Monday, November 25, 2013

Miss Brown and the Cherry Brandy

This is the third part of an interview with Amalio Mallozzi, which took place in April 1999, and was transcribed by me, Clair Harris Zarges. You can see the first part here and the second part here.

Amalio has been talking about life in Stamford, Connecticut, once all the family had moved there from Pulcherini, Italy.

The Mallozzi family shares some of Mama's homemade wine in 1941
Left to right: Mama (Alesandra), maybe Phil (behind Mama), Pucci, Delia, Annie (Tucciarone);
sitting on right: Rose (Pelliccione), Papa (Vincenzo)

Amalio told how his sixth grade teacher came to visit the home and "got drunk as hell" on Mama's homemade liquor. It was during Prohibition, and she drank three or four glasses, and she was "eating those alcohol-laden cherries like they were peanuts." 

Mama made the liquor by using "oxblood cherries" and 40% alcohol in a sugar syrup. The cherries were stemmed and steeped in the liquid in a jar for four or five months. 

Miss Brown had a funny laugh like "hoo, hoo." They had to keep her at the house until she was sober enough to walk home. "Hoo, hoo, hoo."

Mama made anisette, grape brandy, red and white wine, and beer--both regular and root beer--all through the Prohibition years.

Amalio: "The law was against selling liquor, not making it for one's own use."


Thursday, November 21, 2013

Mary and Amalio: The Trip to America from Italy

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The Trip to America


This is continuation of the 1999 interview with Amalio Mallozzi and his sister, Mary Mallozzi.

Amalio: We (Amalio, Alesandra, Mary, Filippina, and Delia Mallozzi) went on the ship, Roma, from Italy to America [when Amalio was seven and a half, so about 1927-1928]. We all slept in the same cabin, with Amalio in the top berth.

On the ship he saw his first toilet, and didn't know what to do with it. He wondered if it held drinking water. (At home in Pulcherini there was no toilet; they had just dug a hole in the backyard, or used the stable. They would put a stone on each side of the hole to sit on, then wipe themselves with grass).

The Roma, which traveled from Italy to Ellis Island in the Twenties
Could this be the very ship they sailed on?
From: http://stevemorse.org/ellis/eipix.php?ship=roma

Amalio [back at the ship]: He "ate every day" on the journey. He didn't get sick. "Mary and Fil were sick the whole trip" - they couldn't eat at all. "Mama didn't throw up too much." He went up to the bow all the time. There was a "bald-headed guy from Rome," another passenger, who acted "like a father" to him during the trip. 

Amalio: The trip took eight days. John (Giovanni Tucciarone, born 1895, Frances Mallozzi's husband) met them in New York in his Model T Ford pickup truck. He "put the trunks and everybody in and went to West Main Street" [Stamford, Connecticut]. The kids rode in back with the trunks. 

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Mary and Amalio Talk About Life in an Italian Town in the 1920s

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I asked Amalio (Uncle Mario) Mallozzi in April 1999 if he could share any memories. He did the talking at first, but eventually his sister Mary Mallozzi chimed in, too. In the first part of the interview they spoke of their life in the 1920s in the village of Pulcherini, a suburb of Minturno, Italy. I took notes and typed up a summary that afternoon while the experience was still fresh in my mind. The only direct quotes are those words in quotations.

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Amalio and his younger sister, Delia
after their arrival in America.
Stamford, Connecticut, 1930


Amalio said he could only remember some of his sisters in Italy--Rose (born 1901), Filippina "Pucci" (born 1906), Mary (born 1912), and later, Delia (born 1922); but not Frances (Maria Francesca, born 1903) or any of his brothers. He "met" them when he moved to Connecticut at the age of seven and a half. He hadn't seen [or didn't remember seeing] Frances, Phil (Philip, born 1907), or Gene (Gennaro, born 1911) before then. 

Mary: Frances was 18 when she went to America. At that time, her son Jimmy (Jimmy Tucciarone) was crawling, and her son Phil (Philip Tucciarone) was two. 

Amalio: Papa (Vincenzo Mallozzi, born 1874) went to America in the 1890s when he was 16, and made eight trips back to Italy. He married Mama (Alesandra Poccia, born 1880) in 1900 on one of those trips. Amalio knows of eight children born who lived, plus two males who died; one a miscarriage and one who died in infancy. The kids hardly knew their father, as he could only stay with them a couple of months at a time. In America, he worked at digging ditches, in railroad construction, and landscaping for "rich people." Eventually, "Papa got disgusted because he had to keep going back to Italy to give away daughters at weddings," so brought the rest of the family over to the U.S.

