My hometown as seen from the Bay

My hometown as seen from the Bay

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Tuesday afternoon

Still waiting on a phone call to let me know what time I need to show up at the hospital tomorrow.  Mary is upstairs working from home and Jake is at daycare.  I wanted to ride along so I could see what the "waddle room" looked like that he's graduated to from the infant room. I was especially interested in how they get young toddlers to sleep on mats.  They do, though.  It was nap time when we arrived. This one room is darkened and a CD player has soothing music playing.  Not real soft but normal sound so the outside noises in the room next door (where more toys and climbing mats are) won't startle them awake.
I noticed a school bus in the parking lot and Mary says it's one they hire and bring in so the kids can go inside and bounce around like a bouncy house and other activities.

Catie came over for dinner last night 'cause her apartment house blew a transformer and the electricity was going to be out until today. She showed me her latest bead project. She drew the design herself.
I babysat Jake this morning while Mary was upstairs showering and had to take a couple pictures...just because.   Here he is posing for Grandma after his bath and the second one is him watching Sesame Street.  They seldom have the TV on when he's up so he found it interesting. (for a while)  He is only 8 months.

Whew! It's already starting to warm up in here.  It gets a lot hotter on this side of the water than it does on the peninsula.
Dave Marriott sent me this photo in an email this morning. Shows the Redskin rock being disassembled. Depressing for both of us.
I've got one more episode of OZ to watch and then I'm done with all six seasons.  Was going to watch it last night but the finale was two hours long and I knew I wouldn't make it until midnight.  This heat makes me more tired than usual.

Hospital just rang me up and I check in at 11:45.  Be glad when this is done.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Monday Morning in Renton

It's a little after 10 a.m. and all is quiet.  I've surfed my usual websites, worked my crossword puzzle, and downloaded some video and pictures.  I wanted to get some of Jake crawling but when he's really going at it, my camera seems to be out of reach.  Anyhow, here's a short 39-second one I took this morning.  Mary's gonna have to move her potted plants and other floor decorations soon as he keeps eyeing them.



I arrived at the Tacoma Narrows Bridge about 10 am on Saturday. Getting to my cousin's place on Union Avenue was fairly easy although I did take one wrong turn.  We visited for a few hours and I drove us down to Taco Time for lunch. (her favorite place)
                              Ann graduated from Garfield High School with Quincy Jones.


Mary and Andy arrived a little before 2 pm and luckily Andy knew that area well so he drove the backroads avoiding I-5 which was snarled.  We had to get on it at one point but it was okay by then. They fixed up my bedroom so it's very cozy.  I have a table for my laptop, a large flat screen tv and I stopped at Bartells to pick up a small table fan.  My own bathroom is right next door.

I was exhausted Saturday night so I fell in bed at 9 but last night I watched a couple episodes of OZ on my laptop.  They're picking me up a "box" today so I'll be able to watch the TV set during the rest of my stay.  Mary picks me up at 2:30 this afternoon so I can go to my pre-surgery appt in Issaquah.

Yesterday they had a barbeque in the col-de-sac down the street for all the members of the owner's association.  They only had about 5 families or so participate but that was fine. Catie came over and we visited while eating burgers, chips, and fruit.
This morning I took a few pictures of my surroundings so I'd have something to post besides the usual birds, lawn, and nutty stuff I have to work with while writing from home.
 Here's Mary saying goodbye to Jake as Andy heads off to daycare in Bellevue. They take turns taking and picking him up each day depending on their schedules. They both can work from home certain days. Andy works in Bellevue for T-Mobile and Mary is contracted to Microsoft right now.
 Here's my car awaiting my return to Port Angeles (hopefully Aug. 31 if I'm able to drive. Otherwise, Sept. 7.)
 The gate that they installed for when Jake decides he needs to investigate upstairs.
The gadgets and equipment they have for babies these days never fails to amaze me.  This is a pacifier like thing. (He won't have anything to do with pacifiers). Anyhow, you put a piece of fruit like cantalope or orange in the mesh bag and they suck on it for nourishment.  Course Jake is already eating tiny pieces of fruit so Mary doesn't know if he'll be all that interested.  He's cutting teeth again --his 5th & 6th already.  He'll be 8 months old this Saturday.

