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Shelley Cardiel:
I have an old studio photograph of Myrtle CASTNER which was taken at the A. B. de GROAT Studio in Bath, NY. The photograph appears to have been taken in the early 1900's with Myrtle likely in her 20's at the time. Based on limited research I was able to gather the following information regarding Myrtle and her family:
Mary Myrtle FLEET was b. 9 May 1889 in Schuyler County, NY to parents Daniel Edgar FLEET (b. 1846) and Lucinda GOLTRY or GAULTRY or GOLTRA (b. 1852). Myrtle was one of 8 children born to this couple including Delphene or Dellaphene; Vincent Conklin; Julia E.; Cora Mae; Jesse Paul; John W.; Emerson Bisale; and Mary Myrtle FLEET, all born between 1872 and 1889. Myrtle married Clarence Alvin CASTNER (1894-1964) on 17 Jun 1914 in Orange, NY and they had a daughter, Clara Lucille CASTNER KELLY(1918-1993).
Myrtle died 22 Aug 1967 in New York and is buried in the Rural Cemetery in Hornell, NY.
I would like to get the photograph to her family and would appreciate you contacting me if you are a member of this family or know someone who might be.
Thanks,
Shelley
Shelley Cardiel:
tagged Mary Myrtle (Fleet) Castner in this photo.
Nancy Florence:
My Dad was a very private, handsome, kind person. He worked very hard at two jobs his whole married life to support our family. He was very religious and proud to have become a Catholic. He played the violin and loved classical and contemporary music of the time. He loved and admired our family and was very proud of his grandchildren. He enjoyed working outside and keeping our home looking beautiful. He was most proud of our car and enjoyed taking long rides in the country on weekends. He and I used to take long walks in the summer and sometimes stop for a coke or frozen yogurt. He worked downtown Chicago for many years and on occasion we would stop by his office or enjoy the lakefront on his day off in the summer time. He always seemed to be amazed at the new big buildings going up and the new cars on the streets. He was humble and as he grew older his impatience with us left him and we suffered watching him grow weak with Parkinson's disease. He was the bravest person I knew and will always be my special angel.
Curtis Beitans:
The Argus. Melbourne. 17th November 1917.
TUCK. - On the 14th November, Thomas, dearly
loved husband of Elizabeth Tuck, of Flinders,
loved father of Mrs. H. Hopcraft, Mrs. Derby,
Mrs. Pigeon, Mrs. Colban, Thomas, James,
Marjorie, and Ethel, also Jack ( on active service
abroad ). Aged 75 years.
Ray L:
A Spirited Young Man Who Died Too Young - A very witty man with a strong personality. He loved his father and mother very much. He lived a fast life which is why he was taken from us at 21. Those who knew him were drawn to him by his humor, his personality that makes you feel a connection, and a loyalty to his friends and family.
Curtis Beitans:
The Age, Melbourne, 5 April 1947.
SANFORD. - On March 31, at her residence,
Tasma, Flinders, Marjorie, the dearly loved
youngest daughter of the late Thomas and
Elizabeth Tuck, of Gowan Brae, Flinders,
also loving sister of Mrs. Hopcraft, Mrs. Derby,
Mrs. Pigdon, Mrs. Colban, Mrs. Cleave and James.
Aged 49 years.
Sadly missed by all.
Randy Day:
Working on my deceased birt father's family tree - My birth Father's legal name was Rufus J. Turner. He and his wife, Viva Dale Turner, were the parents of ten children. My twin sister and I were siblings #9 and 10. At the time of our birth in November 8, 1955, Rufus had left the family and moved to Avon Park, Florida. While there he sent word for us all to come and join him.
However, when we got off the Greyhound bus, he was not there. Later on he did respond to a court order for child support by sending support monies to our oldest sister, and the return address was from somewhere in Texas.
We've traced our ancestry back to England and France on our Mother's side. We also know our Father was full-blooded German. But we have no links or names to any of his parents or ancestors.
If anyone could help me in this quest, I would be very grateful.
Sincerely,
Randy Day
Nancy Florence:
Every summer when I was a child, usually in August, Grandma would come visit our house for two weeks and my Aunt Anne and Uncle Bob's house for the other two weeks. We would have a big dinner and invite the whole family from my mothers side too. Then we'd do the same at Uncle Bob's and have a big dinner and invite the whole side of Aunt Anne's family at their place. It was alot of work but fun none the less.
Justin Johnson:
Grandmother - I’m a one of Lillian’s grandchildren. I have only very few memories of my grandma. But I do remember being under her everyday. Always wanting some of her coffee, touching the gas stove. We ate pecans all the time from the tree in the backyard. I wish she was here for me to talk to sometimes. To watch me grow to become a father myself.
Theresa Hines:
Amanda was my stepmother. - My stepmother taught me how to make wonton, introduced me to "thousand-year-old duck eggs', and gave me a yellow satin chongsum. We moved to Miami Beach from El Paso, and I remember spending days at the beach where guys would try to flirt with us because she was so pretty and looked so young they thought we were friends rather than mother and daughter! I wish I'd had more time with her, and knew more about her family in Hong Kong.
Beth Zerfas:
Beth Zerfas - Growing up I remember Josephine and her sister Helen. Josephine and her sister were good friends with my grandmother Florence Bazany. I remember visiting them with my grandmother, at their house where the sisters lived together. If I remember correctly they only lived a few blocks away from my grandmother off of Milwaukee Avenue in Chicago. In the later years of their life, my family invited the sisters for holidays so they wouldn’t be alone. I remember Josephine being very quiet. I was told she was a teacher and had never married. She was very petite and had a warm smile. Thinking of the Tarski sisters brings back fond memories of my grandmother and her friends.
Lance Overson:
🌟 **Remembering Mom's Joyful Spirit** 🌟
When I was nine, I remember the magic moments dancing with my mom to "Everybody's Dancing to the Locomotion" and "Day-O (The Banana Boat Song)." We laughed so hard, tears streamed down our faces. On countless evenings, she would come home from work, dance around the living room, and play her beloved organ. Music and laughter filled our home, accompanied by our two Siamese cats, two dogs, a duck, and even a chicken she bought me from the Indio Date Festival.
My mom had a deep love for "The Sound of Music" and a long-standing devotion to the soap opera "As the World Turns," which she followed for 50 years. Beyond her entertainment passions, she found joy in swimming, sailing, and immersing herself in a good book.
She loved the desert; however, when vacations came around, she loved to travel in our motor home to the beach and across the U.S. to Wisconsin to visit relatives and reunions. We took many trips to Chicago, La Crosse, Wisconsin, and Kenosha, Wisconsin. Every five years or so, we'd drive or fly. One year, we drove up the coast to Oregon in our motor home—a very beautiful and truly happy time. We visited Mount Shasta and hiked up part of the mountain. My dad said there had been UFO sightings there. We didn't see any, but we felt a very spiritual energy. We rented a party barge, and my mom and dad skied behind it—barely, but they did. I was pulled on an inner tube. We found a cliff with a rope hanging from a tree. My mom had no fear and was the first to jump. Her landing was into the water with hardly any splash. She said to me, "Now I expect a flip and a half from you." I made the flip, though my landing wasn't as great.
After work, she taught swimming and diving lessons, as well as life-saving classes.
These beautiful memories reflect the vibrant, loving, and spirited woman she was. Her energy and enthusiasm for life continue to inspire me every day. ❤️
