My Grandpa was born on February 15, 1894 in
"The Cherokee Nation," Indian Territory.
He attended A&M College, in Oklahoma.
On February 25, 1917,
he and my Grandma, "Nancy," were married in
"Webber's Falls, Oklahoma.
That same year, on April 6,1917
the U.S. entered WWI.
Soon he was on a ship bound for the
"Argonne" offensive, in France.
"Grandma wearing Grandpa's WWI Uniform."
Grandpa in his WWI Uniform
on January 23, 1918.
Sadly, baby "Mary" died in March.
"Grandpa" never met his first child.
Can you imagine learning your baby girl had died,
while fighting across the sea, in the trenches of WWI?
Just 6 months later, Grandma received a telegram,
with the worst possible news.
On September 26, 1918, "Grandpa" had been
"killed in action."
She anxiously hoped his body would be returned home.
Two months after the memorial service, she was still waiting.
One beautiful autumn afternoon,
she was baking and thinking about, how sad this "Thanksgiving Day" would be,
when she heard the screen door slam.
She continued to prepare the apple cobbler.
Suddenly, from behind her, a familiar voice whispered,
"Nancy,"
as she lost all consciousness.
Wounded warrior yes, but very much alive.
Such a romantic true story!
They continued to live in "Webber's Falls" area,
near Muskogee, Oklahoma.
While there, they had 3 boys and 2 girls.
"Mule Skinner!"
Grandpa drove freight.
Driving a team of 20 (sometimes more) mules on his own,
with nothing but a whip and muscle.
With a flick of his wrist,
the razor sharp whip skinned the hide right off
any of the stubborn,
as his team moved in unison as one,
to accomplish the impossible.
Having a "Grandpa," with this kind of "fire,"
makes me feel like I can do anything,
anytime, anywhere!
They moved "West," to Buckeye, Arizona in 1927.
Could any town in the U.S.A. sound more "COWBOY?"
"Buckeye!"
Yes, this is where 5 more boy's were born.
With a growing family, he put his mechanical knowledge
and education from A&M to use.
He started working as head mechanic at
"Ford Motor Company."
They buried 2 babies, "Mary," and "Paul."
Raised 8 healthy, children, 7 boys, 1 girl.
They moved to Bakersfield, California in 1940.
Grandpa bought Grandma, a California Country Cottage:
816 Park Drive
Bakersfield, California.
It was "Home to the Harwell's" for more than 40 years.
Orange trees, baby pink climbing roses for
"Grandma's Cottage."
Grandpa holding Steve. Grandma holding me.
Apart from being a mechanic in Bakersfield, he also commuted to San Francisco to work in the shipyards.
He was a brilliant soldier, cowboy, mechanic, and shipbuilder like his "Viking," forefathers.
Is this where all the "Harwell" redheads come from?
Mr. & Mrs. Fred Chancellor Harwell
10 Children
12 Grandchildren
23 Great Grandchildren
25 Great Great Grandchildren
2 Great Great Great Grandchildren
Grandpa died on February 19,1957.
Grandma died on November 19, 1991,
They were never married to anyone else.
February 25, 2020,
Marked 103 years since their Wedding Day.
I love and miss you Grandpa & Grandma!
I will see you on the other side.
Cheryl your love shines through in your writing, thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you sweet girls!
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