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Showing posts with label Hanford California. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hanford California. Show all posts

Thursday, April 1, 2021

Arnold's Story: May 2, 1949

I wonder about the Andrews family. It might have been them that I heard about second hand from Arnold's time in Boston: some distant cousins were keen to get their son admitted to Harvard University (it might have been Harvard Medical School) and were looking for contacts to boost his chances of gaining admission. Arnold explained that as a student he had no sway with the faculty committee that oversees admission, but not believing him or understanding how it works, they would always press their case, to the point that Arnold would turn off the lights and pretend to not be at home. It might instead have been other distant relatives in Massachusetts than the Andrews.








next post  May 12, 1949

previous post  April 26, 1949

first post in Arnold's Story  July 1943

first post in blog  Leonard's Story: May 29, 1943



Tuesday, March 30, 2021

Arnold's Story: March 28, 1949

Bill describes his sister Mary's funeral in Hanford, and expects to see another sister shortly at his home in Glendale. 

He has paid off the loan from 1947 that he and Leonard used to open the New York City branch office of his Ideal System Company. 




next post  April 1, 1949

previous post  March 27, 1949

first post in Arnold's Story  July 1943

first post in blog  Leonard's Story: May 29, 1943




Monday, March 29, 2021

Arnold's Story: March 21, 1949

We learn that Bill's oldest sister Mary Nevis Madruga passed away on March 21, 1949, in Santa Cruz, California, at age 72. An obituary from the Santa Cruz Sentinel is here





next post  March 27, 1949

previous post  March 18, 1949 Pat

first post in Arnold's Story  July 1943

first post in blog  Leonard's Story: May 29, 1943




Saturday, February 6, 2021

Arnold's Story: October 10, 1947

I still have that Big T blanket. It is navy blue with yellow trim and is falling apart with holes. In Gainesville we never used it. I think because it is wool and too hot for Florida weather, or perhaps it was a bit scratchy. I had not realized it was an award though.

Mary Neves Madruga — the spelling Nevis had not been fixed when she was born in 1875 and the Portuguese spelling Neves was used then — is Arnold's oldest aunt on the Nevis side. I think that Belmede is her son, thus Bill Nevis's nephew and Arnold's first cousin.






next post  October 14, 1947

previous post  October 9, 1947

first post in Arnold's Story  July 1943

first post in blog  Leonard's Story: May 29, 1943


Saturday, January 2, 2021

Arnold's Story: October 27, 1944

A letter with news from the Nevis clan in the Central Valley of California:



I believe the relatives cited here are Edwin Mello, Hazel Mello, Helen Mello, Katherine (Catherine) Mello, Edwin and sister's father Manuel Mello, and Bill Nevis's sisters Mary Madruga and Mary Ann Silva. Hanford is where Bill grew up on the various family farms: first in his parents' household, then in two of his sisters' homes, and also on a neighbor's farm (after he ran away from his brothers-in-law).

next post  November 2, 1944

previous post  October 24, 1944

first post in Arnold's Story  July 1943

first post in blog  Leonard's Story: May 29, 1943


Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Leonard's Story: July 16, 1945

                                                      July 16
                                                     Leyte Is PI
Dear Arnold,
     Well here I am back on Leyte, a hole
of the first waters. I am in a General Hosp
with a rather severe case of yellow jaundice.
For a while I was pretty yellow (still am), but
its clearing up a little now. I will probably be
here for a month or six weeks or so, as about
the only cure is a good long rest. I would get
sick just as we were coming out of combat. I
had expected to planned to visit Manila
and Baguio, and look up a lot of old friends.
Now I suppose that I will return just in
time to push off for Japan.
     Naturally there isn't much for me to
write about, inasmuch as I have been in bed
for almost three weeks. All I do is read,
sleep, play cards, or chew the fat with some
of the other patients. A hell of a life!
From your letter I surmise that you had a
good visit in the valley. I sure wish I
could have been there. I tell you what
I would like to have right now a thick
malted milk at that malt shop in Hanford,
or even a plain glass of cold fresh milk.

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     If it is possible would you explain in a little
more detail just what kind of work you are
doing now (if any).
     Wel Bud, its pretty hard to think of
something to write about, when absolutely
nothing new happens, and when there isn't
much life (pep) in you. So I am going
to close. Write soon.
                        Love
                        Leonard

P.S. Address
     118th Gen Hosp
     APO 1002 c/PM
     S-- ---