See a satellite view of Pulcherini and surrounding areas.

Amalio: The house in Pulcherini had three floors and a cellar and was made of "dead stone," not brittle stone. There was a grape arbor across the front for shade, and a cement area for sitting during the day and evening. His father and compadre (Amalio's godfather) built the house around 1924 or 1925. The family had another house in the town that had been left to Vincenzo by his father. They kept animals there. When they lived there they kept the animals (sheep and goats) on the first floor and the family lived on the second floor. They rented the town house out after moving to the new house, and kept both houses until they left for America. Eventually, Tony Pellicione, Rose's son, bought the newer house from the other family members. He still rents it out. 

Mary interjected: He sold it three or four years ago. [Amalio expressed surprise at this].

...just like in Roman houses

Amalio [speaking of the house that Papa built]: There were marble steps inside to the upper floor, just like in Roman houses. Each floor had two big rooms. On the first floor was the kitchen. It had a fireplace, where the cooking was done. There was no stove, and no running water. 

Mary: There was a coal burner standing about as high as a stove along side the fireplace. The water came from a cistern in the cellar. There was a little room like a closet in the kitchen, with a hole down to the cistern. They got the water by letting down a bucket on a rope through the hole. 

Mary: Dishes were washed in a pan, usually outside. When there were a lot of clothes to be washed the laundry was done in the river. It was a forty-five minute to one-hour walk from the house to the river; they carried the clothes in baskets on their heads. The clothes were dried on bushes, then stretched and folded, because they weren't ironed.

Mary: The family's clothing was made by a dressmaker in Santa Maria. They each had two or three outfits, but only one pair of shoes.

A donkey in the cellar

Amalio [continuing the description of the house]: The cellar was divided into a room for the cistern and a room where the animals (a donkey, a couple of sheep, a couple of milk goats, a couple of pigs, some chickens, and pigeons) lived. On the first floor was the kitchen. It had a table and chairs and a closet for dishes. The next room on that floor was used to store hay (homegrown) and animal feed and tools. 

Amalio: The second floor had two bedrooms, and the top floor had two more. He slept in the room above the kitchen, in his parents' room. 

Amalio: The house was on four lots, two on each side of it. The land was probably about 800 feet or 600 feet square. There were prickly pears (cactus, which they also called India pears) growing there. It was a five minute walk to another plot of land owned by the family. It consisted of two acres and was located at the bottom of a hill on a plain with a large stream (but not large enough to use for washing the laundry; for that they had to walk all the way to the river) running through it. There they grew oranges, figs, pears, walnuts, hazelnuts, grapes, and olives. They also grew wheat, beans, and corn.

The snake

Amalio: There were a lot of snakes there. They killed any that they saw, but Mary and Amalio both reminisced about a particular snake with a bright mark on its head. No one would kill it, because they all wondered if it was someone in Purgatory, or someone reincarnated. They left that snake alone. Everyone in the neighborhood did.

Amalio: There was another piece of land owned by the family. It was about an acre and a half, about a three quarters of an hour walk from the house. There they grew wheat and corn. The corn was used for pig feed and some was ground into meal for cornbread. Near Santa Maria there was another plot of land that belonged to Alesandra, a "jardine" of about two and a half acres. There they raised apricots, peaches, lemons, oranges, "nespole" (loquats), figs, "suchel" (?), escarole, and beans. There was a well to water the crops.

Amalio: He also remembered going to "Uncle Louie's" (Luigi's) house, which was near Mama's acreage. Luigi was a "healer, a holy man." Uncle Joe (Giusseppe) lived across the street. [Alexandra "Mama" had brothers named Joe and Luigi].

Amalio [back to the house description]: The house was furnished with old-fashioned Italian furniture. Some of it was made by the town carpenter, who also made coffins. Some of it was bought in stores. All the floors in the house were tile. Everyone had his own bed.

Bartering

Amalio: They were one of the better-off families in the town, mainly because Vincenzo was sending back money from America for them. They had enough animals and crops to supply their own food, because buying in the market in Minturno was expensive. They made their own olive oil, taking the olives to a place called "The Mounds," where the olives were crushed between stones turned by a horse. The owner of "The Mounds" took some of the olive oil in payment.

