Thursday, October 5, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 90 (A typed letter about Grandma Roughan)

I found this typed letter in a folder in a filing cabinet.   It looks like a few of the corrections are in Teresa's handwriting. I am typing it exactly as it was written.)

Ellen Nora Nesphsay Roughan, my Grandma, was born  in County Mayo, Ireland on August 23, 1852.   She was the youngest child in the family.   She left Ireland to join her two sisters and brother in this country in 1879 and landed in New York on March 17, 1879.  She lived in Easton, Pennsylvania and met her husband, Matthew Roughan, they had two children, my Uncle John and Mother before they moved to Leadville, Colorado where she had nine more children.   She raised three children to be adults.  In one week in Colorado she lost three children, some of her children were not full term babies.   Her brother Ed also lived in Leadville, he had two children, his wife died and the two girls spent a good deal of their time with Grandma.  

Grandma and Grandpa moved to Bisbee, Arizona in 1903 with their son John.  John died in 1904 at the age of 23 with typhoid fever.   Grandma was one of the first mid-wives in this area, in those days you take care of the mother of the new baby and all of the other children in the family.   Grandma and Grandpa homesteaded some land in the Sulpher Springs Valley, Grandpa continued to work for the mines and Grandma and Aunt Annie lived on the ranch.  She had a cow, chickens, and a garden, she used to tell us about the cow that had twin calves every year while she owned her, some farmer really wanted Grandma to sell the cow to him, she finally gave in and sold the cow and the cow never had twins again.     When she lived on the ranch she used to help with the birthing of the animals as well as being a mid-wife for humans.  She was always available to help anyone who needed her.  My brother John spent a lot of time with her on the ranch before my Mom and Dad moved down here.  By the time my Mom and Dad decided to move here after losing three of their five children in the fall of 1912, my Grandpa had died earlier in the year.  My father was a railroad man and the railroad was very active in Douglas and that's why they moved to Douglas.   Grandma later sold the ranch and bought a home at 537  13th St. that had three apartments that she rented.  My Aunt Annie had three children to raise alone and she and the children lived with Grandma. Grandma was still helping with the delivery of babies in those days not many people would to go to the hospital.   Some of the people I know she took care of was the Thommasson, the Wells and Alessis, and a lot of the Serbian people in Bisbee.  Grandma always told me that she would not go to a home if they would not promise her that they would call a Doctor, because she felt if anything were to go wrong she did not know enough to correct it.   She was very strict about this and refused to go to a home and she didn't have any trouble after that.

Grandma was always very entertaining she had lots of stories to tell. When she became a citizen as soon as she could after arriving in this Country and was very anxious to be able to vote, she was really proud when women won the right to vote and never missed exercising her right.  One time we had a hot mayor's election and there was talk of throwing out of the absentee ballots because they didn't have a Doctor's certificate attached and boy was she sure upset and she was in her nineties then.

In February, 1939 at the age of 86 she was out putting up a for rent sign and her hip broke and she fell.  When she was taken to the old Calument Hospital Dr. Alessi was not in town and the Dr who took care of her told my Mom and Aunt that she was too old to set the hip or do anything because she would probably not live long.   Later that night Dr Alessi came in and his remark was that it was true in most cases but not for Grandma.  I don't think a lot of people knew Grandma's name because mostly everyone called he Grandma.  At that time she was in the hospital for a month or six weeks, the nurses lived upstairs in the hospital and when they would be out on their dates at night they would always stop by to see how Grandma on their way upstairs, they would all be going to the Top Hat and they'd tell her about their evening, one  day she said something to some of us about she couldn't understand at the Cow Patch what was that, then she was really teased.   In six months my sister Dot got married and Grandma walked into the church for the wedding.   When World War II started she was very upset, she didn't want to see so many young men killed on both sides. She had a very strong faith an always accepted God's will and taught all of us to do the same.   In her later life she had spells (I think mild heart attacks) because she would spend a few days n the hospital every now and then, and got to know all the people who worked in the hospital. And they all loved her.

