Tuesday, January 17, 2012

The Wedding Party

As you have been forewarned, this week will bring a few more details regarding the wedding of Francis X. Stevens and Norma Flowers in New Lexington, Ohio. The main reason I’d like to take this review of the newspaper article slowly is not merely to correct the few errors (my corrections appear within brackets where necessary), but to explain the incredibly dense relationship network among those residing in Perry County, home of the bride.

An internet friend of mine once posted a saying that sums up the relationship issues in Perry County: "If you go back far enough, you'll find everyone in Perry County, Ohio, is related to everyone else." In more practical terms, a couple other genealogical researchers I’ve met online have explained the impact of that quote: before accepting any offers for dates in high school, Perry County girls had to engage in a serious discussion of who was related to whom. After all, you wouldn’t want to turn out liking a guy, only to find out he was a second cousin!

I imagine Perry County would be a gold mine for sociologists studying networks. Though a beautiful, rural locale, Perry County is not a place outsiders flock to. You will sense a bit of this predicament when I explain the relationships mentioned in this Flowers-Stevens wedding article.

The Zanesville, Ohio, Times Recorder article continues with a brief mention of the wedding party:


            Mrs. Ned Winegardner, as matron of honor, wore a gown of aqua taffeta with matching mitts and bonnet. She carried a bouquet of yellow daisy mums. She wore a rhinestone necklace, a gift from the bride.
            Kenneth Stevens [should be Edward; Kenneth was the bride’s brother] was his brother’s best man. Ned Winegardner was usher.

You may be thinking that the name, Ned, seems vaguely familiar. It is. Ned is the relative who first introduced Frank to Norma. I called him a cousin in a previous post, but that is not entirely correct. More precisely (if there were such a designation), Ned would be a step-cousin-once-removed from Frank.

Here’s the nitty-gritty of how that works: Frank’s mother’s much-older sister, Mary Monica Tully, married widower Dennis Austin McGonagle. By his first marriage, Austin had had a daughter, Mary Esther McGonagle, who lost her mother, Ellen Clementine Bennett, when the child was only two years old. When Dennis married Mary Monica, Frank’s Aunt Mae raised Mary Esther as her own child, along with the rest of the soon-to-be large family.

Still with me? Good. There's more.

Mary Esther eventually married James Albert Winegardner and they had a family of their own. Their firstborn, Ralph Edward Winegardner, for reasons unknown to me, received the nickname Ned.

"Ahhh," you say. "Finally: there's Ned!" Stay with me, though, for there's more.

With the age difference between sisters Agnes and Mae, the end result for Frank and Ned was a little over three years—not much of a difference, once the two became adults. Perhaps it was that little discrepancy in their ages that allowed Ned—and, in turn, Frank—to get to know Norma, who, though only two years younger than Ned, was nearly six years Frank’s junior.

Ned’s wife brings up another long chain of relationships. A year and a half before Frank and Norma’s wedding day, Ned had married Madonna Fisher. I don’t suppose Norma knew this at the time of her wedding, but she and her matron of honor were actually fourth cousins. I won’t engage you in the genealogical tedium of that calculation just now—but be assured: both Norma and Madonna were from families long (as in nearly two centuries long) established in the New Lexington area.

You have already met Ed Stevens, Frank’s brother who served as best man at the wedding. I have to laugh at this error made by the newspaper: they weren’t entirely off track with this mistake. At least someone in the bridal party had a brother named Kenneth! But, to set the record straight, it was Edward Stevens who did the honors for this happy occasion.

As we continue with details from the Times Recorder tomorrow, you’ll get to meet more of the very-intertwined families of Perry County, Ohio.

Monday, January 16, 2012

And Now For the Girly Details

Guy Alert: this post (and several more which will follow) will include those tedious, boring descriptions known in the vernacular as girly-girl details. After all, this is a wedding we are talking about.

With an editorially-bracketed nod to the propensity of newspapers to report erroneously, I’ll cut straight to the chase: the wedding of Francis Xavier Stevens of Chicago and Norma Jean Flowers of New Lexington, Ohio, as reported in the Zanesville, Ohio, Times Recorder on November 11, 1949. (For the sake of posting brevity in each day’s entry, and to add further family history explanation, I’ll include only a section of the newspaper article each day.)

 
Norma Jean Flowers Becomes Bride
In Formal Service at New Lexington

            Miss Norma Jean Flowers, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. John A. Flowers of New Lexington was married to T. Sgt. Francis K. [X.] Stevens, son of Mrs. William Stevens and the late Mr. Stevens of Chicago, in a ceremony read at 8:30 o’clock Saturday morning in St. Rose Catholic church in New Lexington. Rev. Father Richard Dodd read the ceremony at a nuptial high mass.
            The candlelight altar was decorated with chrysanthemums.
            Given in marriage by her father, the bride wore a gown of white satin fashioned with a net yoke, fitted bodice, and a full skirt which extended into a cathedral train. The sleeves tapered to points over her hands. Her fingertip veil of illusion was caught to a tiara of net and lace trimmed with seed pearls. She carried a bouquet of white carnations centered with a purple throated orchid. She also carried crystal rosaries, gift of the bridegroom.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Leave It To The Newspapers

How many times do you recall being party to an announcement to be printed in your local newspaper, only to be disappointed that those bastions of “just the facts, ma’am” have somehow gotten something wrong?