Mary: They made their own bread, taking the dough to the center of town where a woman had a wood-fired brick oven in her house that was large enough to bake three or four loaves at a time. She was paid for the use of the oven with some of the fresh bread. If someone needed some bread between bakings they could borrow a loaf from her, then repay it out of their next baking.

Amalio: The only cash used by the family came from Vincenzo, and it was used to hire people occasionally to work on the land. They were paid with their noon and evening meals in addition to the cash.

Mary: Rose and Fil [Filippina] worked on the land. They had also helped with the building of the house by carrying buckets with cement and stones.

"A pain in the neck"

Mary, remembering Amalio as a child and younger brother, when asked if he had gotten into mischief: "He was a pain in the neck. He was mean."

Amalio: He remembers a little tame white dove that he was chasing in the yard. He accidentally kicked it in the head and killed it. It was the "loss of a good pet." If he had admitted what he had done and how it had died, Mama would have cooked it. Instead, fearing punishment, he threw the body of the dove into the prickly pears and didn't say anything when Mama was looking for her pet. That's why "I love doves," he said.

Mary: "He used to do those things and say he was sorry when it was too late."

Amalio: Can't remember much more about living there...




Pulcherini today

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Amalio Mallozzi died in 2005; Mary Mallozzi died in 2009.






Friday, November 15, 2013

The Family History Book Says I Should Have Done This First

Now that I have been picking away at family history research for the last decade and a half, I have finally gotten around to reading some family history research how-to books. The first thing they say to do is to tell your own story. That makes sense, because who knows more about me than ME? 

I wrote this list of things about myself for my other blog, The Zees Go West. I think it tells the story of me as well as anything else I could tell you, especially since I've already written down the bare facts and statistics in My Own Genealogical Record, elsewhere on this blog. 



Too high up!


1. I have plumbing issues. I’m still afraid of the bathtub drain, and I secretly believe that one day a snake will swim up out of my toilet.

2. My father came from Worcester, Massachusetts and only completed 8th grade, making education for us kids of prime importance to him. We disappointed him a lot but he still loved us.

3. My mother came from a farm family with thirteen children and she didn’t want to talk about it.

4. My parents moved me from my birth state of Maine to California when I was three months old, thus making me officially rootless. I have lived in four other states and one Canadian province. I keep an atlas handy at all times and am always planning my next move.

5. I was born near the shore of the Atlantic Ocean and grew up in San Francisco, one block from the Pacific Ocean.

6. I learned many of the skills I needed from books.

7. I can make a blanket from the sheep onwards.

8. I used to have milk goats and that one goat, Lily, and I have been known to make a big ruckus out in the barn. She always waited until the pail was full before delicately placing her hoof right into it.

9. I believed that book about raising backyard goats and really thought they would weed around the fruit trees for me.

10. During the same period of my life, I once turned the geese into the strawberry patch because another homesteading book said they would clean the weeds between the rows.

11. I know to never turn your back on a gander and I didn’t have to learn that out of a book.

12. I once sheared a sheep by hand with manual clippers, but only the back half. My hand got tired. She looked like a lion.

13. I can give a sheep a shot, but it makes me nervous. It makes the sheep nervous, too.

14. I once owned a weaving store and taught spinning and weaving.

15. I think chickens are fascinating and I can sit and watch them for hours. Their behavior is a metaphor for something that I am still trying to figure out.

16. I once startled a skunk when reaching into a nest to get the eggs out.

17. I helped deliver a lamb in a dark barn while reading the directions, with a flashlight, from yet another homesteading book.

18. In my first garden I planted several rows of corn (reading the directions as I went along) with my little bantam chickens for company. While I was busy looking at the book, the banties were scratching up and eating the corn--another lesson learned about companion animals.

19. One of my favorite things to do (I have a quiet life) is to consider the alternate words offered by autocorrect. For instance, it wanted me to change the word “banties” in the previous sentence into “panties.” Imagine.

20. I honestly believe that I am psychic, but only with my sister, and only some of the time.

21. I used to live in a house that had four fireplaces and was built in 1770. All of the people who had lived there over the centuries had left some little part of themselves behind. There was always lots of company.

22. I hated swimming for years because I was sent to lessons at a vast outdoor unheated salt water pool in cold and foggy San Francisco. The thought of swimming made my teeth chatter.

23. I kind of like swimming now, but only where I can see my feet.

24. I went back to school to finish my bachelor’s degree when I was in my fifties. My father would have been proud, but it was too late to tell him.