At the time Dr. Alessi brought a jug of diego red wine to the hospital so that they would give Grandma a little every night before dinner.

One time Grandma was in the hospital because she had broken her foot when she stepped off the train, my Aunt and mother stayed  with her in the day time.    I went from 5 to 9, Margaret from 9 to 1 and then she would be asleep until morning.  My aunt didn't approve of liquor and didn't want Grandma to have any even though the Dr. recommended it, so I carried a little bottle in my knitting bag and when I would get there I'd get a coke and put a little in it for her before her dinner.

My father died very suddenly in February, 1949 and when people came to our house they were all worrying about his little old mother, (Grandma was my mother's mother).  My dad's death was a big blow to Grandma, she said he was supposed to take care of everything for her when she died. After Dad's funeral she told us it would be convenient if she died because all of her children were home.   She did have to go to the hospital two days later and was not doing well, the girls stayed with her during the day and the boys stayed at night, and when my brothers left they did not tell her they were leaving. She stayed awake all night visiting with the boys and slept all day.  After everybody left we were back to the old schedule but we stayed all night too, the night before she died she showed me how to turn the heal when knitting a sock, I left about midnight and Margaret came on and Grandma went into a coma around 4 in the morning and died about eight.

After her death we were all sitting around talking about how much we had loved her and learned from her.  Someone made the remark that they were her favorite, there was quite a argument because everyone of us were sure we were her favorite.  I know I was.   I only wish all of you could have known her, we said this to all the children in the family that have come along since her death.

One of my nieces in San Francisco who has lost two babies takes a great deal of strength  from the stories she heard about Grandma.

The Christmas after Dad and Grandma died we were really lonesome and my brother Bill came home from ASU and was telling my mother he had dandruff and Mom told him to go to the cupboard and get a little bottle of Listerine that had been brought up from Grandma's house when Aunt Annie moved to California.   When he took the bottle down he said Mom this isn't Listerine its whiskey, we laughed all through Christmas because we figured out she would put a little whiskey in a coke and drink it when Annie was there and she didn't want to upset Annie. 

 

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 89 (Father Joel's Ordination)


Arizona Register
Friday, December 14, 1956

4 Franciscan Friars 
To Be Priests Dec. 22

Largest Group of Phoenicians
Ever in One Ordination Class

Phoenix--Four Franciscans of this city will receive the sacrament of Holy Orders Dec. 22 at Old Mission, Santa Barbara, Calif., in what is believed to be the largest group of Phoenix candidates ever to become priests at one ordination.

Participants in the unique ordination are Father Keirnan Jay Kilroy, O.F.M.; Father Antonine Josephs Turner, Jr., O.F.M.; Father Barry Brunsman, O.F.M.; and Father Joel E. Scott, O.F.M.

Two of the future priests, Father Kiernan and Father Barry, were born on the same day of the same year, March 15, 1929.  Father Barry was born in Phoenix and Father Kiernan in Chicago.

All First Solemn Masses of the newly ordained priests excepting that of Father Antonine Turner, will be sung in St. Mary's Church, Third Street and Monroe, in Phoenix beginning with Father Barry Brunsman's at noon on December 23, Father Kiernan Kilroy will celebrate his Mass at 9 o'clock, Dec. 25, and Father Joel Scott at noon on Sunday, Dec. 30.   Father Antonine will sing his Mass at noon, Dec. 5, in St. Francis Xavier's Church, Phoenix.

At the First solemn Mass of Father Barry, Father Victor O.F.M., will be the archpriest.   Father Blaise, O.F.M., will be deacon and Father Marcos, O.F.M. subdeacon.

Father Melvin, O.F.M. and Father Evan, O.F.M., (The rest is hard to read.)

 Father Joel Scott

Father Joel E. Scott, son of  Mr. and Mrs. Matthew J. Scott, 914 N. 6th Street, Phoenix, graduated from St. Mary's Grammar School in 1944, entered St. Anthony's Seminary, Santa Barbara, Calif., in August, 1944, and was graduated in June, 1949.