Well, I guess I'll go watch the huge TV in the living room. I'm sure Andy is thrilled he doesn't have to share his remote with his mother-in-law. I'm thrilled too!  hee hee

Friday, August 15, 2014

Watching Football

Kind of a crummy day.  Felt a tad under the weather but I suppose part of that is nerves.  After finishing up all the chores on my list -- trash bins brought back in, hose wound up, two loads of laundry, dishes, packing, paperwork, ironing -- I was exhausted.  Took a two hour nap (sorta) and I'm still tired.

Been watching episodes of OZ for a while now. Am down to the last season.  Sometimes it's over the roof violent; other times it's funny; other times it's just plain gross.  And I stay focused.  Ha Ha
Am amazed at the number of well known actors that keep showing up.  Saw a young guy that was on General Hospital when I watched it in 1964 -- Roy Thinnes.  Luke Perry showed up as a preacher and his death was really original.

The convicts constantly kill each other and it makes you wonder -- how come the guards are never around.  Course the guards are bad guys too.  Anyhow, Luke Perry was put into a wall of the kitchen that had been opened up and then closed up with new bricks. Then they pushed a big stove in front of the bricks and left him.  Later, a cook accidentally left the gas on and when a guard lit up a cigarette, an explosion blew up a huge section of the prison.  Luke was saved when his wall collapsed but he looked like an alligator cause he was so badly burned.

Well, enough of that.  Here's my favorite picture for the day.  Thank you Mary.  I needed a Jake fix.


Thursday, August 14, 2014

scanning, sorting, visiting

Pulled out my suitcase this morning but intend to wait until tomorrow to get busy with the packing and all the chores that goes with it.  I cleaned up a few more computer files and came across some old newspaper clippings that I thought I would scan.  I've probably shared these before but they interest me so that's all that matters.
Here's a 1947 (I think) Leader article about the kids parade.   I recognize pretty much all the names of the kids that took part.  My aunt Velna is also mentioned in the last paragraph.  She was always a first class seamstress and her talents were put to use all her life. Here's a picture of her busy at her old Singer.
The article talks about the costumes she made and this picture shows my cousin, Arlie on the left in the turtle outfit, and cousin Lee Arey in the rabbit costume.
I think if you click on the article, you can read it better. At least I hope so.
This next photo shows my Aunt Velna watching the kids parade in 1951 as Denny and I go by with the float she made along with Denny's mom, Lorraine Blankenship. The Leader article mentions us getting third prize.



The city was busy working on my alley all morning long so I decided to take pictures as they worked along and finished up.





This picture of Maddie appeared in the Peninsula Daily News a while back. Hunter (also straight A's) was in an earlier picture but I didn't get one of those.
Some of these I've already posted on Facebook but I know not everyone goes to that website. Here's a postcard picture of All View Motel in 1962 when Ruth and Sharon and I lived in the unit on the left facing the street. And, how it looks today.  I pass it frequently on my way to the library.

My brother and sister-in-law stopped in this afternoon. I haven't seen them in some time so it was a nice surprise.  They were in town getting their new car serviced. They bought a Prius in June.
Can't think of much else right now.  Maybe I'll take a quick little nap. Well nuts!  I just tested out the newspaper articles and you can't read them unless you increase your monitors read view to 200%. (under zoom)

Oh....and here's a song I heard in the car that for some reason...I love!  AC/DC has never been a group I listened to but I do like the guy singing this.


Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Woke up to raindrops

It was music to my ears hearing the raindrops this morning.  I'm sure the lawn, trees, flowers, and weeds  loved it too.  I'm sitting at the kitchen table with family history notes scattered all around me.  I was getting nowhere trying to find more data on elusive old relatives so I decided to let it go for a while and settle in to put together what notes I have accumulated.

I wrote short bios on my grandparents and am now working on aunts and uncles.  My book (from 2007) called 'The Alphabet of my Life' has small tidbits but they don't really tell much of a story about each person. And of course, when you read back what you've written years later, it's normal to cringe with just how badly you did write.  I'm hoping to improve on that a bit.  Course, some relatives I knew better than others so I can only go with what I have and hope that it's accurate.