25. I got my master’s degree when I was 56.

26. I’ve always had a secret soundtrack running in my head, describing my adventures as I was having them. (She leaned a little closer to the bathtub drain. What was that slithering sound? Something was coming…)

27. My first library job was driving a bookmobile.

28. My last library job was teaching information technology to reluctant 8th graders.

29. While skiing long ago in a headlong and out of control fashion down a bunny hill, I made a promise to myself to give up extreme sports.

30. I have a sister-in-law who once jumped out of an airplane. That’s extreme enough for me.

31. I once stepped on a snake while running barefoot down a California sidewalk.

32. I have never been bitten by a snake, but expect to be momentarily.

33. I have six dogs. I don’t even like dogs. I might be mistaken, but I thought I was a cat person.

34. Just in case, I have three cats.

35. In an unrelated development, I have had several husbands as well, nice men all. We are still in touch.

36. Beez and I have been married for 32 years and have forgotten to celebrate most of our anniversaries. We remembered the 25th because we were in Yellowstone with some of our kids and grandkids and they reminded us. The 30th was lovely because we went to France.

37. My children's and stepchildren's names are in alphabetical order, but not because of any planned cuteness. The blended family just turned out that way: Angelina, Becka, Ben, Chris, and Dee.

38. I only like to watch non-scary movies. Years ago I decided that life was scary enough.

39. I learned to knit from a book.

40. I have made 110 sweaters for Knit for Kids.

41. I learned how to bake bread from a book. It has taken me years of practice to make a nice light loaf. Ask my first husband, who used to say that one of his arms was longer than the other from carrying the sandwiches I packed for his lunch.

42. I once lived in Canada.

43. When I lived in British Columbia, my California friends believed that I was somewhere in South America. Others, who understood that I had moved somewhere up north, believed that I was living in an igloo.

44. Now that I live in New Mexico, some of my eastern friends believe I am in a foreign country where only Spanish is spoken.

45. I used to lie on a hill all night and take photographic time exposures of meteor showers.

46. A group of people entrusted me to develop their meteor shower photos. I switched the hypo and developer solutions by accident and ended up with clear strips of film.

47. I had a friend who traveled to Europe and asked me to water his plants while he was gone. I used the jug of photo chemicals that was next to the jug of plant watering solution by mistake.

48. I learned to make pies out of a book when I was 11. Once, when my parents were out, I baked ten apple pies for the freezer.

49. Another time when my parents were out, I ate too many home baked cinnamon buns and threw up. Good thing no one had thought of eating disorders back then.

50. I learned to make replacement cinnamon buns from a book.

51. Having political discussions gives me a stomach ache, not unlike the one I got from the cinnamon buns. I know what I believe and can’t understand that everyone else hasn’t gotten with the program. My program.

52. Long ago, I was sleeping naked when my apartment caught on fire. That was bad, but not as frightening for everyone concerned as it would be if it happened now.

53. My first car was a 1951 Chevrolet that my father sold to me for $200.

54. I always wanted to be a cowgirl, until I actually rode a horse and found out how high up I was. Another extreme sport given up.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Family Tree for Bill Zarges, My Husband

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This tree is dynamic and will change as I add more information to my WikiTree records. Please remember that this is very much a work in progress: I am adding missing dates, siblings, spouses, children, stories, and sources as I work my way through my boxes of written files. Click on any name for more information. 

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

My Father's Family Tree



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Thursday, November 7, 2013

Thinking About My Grandmother, Edith Rae Giberson Crabtree

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I've been thinking a lot about my grandmother, Edith Rae, since starting this family history project. I never got to meet her, as my parents moved from Maine to California when I was three months old, and Edith died two years later in Houlton, Maine, where she is buried.

She was the fourth child born to her parents, and she had three older brothers, Randolph, Hanford, and Stanley Giberson. According to a letter from my Aunt Alma in 1973, [Edith's] father was William Giberson, who left the family before my mother was born and she never knew where he went. My mother's mother [Martha Grant Giberson] died when [Edith] was 8 years old, so she was an orphan.

It was sad enough to think of little Edith and her brothers as orphans, but then I found that they were apparently sent out to different households. This comes from Wiley Waugh's book, John Giberson, Loyalist (Bristol, New Brunswick: Books of Waugh, rev. ed. Dec. 1999). Mr. Waugh notes that the entire family was found in the 1881 census in the Parish of Gordon, Victoria County, New Brunswick. He did not find William or Martha after 1881 but located the boys listed as servants in different households in the 1891 census, and didn't find a record of Edith after 1881 until her marriage in 1899.