He studied philosophy at San Luis Rey Mission, Calif., and completed his theology in Old Mission, Santa Barbara, Calif.

He has a sister, Margaret Ellen, who is a postulant with the Immaculate Heart of Mary Sisters.  His father, who was reared in Douglas, has been employed by the internal Revenue Service for the past 23 years.   His mother was born in Bisbee.  His parents moved to Phoenix in 1935.

A grandfather, Edward A. Scott, was a pioneer conductor on the Southern Pacific Railroad, and at the time of his death in 1949, was the oldest member of the Brotherhood of Railroad Trainmen in Arizona.

A native of Bisbee, Father Joel was born Nov. 23, 1930 and baptized in St. Patrick's Church in Bisbee. 

(This is a very long article and it is not in good condition.  I think I captured everything about Eddie (Joel) but I will go back later and make sure.   This was a "new" find while cleaning out some cupboards.) 

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

94 Year Remembered in 94 Days-Post 88 (My mom's obituary)





Here is my mom's obituary that was in the Douglas Dispatch and the Arizona Republic:

Margaret Scott Shannon, died peacefully surrounded by her loving family on October 6, just two days short of her 85th birthday.  Margaret was born in Douglas, Arizona on October 8, 1917.  Margaret lived with her sister, Teresa, in Douglas, up until the last five months of her wonderful life.   She was lovingly cared for by her niece, Judy Engel, who helped her and the family through this final life event.   Hospice of the Valley was a wonderful part of her care during this last month.   

Margaret attended Loretto School in Douglas.   She began first grade the year the school opened in 1924 and graduated from Loretto High in 1936.  Margaret, also known as "Scottie," "Auntie" and "Great," was the first female executive at Phelps Dodge Corporation.  She was the the Manager of the Phelps Dodge Hardware Jobbing Division in Douglas and worked for 32 years, retiring in 1982.   Retirement didn't stop Margaret; she ran for and was elected to the City Council in Douglas, serving on the Council for 12 years.  Margaret was active in the Democratic Party in Cochise County and was on the Cochise County Fair Association Board of Directors until her death.   She had a lifelong commitment to public service and worked iwth many organizations.  

She was proud of her affiliation with St. Vincent de Paul Society and was a founding member of St. Luke's Catholic Parish.    She was also an active member of Beta Sigma Phi.  Margaret was a pioneer in leading other to give of themselves.   Douglas thought so highly of her that she was named the Citizen of the year in 1996.   Margaret was also an avid sports fan.

Margaret leaves behind her daughter, Sheila Rogers; two grandchildren: Kerri and Patrick Rogers; and her beloved great grandson, Cameron.   She also leaves her sister, Teresa Scott, and Teresa's daughter, Judy Engel (Ken) and Judy's children, Ryan and Kayla.   She is also survied by her brothers: Matthew Scott (Glennie) of Phoenix, and Thomas Scott (Mary) of Bethesda, Maryland.   Margaret was preceded in death by her parents, Edward and Katherine Scott; her brothers John Scott and Bill Scott and her sister, Dorothy Park.  Margaret also leaes many nieces and nephews, too many to name.

Margaret's wit and feistiness will never be forgotten by the many lives she touched. Her kindred spirit lives on through her family and those who knew her. She will be greatly missed.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in Margaret's name to Hospice of the Valley, St. Vincent de Paul, or Loretto School in Douglas, Arizona.

A rosary will be held on Friday at 7:00 p.m.and the Funeral Mass will be Saturday at 10:00 a.m. at St. Luke's Catholic Church in Douglas.

At her funeral mass, the church was filled to capacity.   The very best part of it was at the end.  My mom loved sports.  Her favorite teams were Arizona State and Notre Dame.   We were able (at that time) to play the Notre Dame fight song as her casket was escorted out of the church.   Everyone stood and clapped and cheered to the song.  It was a fitting tribute to this wonderful lady who I feel privileged to have had as a mother!!!