Ideally,  I would be able to visit each cousin and get their perspectives but sometimes it's hard to connect with family.  I still intend to work more on that end of things.  Saturday, I'll be visiting my oldest cousin, Ann, and since I don't have a lot of data on my Uncle Arthur, I'm hoping she can fill in some holes.  I do have a piece her brother, Bill,  wrote me years ago about their dad and it was a treasure to get.  He writes well and we used to email frequently but not so much anymore. Not sure why.  Some cousins are better than others at keeping in touch. I think that's how it is in most families. Anyhow, the piece on my dad's oldest brother, Arthur, is worth sharing....


I had to really think about what he liked to do as I realized a lot of what we did together may have been more about what I liked. He enjoyed watching wrestling. We watched it on TV and he took me to local matches on occasion. I think most of the matches we went to were in Tacoma. We went to Seattle Rainer baseball games at the old Sicks' Stadium. That was my first experience with professional baseball. He liked auto racing.
We went to the midget auto races out on Aurora Ave near the old Playland amusement park. Midget cars were smaller versions of the Indy race cars of the time. We also attended races at Midway and Spanaway.
The TV shows he liked were Jackie Gleason in the Honeymooners, Your Show of Shows with Sid Caesar, and Sanford & Son. We listened to music on the car radio but I never heard him listen at home or express any real interest in music. This may have been something we did for my pleasure. He got a big laugh out of a program on radio called "Could This Be You". It was a program produced by the Washington State Patrol of recordings of people pulled over for traffic violations. It was really funny. Other radio shows He liked were Amos & Andy, Jack Benny and Red Skelton.
Before he had a TV we went to movies. A lot of them were war movies or westerns. Some of these must have been when I was pretty young because I can remember that during intermission they passed the hat collecting money for the war effort and "The March of Dimes" to fight polio.
Thinking about my Dad enabled me to realize some things I hadn't really thought about. I can't remember him ever making a racist remark. I think that is pretty remarkable considering the period in which he grew up. You wondered if he had a favorite sibling. If he did he never told me. He enjoyed visiting with all of them and was really pleased when they came to visit him. My dad always worried about visiting around mealtimes. He thought they would think they had to feed us. He seemed to have a really tough time accepting things from others.
Like many people who experienced the depression he was pretty frugal. He wasn't cheap but he believed in getting value for what he paid. He paid cash for everything. If he didn't have the money to pay for it, he didn't buy it. He never had any credit accounts until late in life and then it was only because to do certain things you needed to establish credit. It seems strange that paying cash for everything doesn't establish your credit worthiness.
He shopped yard sales and frequently went to the Bremerton Shipyards surplus sale. He would buy things that he thought he might have a use for some day. He bought several cars at disposal auctions.
My Dad was a "Rigger" at the shipyards. He never talked with me about his work so I am not exactly sure what a "Rigger" did. I think they were involved in setting scaffolding and various cables for lifting heavy objects on the ships.
He liked to fish and hunt. He taught me how to shoot and we would go target shooting. He enjoyed taking Lee, Arlie and me camping and fishing. He liked playing jokes on us. On one occasion he pretended to be a bear outside the tent. I am sure Lee and Arlie will tell you they knew it was him all along but they were screaming just as loud as I was and we were all trying to get away from the side of the tent he was on. He spent a lot of time with me every year, taking me on trips, camping and fishing. He had to take a lot of time off from work to do this. I just took it for granted and thought every father did this. After I took my own kids camping, I came home and told everyone I didn't remember camping being so much work. I am not aware of any hobbies but he did like to garden. He had an extensive fruit and vegetable garden with several apple and cherry trees. He gave a lot of what he raised to his neighbors. He kept his house even after he moved out and would go there during the day and work in the garden.
I don't know when my parents divorced but I think I was around three years old. I used to wonder when I was in my teens what had brought my parents together. They were so different in their interests. I can't remember either one of them ever saying anything bad about the other. I was very lucky that my father chose to stay part of my life and my mother allowed it.