I remember reading an account by one of Edith's daughters saying that her mother worked as a housekeeper in various places until her marriage. I will document the source as soon as I locate it.



After Edith's marriage to David, they lived in New Brunswick and Maine. Edith gave birth to 13 children starting in 1900 with Alma, and ending in 1928 with David Jewett, Jr.

I hope to be able to add more memories of Edith from various sources.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

A Little About My Grandfather, and a Surprise From Uncle Murray

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My grandfather was born in Greenfield, New Brunswick, Canada, one of 13 children. He and my grandmother (who was born in Lower Perth, New Brunswick) also had 13 children--you can see most of that family (there was one more to be born) in the header photo at the top of this blog. His siblings and their children are all listed below.

I never got to meet my grandfather, as my family had moved out to California from Maine shortly after my birth. When my mother and I went by train to visit the family in Maine (probably around 1947?), for some reason we didn't see see my grandfather. I know that my grandmother Edith had died by then, but my grandfather David was still living at that point. Perhaps he was up in New Brunswick and it was too far for us to journey.

I did, however, meet my Uncle Murray Victory (then married to Aunt Gladys, who later married a Hudgins) on his farm. Because Uncle Murray was the first person I had ever met who could take his teeth out I decided that he must be my grandfather. He further endeared himself to me by sending a stream of milk directly into my mouth as I watched him milk a cow. That was a big surprise to a San Francisco city girl!

Here are David's siblings and his children. All names are clickable for more information.


David Jewett Crabb (name legally changed to Crabtree in 1910)

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

My Mother's Family Tree



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Monday, November 4, 2013

A Family Changes its Name

I had always "known" that my mother's family name was Crabtree, and the story went that the Crabtrees came to the New World from England, and entered in three places--Canada, New England, and in the American South. What I didn't know until I started exploring our family history is that the family of my mother's parents (and a few other close relatives) was actually called Crabb until the name was legally changed to Crabtree in 1910.

I found this so confusing. Was I looking at the wrong line of descent all along? If they were Crabbs, why were their ancestors called either Crabb or Crabtree? Sometimes the son of a Mr. Crabb would call himself Mr. Crabtree.

The best explanation that I can come up with is that all through the family history the name just changed back and forth. However, I still don't understand how they could believe that the original name of the family was Crabtree, as David Jewett Crabb's father, and grandfather, and great-grandfather were all Crabbs.

Here is the text of the legal document changing the family name to Crabtree, thanks to my cousin Duane Crabtree, who published it in his genealogy newsletter, The Crab Tree (255 Washington St., Arlington, Massachusetts 02174 U.S.), in 1981. I have put the names of my mother's immediate family in bold. (My mother wasn't born until 1914, four years after  this court proceeding).

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STATE OF MAINE. To the Honorable, the Judge of the Probate Court, in and for the County of Piscataquis.

Respectfully represents Anna Crabb for herself; Wesley D. Crabb and Maud A. Crabb, his wife, for themselves and for Fern Crabb and Lincoln Crabb, their children; David J. Crabb and Edith R. Crabb, his wife, for themselves and for Alma A. Crabb, Clifford A. Crabb, Beecher H. Crabb, Jesse Crabb, and Hope E. Crabb, their children; Charles W. Crabb and Minnie P. Crabb, his wife, for themselves and for Eva P. Crabb, Iva A. Crabb, William Nelson Crabb, and Glenn A. Crabb, their children; and Everett E. Crabb; all of Dover in the County of Piscataquis and State of Maine, excepting said Wesley D. Crabb, his wife and children who are of Atkinson in said county; that they all desire to change their family name from Crabb to Crabtree for the following reasons:

The name Crabtree was the original family name and they have many relatives by that name and it creates some confusion by the members of the same family branch to be known by different names, wherefore they pray the name Crabb be changed to Crabtree in accordance with the above expressed desire.

Dated this first day of September A.D. 1910.

Sarah Anna Crabb
Wesley Dawson Crabb
Maud Ardel Crabb
David Jewett Crabb
Edith Ray Crabb
Charles William Crabb
Minnie Pearl Crabb
Everett E. Crabb

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[The finding of the court follows].

STATE OF MAINE. PISCATAQUIS, ss.