 

Monday, October 2, 2017

A Day to Grieve for Me (94 Years below)

Cecilia and Jay left around 10 this morning.   I got up around 7:30 and came downstairs.  I sat down in "my" chair and fell asleep.   I slept off and on while Cecilia and Jay got ready, the pugs barked, and other noise was going on.   After the last few weeks with Board "stuff" and long hours spent, I was a bit tired when I got here.  The fact that I could sleep in the chair through all that was going on is amazing to me.

Over the weekend, we accomplished a great deal and got the majority of the house cleaned out. There is really not a lot more to do.    This week, I just need to organize the things that we are keeping.   I don't know what I would have done without Cecilia and Jay here to help me.  They are always so willing to do whatever is necessary to help and they are always fun to be around.   Cecilia always helps me put things into perspective at many levels!!!

We are leaving the kitchen cabinets with china, glasses, etc.   Kerri and Judy need to be here to see what they want.   The worst thing is going to be the cubby hole as I never went in there the five years I was here.   We are probably going to need dust masks and gloves for this room!

Today I took care of a few business items.  I am meeting with the man who does headstones tomorrow so we can get Teresa's headstone ordered.  I called the city about getting the graves cemented now that they are all full.    I got money to pay for the trash to be taken to the dump by one of the wonderful guys from DUSD who is helping me after hours.   And I met with the realtor and a gardener to get the yard back into shape as it looks awful.   I also took care of getting some changes made with the alarm system and a few other business items.

And I just need a day to grieve and that will be today and then I will be fine.  I am alone in the house (although the pugs are here barking their hearts out every time someone dares walk by the house).   I am sitting in Teresa's chair today instead of mine.  I have the cooler on and the front door closed.   I will probably turn it off in a bit and open the front door, but right now I need to be able to just "veg" and if someone shows up (depending on who they are), I may not answer the door.

It has been a long and difficult journey these last few years.   I love this house which has been my home for many years.  I grew up here, spent summers working at the smelter when I was in college, spent summers here when my kids were young, came down to visit a lot, and most importantly, spent five years with Teresa when I was the superintendent of DUSD.  So many memories are tied into 858 and they are wonderful memories.    This is truly the circle of life.  As Cecilia and I talked last night, we are now the "elder" generation!   Kind of scary!!!!

So  today I am grieving the loss of Teresa.    The anniversary of my mom's death is October 6 and her birthday (100th) is October 8.   I will be here during these days.  So that will be a nostalgic time. And I am grieving the selling of this house and the end of an era in Douglas for our family.

The past two years after Teresa and I left, I came down for different events and always stayed here.    Whether it was for a fun event, a funeral, or to fix dinner for Gilbert and Douglas kids when the Gilbert kids were on their field trip, that is also over.

It is not feasible for us to keep the house.   First of all, it is an expense and we don't use it enough to justify that expense.  Plus it is just sitting here and that is not good for a house.  I am actually wanting to bring closure to this as I think it will help me.

Several people have told me that I have a room to stay in when I come to visit.  I so appreciate that, but it will be difficult for me to know that some other family is living in this house.   I just hope that we find a family that will love it like we do and will take good care of it.  We have a wonderful realtor and I think she will do her best on that end.

There are so many people I love and care for down here and I don't want to lose connections with them.   I know in time I will be able to come down here again, but it may not be for awhile.

My friends, Jessie and Elise, and I are planning a cabin trip in early November.  I don't have to go through Douglas to get to the cabin and I am sure that is what I will do this first time.

So today I can sit in Teresa's chair and cry a bit and feel sorry for myself and I am doing that. Tomorrow I will get back to finishing up the few things left to do.   I hope to see some of the friends I have here.   Tomorrow is Taco Tuesday at the Elks Club!

Every three years, the Douglas High School Alumni Association has an all class reunion.  I went to two of them during my tenure as superintendent here and they were so much fun.   There is one this year on the last weekend we are here.    It will also be in conjunction with my 50th class reunion.   I look forward to seeing many "old" friends and the timing on this could not be better.  

I found this quote from Washington Irving that I think sums up today for me:

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.