                                                     
 My brother, Les, came by yesterday with his grandson, Brend'n, and his friend, Mike.  They took apart the basketball hoop stand and Jenni graciously gave it to them since they're family.  I threw in a basketball.  Jenni was also getting rid of a tv so Les drove over and picked that up as well.




 Nothing much on my agenda today. Same with tomorrow and Friday, although Friday I'll be busy packing up a suitcase trying to figure out what to take with me for two or three weeks.  I'm already looking forward to coming home again.  My goal is to work at physical therapy diligently until I'm well enough to rearrange the entire house!  My bedroom especially.  I may need to call on the twins a bit but we'll see.

The Clallam  County Fair starts tomorrow but I haven't decided if I'm going to go yet. Will depend on my energy level.  I would kind of like to see Hunter's tractors that he's entered, though.  Another case of "we'll see....."

Guess I'll get back to work now.

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Whew! Tad warm today...

Guess who's sitting here with no bra on.  I've got three fans going in this room; shut up the windows, closed the blinds and curtains and am hoping for a cool down.  It's only 6:45 pm  right now, though, so I know I'm looking at a good two hours yet.

I spent a good part of the day watching old VHS movies.  Well, actually I mostly just had them playing in the background.  It got too warm to be online and since my ancestry subscription ran out yesterday, I wasn't tempted to look up "just one more thing."

Three things on my to-do list tomorrow.  Mail off a book (sold it on Ebay) and thanks to Hunter for letting me know.  He's been having so much activity on there with his selling and buying (he uses my account) that I seldom go look to see if any activity is mine.  Also have to have a 9 a.m. telephone pre-surgery appt so they can instruct me on what I have to do when I go in the following Monday for my pre-appt in person.  Then I have to get a hold of the PA and PT newspapers so I can submit Linda's obit for Mel.

Supposed to be hot again tomorrow so I don't plan on exerting myself too much.  I did get some ironing done this morning. Had some t-shirts I needed to look halfway decent for when I pack them in my suitcase next Friday.  I also baked a one-crust apple pie.  Needed to use up the last three apples but unfortunately, I think my oven get hotter than it needs to as I  almost burnt the thing.  Still eatable, though.  I'm going to have to remember to cut down the bake time for stuff I make as I've been burning things a little too frequently.

Today is my daughter Sue's 18th wedding anniversary. I don't think they did anything special. Too hot out.
I went to the fair yesterday and took these pictures --
 The  PTHS alumni booth.  I bought a ticket hoping to win one of the gift baskets. Both had really cool stuff in them (thanks to Kris Logue who put them together)
                                            Joanne Gilles, me, and Linda Pedersen.
              me and Wendy Davis who is running for sheriff. Her dad is Phil Spindor.
 Gary and Chris Kolsky.  I've been to their house a couple time to pick blackberries but won't make it this year.
 Linda Germeau and Sheryl Herzog.  Not sure if I'm getting Sheryl's name right. She's Wendy's mom
                                                       Dave and Helen Marriott
                                                                         Jim Kiesel

I sure enjoyed the movies I watched today.  First off was The Searchers with John Wayne in 1956.  I looked up details about the movie on IMDB and I may have to watch it again so I can try and spot the errors.  I read.....

As the cavalry approaches and begins to cross the snow-covered river to the left, an automobile appears and drives to the right-hand corner of the shot and stops just beyond a tree.

During the snowy creek crossing, a woman on horseback can clearly be seen wearing sun-glasses.

Although the movie is set between 1868 and 1873, several characters are seen wearing Levi's jeans (complete with stitching on the back pocket and signature red Levi's tag). Levi's didn't patent a blue jean until 1873, and the name "Levi's" wasn't patented until 1928.

There were several references to the guns not being in the right era too.

The second movie I watched was 'The Big Chill.'  Interesting tidbit on that movie was that
 Kevin Costner who played Alex (the guy who's funeral they had come to attend) had his scenes cut so we never got to see him.

The third movie was Parenthood.  Steve Martin has long been my favorite comedian. Great flick!

Boy, I sure am thankful my surgery is getting closer  This shoulder of mine is really giving me a lot of grief. Sleep is hit and miss and I'm achy and uncomfortable with almost every movement I make.  I sure hope that physical therapy goes well (and quickly) so I can get the left side done as soon as possible.