At a Probate Court held at Dover, in and for said County of Piscataquis, on the fourth day of October in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and ten on the foregoing petition of Sarah Anna Crabb and others for the change of their name Crabb to Crabtree, notice thereon having been given in pursuant to Order of Court, a hearing having been held and the matter having been duly considered, IT IS DECREED that the prayer of said petitioners be granted; that the names of all parties above named be changed to Crabree which shall hereafter be their legal name.

And it is further ordered that a record of this decree be made and preserved in this Court.

Charles W. Hayes, Judge of Probate

Sunday, November 3, 2013

The Beginning of My Family Tree

Here we go. Putting together this stuff is harder than it looks (for me)--collecting dates, records, photos, names, etc.-- but I will no doubt get better at it as I go along. With this tree I have a beginning place, and I can link my two parents and four grandparents to further ancestors and to stories about each individual.

You can click on the name of anyone in the tree and see a more complete record.

A little more information about my parents:

My father:
Daniel Lawrence Harris
Born Aug. 2, 1908 in Worcester, Massachusetts, U.S.
Died Sept. 22, 1972 in San Rafael, California, U.S.
Buried in Grave 6, Lot 96, Garden of Devotion at Mount Tamalpais Cemetery, 2500 West Fifth Street, San Rafael, California, U.S.

My mother:
Elva Myrtle Crabtree Harris Rodriguez
Born Dec. 27, 1914 in New Brunswick, Canada
Died Sept. 29, 1998 in Vista, California, U.S.
Buried in Grave 3, Section 13, Lot 5 of the San Marcos Cemetery, 1021 Mulberry Dr., San Marcos, California 92069 U.S.


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Friday, November 1, 2013

My Own Genealogical Record

I have boxes of files about our family. I have books about our ancestors. While doing research about our history, I found that some of the stories we'd been told about our family weren't true. I discovered some unlikely twists, and will do my best to clearly describe what I found.

With so much information, so many handwritten memories, and so many documents, it's hard to know where to start so that my children will understand the history of our family. I'm feeling a little overwhelmed.

For now, I will start with myself--the bare bones record of where I came from, and who I came from, and who came next..

Clair Marie HARRIS

Born on November 11, 1944, daughter of Daniel Lawrence HARRIS and Elva Myrtle CRABTREE, in Trull Hospital, Biddeford, Maine, U.S.

Occupation: Librarian

Education: Bachelor's, University of New Hampshire, 1995; Master's, University of Rhode Island, 2002.

Religion: Presbyterian Sunday Schools; baptized and confirmed Episcopalian [1957]; converted to Catholicism after marriage to William Zarges.

On Feb. 4, 1966, when Clair Marie was 21, she first married James Lee REYNOLDS, son of Herbert REYNOLDS and Mary BUNKER, at the Sunset Wedding Chapel, 2091 West Fourth, Reno, Nevada, U.S. They were divorced.

They had no children.

On Dec. 16, 1972 when Clair Marie was 28, she second married Herman Willem VANDENBOOM, son of H.W.G. VANDENBOOM and Xenobia VAN DEN AUWERA, at West Point Grey Presbyterian Church, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.  Herman was born on May 1, 1948 in The Hague, The Netherlands. They were divorced.

They had the following children:
I. Angelina Maria [Died as an infant]. Born on Aug. 14, 1975 in Willapa Harbor Hospital, South Bend, Washington, U.S. Angelina Maria died on Aug. 15, 1975 en route to hospital in Seattle, Washington, U.S., by ambulance.

II. Benjamin Daniel. Born on July 13, 1976 at Good Samaritan Hospital, Puyallup, Washington, U.S. Benjamin resides in New York City, New York, U.S.

On Sept. 4, 1981 when Clair Marie was 36, she third married William John ZARGES, Jr., son of William John ZARGES, Sr. and Delia M. MALLOZZI, at Gethsemane Lutheran Church, Tacoma, Washington, U.S. William was born on Dec. 23, 1948 in Stamford, Connecticut, U.S. They reside in Las Cruces, New Mexico.

They had one child:
I. Rebecca Lynn Joy (Adopted) (1978-) Rebecca resides in Manchester, New Hampshire, U.S.

   




Glamor Girl


Here is my sister, little Jean Lee Harris, who later became known as Auntie Bucksnort. This was taken in our house in San Francisco in the early 1950s. We once saw an earwig crawling on the seat of that chair, so we never wanted to sit down there again.