Kirkpatrick

Today, I continue with photos  of the children of Edwin Ashbel and Myrtie Winegar.  The photos come from my father, Don Winegar’s collection.  I don’t have a great deal of information about my aunts and uncles but I hope at a later date to have some of my cousins write a short biography of their parents.

Esther Alta Winegar was born in 1906 and died in 1993.  She married Clarence Kirkpatrick in 1941.

 

Esther Winegar, about one year old.

Esther Winegar, about one year old.

 

Esther Winegar, age 4.

Esther Winegar, age 4.

Esther Winegar, July 1941.

Esther Winegar, July 1941.

Esther and Clarence's wedding.  Esther's parents Myrtie and Edd Winegar are on the right.  The man is unknown, perhaps the minister.

Esther and Clarence's wedding. Esther's parents Myrtie and Edd Winegar are on the right. The man is unknown, perhaps the minister.


Children of Edwin Ashbel and Myrtie Winegar: Nina

September 6, 2009

 

Nina Winegar college picture

Nina Winegar college picture

Edwin Ashbel and Myrtie Stephenson Winegar were my grandparents. They had six children.  One, Mary Louise, died in infancy.  Over the next few posts I want to share some of the photos of these children from my father’s collection.  My emphasis will be primarily on old photos that other descendants may not have access to. 

The first born child of the couple was Nina Irene, born in 1903. Nina attended school in Wacousta through 10th grade and then attended Central High School in Lansing.  She then attended Michigan State College.  She would have been the first of her family to graduate from college, but she developed TB and died shortly before she was to graduate.  Apparently she completed the course of study because she  is in the graduating class picture and is listed in the graduation program.  She died in May 1932 and is buried in Niles Cemetery in Clinton County, Michigan.

Nina Winegar before college.

Nina Winegar before college.

Nina Winegar, about 4 years old.

Nina Winegar, about 4 years old.

Nina Winegar, age 4, and sister Esther, age 8.

Nina Winegar, age 4, and sister Esther, age 8.

Nina Winegar at 3 months.

Nina Winegar at 3 months.


World War II: Satan’s Dreamboat

September 4, 2009

 

Paul Winegar, U.S. Navy

Paul Winegar, U.S. Navy

My Uncle Paul Winegar served in the U.S. Navy during World War II, stationed in Guam.  One of his shipmates, H.R. Penrose M2/c, wrote the following poem, which Uncle Paul sent home to his family.  Satan’s Dreamboat tells a story that only a seaman serving in wartime can truly understand.  After reading the poem, the ship’s Chaplain had it published.  Commented Uncle Paul, “It’s very true as far as it goes.”

 I ask that the readers of this post be understanding of some of the language and characterizations.  This was wartime, and men felt fear, bitterness, and unbelievable fatigue as they fought to keep us free.  God bless the USA and those who defend her!

~~~

SATAN’S DREAMBOAT

Come listen to the story that I’m about to tell.

It contains but little glory and an awful lot of hell.

It’s about a floating dry dock out on the western sea,

On which we worked around the clock to set the whole world free.

She was not a very pretty thing, her lines were square and true.

But, my friend, she was built that way for she had a job to do.

Now sit a little closer friend; clean out your ears and listen well,

For I’m about to take you through a little piece of hell.

This story I’m sorry, must exclude many things that even now

Are just a bitter memory, of that God-forsaken scow.

~~~~~

But, my friend, I’ll tell you, before I do forget

Of steaming, reeking mess halls and bed made soaking wet

By days and nights of driving rain, where there was no place to sleep as yet.

I could tell you of a lot of things that happened every day

But friend, I want to head for home when points enough I’ve made.

Of course, there was the “buggy” bread and wormy pancakes too

And mouldy beans and smelly meat, and apples rotted through,

And sweat dropping off the mess cook’s nose into our greasy stew.

There was cold iced tea and lemonade, made in most any blend,

Then poured in cups so piping hot they’d raise blisters on your hand.

Enough of that for now, my friend, there is more that I could tell,

But we want to travel a little more on this, our trip through hell.

~~~~~

Of course there is another side of this story to unfold

It’s about the smashed up ships we fixed while living in this hole.

We brought them in here in ones and twos; sometimes as many as seven,

And one day when the dock went down she came up with eleven.

They had gaping holes and torn sides caused by the ‘Kamikaze’

There were twisted shafts and missing screws that damn near drove us crazy.

And bolts that stuck.  While in the muck of some ship’s filthy bilges,

We worked and slaved, and cussed and swore; heaved up our chow,

Then worked some more — for the job had to be finished.

~~~~~

Some ships came in with missing bows, there were sleek new ships and dirty scows;

There were battleships and LSTs; Liberty ships, carriers and APCs.

Cruisers, destroyers, and mine-sweepers too: each one meant a job to do.

Our deck was slimy, it always stank, as we put the ships in rank on rank.

And we worked in filth up to our necks, scraped from their bottoms to our decks.

~~~~~

And always and ever beneath our feet, was dirty water shoe-sole deep,

And welding lines, hydraulic jacks, come alongs – to take up slack

Air hose, water lines, and electric too; twisted, coiled, bent in two

That wrapped around unwary feet and added their misery to the heat.

~~~~~

Overhead, in the self-same vane swung the long-neck booms of heavy cranes,

Carrying on their thread like cables, a-frames, steel plate, welder’s tables;

Chain hoists, planks, and ammunition: spot lights, strong backs stern tube bearings:

All parts of ships we were repairing.

~~~~~

And then the noise of crane bells ringing;

The irritating chatter of air guns singing,

The P.A. system on all ships blaring,

The throaty roar of “Hog-burners” swearing.

And steady thump of hand swung hammers; and then, above the noisy clamor,

The boatswain’s whistle’s shrill demand for “Attention” from some ship’s “All hands.”

And, if by chance you should look up and do it not with care,

A leaking scupper on a “head” will nail you fair and square.

~~~~~

And then at night, when we could rest from the labor of it all,

 The slant-eyed nestlings of the devil’s brood would drop in to pay a call

And shocked from dreams by the siren’s scream and the whitle’s throaty bellow,

We’d put out lights, dog hatches down, and pray that we weren’t yellow.

~~~~~

The hungry guns would sniff the air, waiting to bark and bite.

And while smoke pots burned, and the air they churned into a choking, gasping hell

We would wait, my friend, and waiting is one thing we do quite well.

~~~~~

But Tojo’s sons never reached our deck, we gratefully thank our God for that:

And while “all clear” sounded around the bay,

We’d head for our racks and hope to stay.

But we must stop often on the way to choke and cough and spit

For “blackout” smoke was in our lungs, and it damn well makes you sick.

Finally our narrow bunks we’d reach, there to roll and toss

Trying to sleep some “double time” to make up for what we lost.

~~~~~

No, we’re not complaining, friend; not for just one minute,

For we knew we had a job to do, and by the grace of God we did it.

~~~~~

Now all we ask of “Uncle Sam,” now that our job is done

Is to find a ship that’s homeward bound, for each and every one.

To take each one back to his old home town,

Where for the next ten years or more

He can forget this “Satan’s Dreamboat”

And what they built it for.

 

 


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