 
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. Washington Irving
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/washington149294.html?src=t_grief

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. Washington Irving
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/washington149294.html?src=t_gri

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 87 (Cleaning out 858)

I got down to Douglas Friday afternoon.   I was very disappointed in how bad the yard looked.  It has looked so nice for so many years, but the last two times we have been here, it hasn't looked like it should.  
 
I am spending two weeks here.   Cecilia and Jay came down late Friday evening.  I will be here the remainder of the week and then Judy, Kerri and Ken will be down next Saturday.

The wonderful realtor we have stopped by and we went over the schedule and a few other things to get ready to put it on the market mid month.

I went to dinner at the Elks Club and met Carol and her family and was able to visit with a lot of people that I know and care about.    I love being able to go to the Elks Club here in Douglas.  They had a steak fry and where else can you get a ribeye, baked potato and salad for $15.00.  I wasn't going to go, but Carol talked me into it.   Glad I did.

I walked over as it is not very far from 858.   The weather down here is so beautiful.   When I got there, I took this beautiful picture.  The sunset was amazing!


Cecilia and Jay got here about 8.  They were finished serving at the Elks so Carol and I walked down to the Gadsden where some other friends were.   Cecilia and Jay were able to get dinner and I was able to visit with some other friends.

Saturday brought lots of work.   We accomplished a lot, I think.    In the downstairs closet, I found some great memories of our reunions.   I want to take the pictures and have them scanned and make a disc for family members.  I was especially touched by this picture of Patrick and Teresa.  It isn't very clear here, but it is such a sweet picture.  It was from the 1992 reunion.

In 92, so many of the cousins were little kids.   Such cute pictures of them were found.  But what was most touching were ones of my mom, Teresa, Matt, Tom, Bill, Eddie and Tony who have since passed.   A lot of pictures of the brothers and sisters dancing.  Brought back many great memories.
 
Saturday evening, Cecilia wanted to go to 5:00 mass.  For some reason, that was hard for me.   Teresa and I went to that Mass every Saturday.   We always sat in the second row.   I was often the commentator or reader.     I had a couple of "moments."
 
I know the next few weeks will be hard and I will be writing more I am sure.   I feel like we have gotten a lot done and I am thankful to the many friends down here who are helping us.  
 
And Cecilia and Jay have done a lot!!  Of course, I always enjoy being with them so that makes it even better!!  


 

Sunday, October 1, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 86 (The really fun Teresa)

Growing up, my mom was way more of a disciplinarian than Teresa.   Teresa was who we all (including my kids) went to when they needed something.  Not that my mom wouldn't have given them anything (or me) she was much stricter.

However, Teresa had a really fun side.   She loved to have a couple of beers.  I remember a story that our friend, Paula, told about bringing a friend to meet my mom and Teresa.  Her friend remarked after they left that she was so tickled by the two of them.  One was sitting in her chair with a rosary in one hand and a beer in the other.    The other was laying on the coach, smoking a cigarette and watching and yelling at the football game on television.    So true.

When I was first superintendent down in Douglas, we needed some work done at the house.  I asked a couple of our maintenance guys if they could go over after work and fix whatever it was.  I got home before dark and there was no one in the house.  Usually Teresa was sitting in her chair waiting for me.  I looked around and saw some movement in the back yard.  So I went outside.  There on the patio was Teresa and our District guys sitting around the table drinking beer.  We had a refrigerator in the garage that was for beer.  Of course, I was mortified (sort of), but I got a many laughs about it through the years.

The other story, which I mentioned in the eulogy, happened one of her bridge Fridays.   She played bridge every Friday  afternoon.  I would never know what time she would get home as they had a great time after the games were over.   This one particular night, she called me and asked if I would go pick her up as they had been imbibing just a bit and she didn't feel she could drive home.  So I went and picked her up and the next morning, we went back to get her car.    Never did I ever imagine having to do that with my then 88 (?) year old aunt.

She loved life and she loved people.   She was a treasure and those five years I was there were precious to me.   We had many laughs!!!