I did get IDs on an old picture I was trying to identify. Thanks Helen.

The House was the Drake family's home, just above my parents new house on  1054 Quincy.   The two little boys to the right are my brothers, Tom and Harry. The girls on the sled on the right are Diane Drake(Lux) and , in back, my sister Anne Woods (Plut).  I was not born yet..... probably 7 or 8 years later.    It is a cute picture... and Great Snow... we always LOVED it!! Anne is 79  so it's quite a while ago!

Here's a picture of the tractor my grandson restored. He's entering it in the fair this week.


I watched golf most of the afternoon, except for the nap I took halfway through  And that was my weekend.  Exciting, huh?

Friday, August 8, 2014

Two more Bios- Mae & Velna

Been working steadily on family history notes. I'll try to cut and paste here but sometimes the columns end up going all over the place and the pictures won't transfer at all. Maybe I can play around with them and insert a couple photos myself.  Need to get off the computer and since my ancestry subscription ends tomorrow and I'm going to the fair, I guess I'll put this project on the back burner for a while. Or not.  I can still do a lot of editing without needing ancestry.com.  Yesterday I worked on my dad's mother (who I never met) and my dad's oldest sister, Velna Walker (who I spent a lot of time with)  Their bios appear below but some of the photos aren't attached.

Viola Mae Holt Blankenship

Viola (called Mae) was born 26 Sept 1883 in Auburn, Nemaha County, Nebraska
She died 24 Jan 1938 in Port Townsend, Jefferson County, WA of pneumonia

Her father was George Washington Vernon Holt born 24 Apr 1852 in MO. He died 28 Dec 1922 in Oak Harbor, Island County, WA     George WV Holt’s parents were: James Holt and Martha Stark
Her mother was Mary Ellen Weatherly born 10 Jan 1847 in Nashville, TN. She died 17 Jul 1917 in Oak Harbor.  Mary E. Weatherly’s parents were Washington Yancey Weatherly and Emily Jane Brannock

Mae’s folks married 6 Oct 1872 in Washburn, Barry County, MO
Mae’s siblings:

1)            Alva Smith Holt                 1876-1934   m. Cassie, Laura Belle Kindig
2)            William Alfred Holt           1878-1937   m. Bertha Fotland                     
3)            Arlie Vernon Holt              1880-1943   m. Cecilia                                  
4)            Mary Maude                      1881-1960   m. Skaggs                                   
5)            Viola Mae                           1883-1938   m. Blankenship                         
6)            George Albert “Bert”       1887- 1923   m. Bessie Holman                    
7)            James Robert Holt            1889-1918    drowned in Chehalis River

Since the 1890 census was lost in a fire, the first census that Mae appears in is 1900

1900 Census: Napavine, Lewis County, WA
Holt, Alva S 24 b May 1876  MO MO TN  blacksmith
Holt, Cassie 20 b Dec 1879   OR IL IL
Holt, Bert 15     b May 1885   ID  MO TN   day laborer
Holt, Mae 17  b Jan 1883 MO MO TN   cook

Note: her father, George W was shown living nearby. Wife wasn’t listed, however.

Mae married Lew Gene Blankenship 24 Dec. 1903 in Winlock, WA
In 1905 she was living in Salem, OR
In 1908 she was in Oak Harbor
In 1910 she was in Eugene (although the census lists her as living in Eola). Her third child, Elva was listed as being born in Eugene
In 1914 she was in Albany, OR
They moved to Port Townsend in May, 1928.

1910 census: they were in Eola, Polk County, Oregon
1920 census: they were in Greenwood, Lewis County, Washington
1930 census: Jefferson Co, Port Townsend, WA
Lewgene, 52, laborer, paper mill, IL, IL, NJ
Viola M, 46, NE, MO, TN
George, 16, OR     
John 7, WA
Jim, 7, WA

1932 City Directory:
Blankenship, L.F. (May)
papermaker Nat’l Ppr Prod Co
home: 5th ward RD3 Port Townsend, WA

LewGene & Mae’s children:

1)            Velna                    1905-1982  b. Salem OR  ma. Darryl Walker
2)            Arthur Gene        1908-1989  b. Oak Harbor, WA  ma Katherine Girmus
3)            Elva Ellen            1910-1994  b. Eugene, OR    ma. Lyall Arey
4)            George Arlie      1914-1994  b. Albany, OR  ma. Lorraine U’Ren
5)            John Alva            1923 - 2009  b. Galvin, WA ma Nisbet, Marcellla Bell Smith
6)            James Ira             1923 - 2008   b. Galvin, WA  ma Lillian Luttrell

Mae’s father died of myocarditis at age 71. Her mother died of valvular heart disease at age 70
 Mae on right holding George, Velna in front of them, Arthur in front of Velna, Elva peeking out. Grandpa Lew Gene standing behind Mae wearing hat. Mae's mother standing next to her
                                                       Viola Mae Holt Blankenship

                                  
Velna Blankenship Walker

Velna was the first child born of LewGene Blankenship and Viola Mae Holt. She was born on July 16, 1905 in Salem, Oregon. She had one sister and two brothers until she was 18 and her folks were surprised with twin sons in 1923.

She was living in Oak Harbor, Wa in 1908 when her brother, Arthur, arrived. Her sister, Elva, is listed as being born in Eugene, Oregon in 1910 but she didn’t make the census for that year because it was taken in May and she arrived in September when the family was residing in Eola, Polk County, Oregon.  In 1920, she is listed as living in Greenwood, Lewis County, Wash.

In 1926 she married Darrel E. Walker in Salem, Oregon. Darrel was the son of Jess Walker and Ella Cathcart of Oberlin, Kansas

In 1927, their first son, Robert Lee Walker, was born in Suver, Oregon on Aug. 31.

In April of 1930 Darrel & Velna were living at 408 Clara Street in Camas, WA. He was a pipefitter at the local paper mill. They apparently moved shortly after that as their second son, Claude Ellis, was born July 19, 1930, in Port Townsend, WA.  Darrel’s obit lists him as coming to Port Townsend in 1927 so possibly Velna stayed on in Camas and followed him later.

On July 3, 1938, Darrel was killed in an accident at the paper mill. The Port Townsend newspaper article read:
Man Killed By Fall at Kraft Mill
Darrel E. Walker, 33, accidentally plunged into the hold of ship loading paper at Local Plant

Falling accidentally through a hatch into the hold of the American-Hawaiian ship Texan as it was being loaded with paper at the kraft mill dock here, Darrel E. Walker, 33, a longshoreman, was instantly killed at shortly before 10 o’clock Sunday night.
It was estimated he fell a distance of approximately 32 feet before striking on his head and badly fracturing his skull. A doctor, who was immediately called, said death was instantaneous. As far as can be learned no one actually saw him start his fall, although other workmen reported seeing his body as it hurtled through space after he passed through the hatch. It is not known what caused the fall, but opinions were expressed that he either stumbled or stepped accidentally into the opening.
Funeral services have been set for 2 o’clock tomorrow (Friday) at Carroll’s Mortuary chapel. The Rev. Samuel L. Brown of the Baptist Church will be the officiating minister and pall bearers will be members of the Port Townsend local of the longshoremen’s union, of which the deceased, was a member.
Mr. Walker, who had numerous friends here, came to Port Townsend December 27, 1927, and built his permanent home. He was a native of Oberlin, Kansas, where he was born October 28, 1904, the son of Mr. and Mrs. J.O. Walker. His people were old settlers of that part of the country.
He came west in 1925 and the following year was married to Miss Velma Blankenship. The   Blankenship family moved to Port Townsend at about the same time as the Walkers.
Mr. Walker is survived by his widow and two sons, Robert and Claude, of Port Townsend; his parents, Mr. and Mrs. J.O. Walker of Oberlin; two sisters, Mrs. Hap Coy of Denver, Colo. and Elynor Walker of Oberlin; a brother, Ray of Denver, and three grandparents, Mrs. R.L. Walker and Mr. and Mrs. A. C. Cathcart of Oberlin. Mr. Walker’s parents and possibly other members of the family are coming here from Kansas to attend the funeral rites
This was the first and only known vessel to be named Texan in American-Hawaiian’s fleet. She also had the dubious honor of being the first American-Hawaiian (A-H) vessel sunk during World War II, and was the oldest vessel in the fleet at the time.




