Introduction
As I try to pull together bits and pieces of what I
remember about each of my aunts and uncles, I am reminded of a time when Aunt
Harriet sat five or six of the older boys down to write a story. It was back in
the early 50’s when Mary had made one of her trips east and shortly before
Marge and Red moved to New York. I wish that I had paid better attention to what
Harriet was trying to teach us. Some of the boys-and I was one of them-just
couldn’t sit still or concentrate. Fred Crunden and Don Day, in particular,
created fine stories that really pleased Aunt Harriet. As I sit here
procrastinating and wishing I had the skills that those two boys had, I get
little done. But bear with me.
What
I have tried to do is gather a few memories of Everett Wilbur Day, his four
children, and their 23 children. A good many are gone now. We can only collect
memories through their children and grandchildren. They will be lost if we
don’t encourage them to write them down and pass them on. Most of these people
have lived very colorful and productive lives. It would be a shame if we
didn’t try to save bits and pieces of it.
Bill Day (4523)
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These
are the oldest pictures I have of (42) Everett Wilbur Day.b.5/25/1840
d. 12/25/1917 at age 77. Married Anne Elizabeth Jewett 11/4/1870. They
lived all their married lives in Westchester. They were farmers, and Everett
worked as a store clerk in the general store. Both are buried in the old
Westchester cemetery.
Also in the picture is his grandson (4413) Graham Alling Day, who remembers the phone call his father received on Christmas Day informing him of his father’s death. At the ripe old age of five, this had little significance to Graham except that had upset his father.Bill Day (4523) |
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