Even wedding announcements are not immune to that quirk of the information industry. Witness this clipping from a—thankfully— unidentified Ohio newspaper, found among Agnes Tully Stevens’ personal belongings, regarding her son Frank’s upcoming marriage to Norma Jean Flowers:


Flowers-Stephen Vows Exchanged

NEW LEXINGTON, O., — Mr. and Mrs. John A. Flowers of near New Lexington announce the approaching marriage of their daughter, Norma Jean to T. Sgt. Francis X. Stevens, USAF, son of Mrs. Wm. A. Stevens and the late William A. Stevens, of Chicago, Ill.

T. Sgt. Stevens is a nephew of Mr. and Mrs. Austin McGonagle, New Lexington.

There will be a nuptial high mass at St. Rose church, November 5, at 8:30.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

The Anticipated Announcement

I have no idea whether Frank Stevens ever was able to bring Norma, his fiancée, home with him during his most recent visit to Chicago as he had mentioned to his mother. However, barely a month after his last letter home, it was no surprise for Agnes Tully Stevens to receive a special invitation from a certain John A. Flowers family of New Lexington, Ohio.

 
Mr. and Mrs. John A. Flowers
request the honor of your presence at
the marriage of their daughter
to
Francis X. Stevens
Technical Sergeant USAF
on Saturday, the fifth of November
Nineteen Hundred Forty Nine
at eight-thirty o’clock
St. Rose Church
New Lexington, Ohio

An enclosed card, concerning the festivities to follow, reads:


Reception
at 110 W. Broadway,
New Lexington, Ohio
From One to Three


Friday, January 13, 2012

The New Pay

Finishing his letter home to his mom, Frank Stevens provides more information on his current status in the Air Force. For some reason, he sure sounds like he is giving it his best salesman's spin.


             This new pay bill really takes care of the troops Mom and it’s based on giving incentive toward making new stripes, the best grade you can get is warrant officer and that’s what I’m headed for, I don’t want commissioned status because you lose all the privileges that enlisted personnel have but with warrant you keep them plus having all those that an officer has, as you know I’ve passed up a reserve commission and there for a time I was sorry but now with this new raise I know I really used my head (I knew all the time the damn thing was on my shoulders for something).
            Well enough of this chatter about me, tho I am pretty excited about going over again so you will have to excuse it this time. How are all of you in the windy city spose it is starting to turn cold there now and you are dragging out winter clothes and ordering oil and so on? How is the kid making out on his new job golly I hope he likes it and keeps his nose clean but then again I know he will, it’s just that he is one of those hard luck characteres (knoe that’s spelled wrong). Well I’ll close this now and you will hear from me soon again.
                                                                        Love to all
                                                                                    Franking

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Now For the Straight Dope

Now that you know a bit of the background, we may safely proceed with our story.


            Enuf of this foolishness for now, so for the straight dope.
            I shall probably be home for a last bit of home cooking within two weeks Mom, needless to say I’ll be stopping in Ohio on the way and I’ll try to bring Norma on with me so you can meet her, I’m sure you are going to think almost as much of her as I do Mom she is really very sweet and a real home gal.
            You know Mom were I married I’d be making (with the new pay raise) $3489.00 a year after taxes which is pretty dam good money any way you look at it. Besides that I and my family would receive free medical and dental care which in itself is a large item (also includes any medicine, prenatal care and so on) after I make another stripe which I should get within 6 or 8 months you could add another $600.00 to that last figure, don’t are what anybody says $4000.00 a year is plenty good money. Add to this my clothing and I think I’ve got the world by the hind-end on a down hill drag.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Frank's Intentions

A little explanation is in order before I post the rest of Frank's letter home to his mom, Agnes Tully Stevens. I suppose I should insert a spoiler alert here, so be forewarned.

To explain, I need to take a detour from the chronology of Frank's letter-writing years to the time when his mother was a young girl, herself. There, on the south side of Chicago and not too many doors down from their home, lived the man who served as their family doctor for many years. His name was Thomas McGonagle. While he lived in the big city, he happened to have a brother who was a humble farmer in a poor, rural county near central Ohio. This brother, Dennis Austin McGonagle, was happily married and the proud father of a two-year-old daughter and an eight-month-old son when his wife unexpectedly died in September, 1900.

Bereaved of his wife so suddenly and at a loss as to what to do for his two young children in such a situation, Dennis McGonagle no doubt relied on the sage advice of his brother and sister-in-law in Chicago. Little did he dream of the matchmaking prowess of Dr. McGonagle's sweet wife, who at some point realized that her young neighbor May, otherwise known as Mary Monica Tully, would make an excellent companion and homemaker for Dennis.

I have no idea what transpired between the doctor, his wife, his brother, and his sweet young neighbor, but by 1902, after a series of letters between widower Dennis and young May Tully, the couple had come to the very conclusion the good doctor's wife had foreseen. On June 3, 1902, Dennis arrived in Chicago to claim his bride, returning with her to the country life in Perry County, Ohio, where they spent the rest of their lives, joined by their nine children plus the two children from Dennis's first marriage.

Fast-forward a generation. In Chicago, Frank Stevens, the young son of May Tully's baby sister Agnes, decides to take a trip to visit his relatives in Perry County, Ohio. While he is visiting the McGonagles there, his cousin Ned introduces him to a pretty young New Lexington gal who evidently makes an impression on him.

The rest of the story, between this scene and the date of the letter I'll post tomorrow, is unknown at this point, but perhaps, someday, there will be another cache of letters to discover...