Vintage Olean

I sent this to most of you. A friend sent it to me after a conversation in Myrtle Beach.

http://gabrielamericanrealty.com/vintageoleanpage.html

I hope this works.

Happy Birthday Judy!!

Happy birthday Judy! I hope you have a great day. I'm guessing you were maybe 3 on this birthday (give or take) so Chris has been driving truck for just about 40 years.

Just wanted to add that I've been remembering the day Judy was born. We had to go to Valvo's and spend the night (I think) --at least those of us who were in school. I think maybe Mary Jane was with Nanny and Weenie maybe?? Naturally it was the end of the year so we only went to school long enough to pick up our report cards. I think I remember I didn't have my own clothes to wear to school so had to wear something from the Valvo girls--a dress or something probably not that appropriate for the last day of school when I was 9 years old and in 4th grade. I didn't like it much but I knew Mom was having the baby so I was a little anxious and excited.

Skippy

Here's the mangy pooch himself. I think he's the patriarch of the Ryan kids animals. Doesn't look like much, does he?

Isn't he handsome?

Hard to believe how much everyone has grown.

Ryan will be in high school next year. (Am I enough to have a high schooler?) Matthew will be in seventh grade.

I was glad to hear from Kathy, but was so sad about the message. It was very difficult for me when we had to do that to Quincy.

Hope to see you all this summer. Baseball is in full swing.

Cheers to Nolan Ryan Ryan!

I was sad to hear that Kathy had to have Nolan Ryan euthanized. We all know how hard it is to lose a pet, Kathy--this is to say "we are here for you"! It brings to mind some of the other family pets we have loved and lost. Does anyone remember Skippy? My recollection is that he was a raggedy mutt that often chased cars and bicycles down Dennison Road. I do not remember what happened to him in the end. There's Longfellow and Cecelia; Benny; Harry. For the life of me I cannot remember the names of Chris' dogs besides Weezy. And Judy's Fenway. Brain cramp on those names but here's to those 4 legged creatures we have loved and lost. They were good friends. This is Sweeney, Dallas Cowboy and Nolan Ryan. Cheers.

PS: Ivan and Max were the dogs I was trying to remember (thanks Chris) and Judy's Cassie--I have probably not spelled it right.

Gammy Nevins

For some reason, Gammy Nevins has been on my mind. Mom's grandmother died on New Year's Day 1960 so I doubt any of you have any memories of her since we were all so young. I have never been able to find her with her dad, Civil War soldier Grampie Brown, and that has always bothered me. Finally it occured to me that perhaps they didn't spend that much time together. So, here's a story for you. Much of it is conjecture based on half-educated guessing and some of it is based in fact. Who knows??

Caroline's father was William S. Brown (Nanny always called him "Grampie Brown" so I do too). Grampie Brown came to the United States from England in 1845 as a very young boy. He wasn't quite 2 years old yet when his family arrived. Two of his younger siblings were born in the Albany area before the family found its way to Buffalo New York. William W. Brown (Dad) was a blacksmith. I believe he may have worked as a blacksmith along the Erie Canal from Albany to Buffalo since the trip seemed to take at least 3 years, perhaps a bit longer. The family settled in Buffalo and basically remained there.

Just about a year after Grampie Brown returned from his Civil War service, he married Mary Burrows in Buffalo. At this time, Grampie Brown may have been a teamster (there you go, Chris!) but in later years he also worked at the lumber yard and as a guard at the Penitentiary.

Caroline S. Brown was born Oct 12 1873, after about 6 years of marriage. She was apparently the only child of William and Mary Brown. This was a bit unusual for the time but I suspect that her mother Mary may not have been terribly healthy. The "S" middle initial for William and for Caroline in unclear in origin. Carrie, as she was called, might have been Caroline Summer(s) Brown. It was during this time period that I believe Grampie Brown worked in the lumber yards. He was not healthy either as he suffered from catarrh (as far as I can tell, this is a very severe stuffy nose/post nasal drip condition); rheumatism and "disease of heart and digestive organs".

In September of 1879, Carrie's grandfather William W. the blacksmith dies. She is about 6 years old but I imagine the families were close. Just a few months later, in April 1880, her mother dies of "dropsy" (heart failure) in her early 40s. Grampie Brown is now left a widow with a young child and his father gone.

Grampie may have had no choice but to have young Carrie live in an orphanage. The situation at the Buffalo Protestant Orphan Asylum was rather grim for the 6 year old Carrie Brown in residence in 1880. Children such as Carrie may have been placed there by family members who agreed to pay a stipend for care. There was serious overcrowding and sanitary conditions were abysmal. The playground was a small patch covered in gravel. Education was, however, provided. Some children were placed with other families.

Grampie Brown remarried in 1882 but it is unclear if Carrie returned to his home. By 1900 when she was about 27 years old, Carrie Brown was a servant in a home in Ellicottville. Mom always said Gammy Nevins "never worked a day in her life", but I think she may have worked pretty hard in the years before she met and married Henry Nevins. Henry was a lawyer in Ellicottville at this time and they married in 1901. Isn't it funny how what goes around, comes around--with Dad working in Ellicottville some 70 years later?

I've been told that Gammy Nevins had an electric car, which must have been kind of unusual "back in the day". Nanny told me that her mother would take to her bed when she didn't fee like company and that her dad would take all seven children on Sunday afternoon picnics so she could rest. Gammy only took responsibility for the children's health. Every other decision was in the "ask you father" category.

This picture may have been taken in the early 1920s--maybe about 1922, making Carrie almost 50. She looks older, don't you think? Maybe about your age Kathy?? Amazing how bearing and raising seven children will age your looks.