1938 was a hard year for Velna. She not only lost her husband of 12 years, but her mother died in January of the same year.  To support herself, she decided to go to barber school in Spokane. Her two boys would live with her brother, George, and his wife, Lorraine at their house on Hastings Avenue.
Although Velna always cut everybody’s hair in the family all her life, she never did open up her own beauty shop.  When she returned to Port Townsend, she had various jobs.  She worked at Fort Worden at the army base but I’m not sure if it was  in a kitchen or the dry cleaners. Maybe neither.  I do remember that she worked the counters of two drug stores. O’Neill’s downtown Port Townsend where her homemade soup was a favorite at the lunch counter, and at the Uptown Drug Store.
She sold her house at 2024 Clay in Port Townsend after Claude and Lorraine married in 1955. She had kept it as a rental but had trouble managing it. Darryl had built it up out of a small house that was on the lot. I loved that house and always wished I could buy it.
On January 25, 1949, Velna married Ralph Mastracchio at the Catholic Church in Port Townsend. Velna wasn’t a Catholic but Ralph was.  He was stationed at the nearby Fort Worden in the army and played in the army band.  He was from East Greenwich, RI, and from what I’ve heard and can remember of him, he was a little bit of an oddball.  Their marriage only lasted a short time.
 Velna lived with her father at his Kuhn Street house and helped take care of him. When her younger brother, John,(my dad) got divorced in 1952 and was awarded custody of three of the kids, Velna stayed on to help take care of them as well.  It was a small house and we were crowded but happy.  I remember this period of time well.  Velna’s bedroom was a cozy place to spend time. Her jewelry box held colorful beads, bracelets, scatter pins, screw-on earrings, and hair clips. She also had silk scarves, belts, hats, and a little tin powder puff music box.
Her talents were well known.  She could sew anything –and did!  She was also an artist and drew and painted all her life. She also had the distinction of having her design for the school seal chosen at Centralia High School in 1923.  She was an avid reader and letter writer.  We exchanged letters all my life.  Sadly, I didn’t save them and I’ll forever regret it.
Because she lived through the depression, her favorite places to shop were second hand stores and thrift shops.  She was very handy and could turn anything into something useful.
She was 38 when I was born and during a period of time when my father was overseas during World War II, she was awarded temporary custody of me when my mother (a very young and restless teenager) was coming up short in her mothering skills. This caused a rift in their relationship and she and my mother were enemies for the rest of their lives.  Velna didn’t take kindly to women not doing right by their children and husband.
When my sister, Janie, also came to live with us in about 1954 (my mother had originally taken her to Pennsylvania when she remarried) it became obvious that the house was just too small for that many people Velna moved to Seattle and got a job in the kitchen at Virginia Mason Hospital.
When Claude was hired by Underwood Typewriter Company in Seattle, he and Lorraine bought a houseboat on Lake Union. They were cheap, about $1000-1200 to purchase and paid about $20/moorage.  Velna liked theirs so much she got one herself and moved in a few docks down.
In January of 1958, Claude and Lorraine opened their business at 303 Prospect Street in Bellingham. Lorraine was working at a bank and Claude knew he couldn't operate the business without someone there to answer the phones while he was out selling and repairing typewriters and office machines so he asked his mother to come and she did.
She lived at 1017 Jersey Street with Claude and Lorraine, then the house next door. She didn't drive so Claude drove her where she needed to go. Claude and Lorraine bought a house at 306 Potter Street in Bellingham but after dealing with problems from the City of Bellingham, he decided to move the business out of downtown and they converted the house on Potter into the business location that it remained 'til the end. They bought a farm on Wynn Road in 1965 and Velna moved there with them. She didn't always like it there as she felt it was too isolated, and since she didn't drive, she had problems getting around. In 1974, while on Social Security, she moved into the Lincoln Square in downtown Bellingham. It was just down the street from the old Potter Street house where they had lived previously.

Velna died on her sister’s 72nd birthday –
September 6, 1982. She was 77 years old.

                                                      Elva on left/ Velna on right