Not Amanuensis Monday: Betty Peters 1942 -1944 Journal, Final Day

This is a continued effort to transcribe my mother’s 1942 Journal when she was 15 years old.

 

Jan 2, 1944
     So much has happened between last May and today that I can only touch on a very few of the outstanding events.
      Alvaretta came back to New York last fall.  She has been to see us several times.  Her lovely sister is living in the city with her four children.  Alvaretta is now living in Brooklyn with a married couple.



He’s a negro artist and she’s white.  Alvaretta claims to be living in a very cultured atmosphere and is very happy (now).
     Marian Anderson and Razz Fisher are married.  They tied the knot last summer.  It was in all the papers.  We sent them a card of congratulation and called them up.  They sent us a Christmas card.
     June and Palmer have been married for seven months.  The wedding was lovely.  Everything went off as planned, only better.  Moving pictures were taken which I haven’t seen as yet.  Aunt Vi Thompson sent us a photo-…

…graph though.  June went to Florida (where Palmer was shipped) and stayed for a month until he was shipped to North Carolina.  She’s home now.  She and Sis LaVant are both working at Sack’s 34th St. now.  June and I went out to lunch together and she ran out and left me to pay the bill.  How’d you like that?!!
     Richard Timpson and I had a fleeting romance that lasted from June 1943 to about the middle of September.  He ditched me because I was too virginal.  After fooling around with Barbara Franklin (who is one of them things) he was shipped away to Texas because of bad behavior at the New York Army Hall.  He became sick and had….



...to spend some time in the hospital out there but he’s out now.  He used to go around with Arlene Alvaranga and then Agnes Wethers.
    The summer was very warm and pleasant.  I acquired a sunburn whist I still haven’t entirely lost.  Late in August I spent a few days with Hilda (Bonnie) Proctor!  She knocks me out with her “dear lamb” Sonny banks from Boston and Lester.
     She visited me for the Christmas holidays.  Let me say right now that they are the most glorious holidays I have ever spent.  I can really see myself growing up now.  I’m doing so many…

…things now that I couldn’t ever do before.  (I was 17 years old on the 17th of November 1943). 
     We had a big tree for $4.08. Blonnie came X’mas Eve.
     Here are my activities.  (Christmas was on Saturday)
     Friday Night: Cocktails at Aunt Burnette’s house. (Blonnie and I had Pepsi Cola).  Bed about 4:00.
Saturday: 1. Loads of X’mas presents.
2. Dinner with the Family, Aunt Burnette and Uncle Albert, Blonnie, Joyce, Lester.  Ernest Craig, “septical” a hippy jerk from way back came back.
Sat nite: Lester & Hilda smooch while Joyce and I play records.

St. Martin Episcopal Church
230 Lenox Avenue (Malcolm X Blvd)
NY NY

Sunday: St. martin’s Church. Rain! Rain! Rain!  We meet Rev. Johnnie Johnson’s…

…son, David and plan party for Tuesday night.  Later we go to movies (Hamilton). Picture: “Sweet Rosie O’Grady”  Betty Grable, Robt. Young
Monday: We went Ice skating at Iceland (50th St.  I fell down twice.  Mon. Nite: Movies: “The Cross of Lorraine” with Pierre Aumont, Gene Kelly, Richard Whorf *** (in my estimation).
Tuesday: We fool around all day.  Go to David Johnsons party that night with Max and Charlie Yergan.  Nice party, just nice.  Jackie Canton is there.
Wednesday Night: THE COMUS CLUB







My first formal dance.  At the SAVOY.  Maxi Yergan escorted me.  (Is he handsome).  I hope he comes to see me.  I had a ball.  Other’s there were Blonnie, Lester, Barbara, Bobby, Frankie, Dixon (he’s a doll, I just love him), Pat Rainey, Betty Pogue, the fellow with the white streak in his hair, Pat Cuffee and scads of othhers.  What fun!
     A formal dance. Ha!  I’m growing up.  Thursday Blonnie went home.  My house was packed from morn till night with kids.  Friday was New Years.  We kids about 100 of us went first to Barbara’s then Bobby’s.  We carried on!  Had a ball!  Bobby was on furlough from the Navy, Frankie, from…



…the army.  God Bless them and all the others.  I didn’t go to Earl, Stanley, Wallace, Sonny’s party Monday because they didn’t want Blonnie and she was my guest Saturday Night.  Aunt Burnette and Uncle Albert drove Mom, Unk, me up to the Bronx to the Paschall’s new home.  Very nice time had.  When we came home, we went to Grace Thompson’s and ate candy, fruitcake, spareribs, blackeyed peas, drank rockin rye and milk. OW!  This is Sunday and I’m doing trig homework.
    Tommie Owens came over for a piece of cake, (his first time in my house) but it was all gone.  He a darling.  I…



…understand him now.  I love him too.  His friend, “Al”, the other fireman is going away to the Army on January 4 (Tuesday).


Boo! Hoo!  Ruthie and Liela are getting chummy again.


Oh Gee!  I love everybody.  Frankie Touie, Maxie.  What a mixup.  Dear Me!

 

 

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Richard C. Cully, (African American Deputy Fire Chief in Cambridge, MA)

Richard C. Cully
A Baby photo found in my mother’s collection

This is the photo that baptized me into the full immersion of genealogy.  This is a photo of my mothers first cousin, Richard Clayton Cully.  I did not know Richard, and had seen this photo in the past when I had the opportunity to go through my mom’s photo collection. I also did not know who were Richard’s parents.  My guess was that it must have been my Great Aunt Nora Cully’s child. (She was the youngest).

Spending hours and hours over a few years, I had spent lots of time on Ancestry.com searching all U.S. Census reports of the Cully’s in the Worcester, MA area.  I had decided I would copy all of the Census reports in that area with that surname (Cully) and review each one.  When I came across the one posted below, I said to myself, “Now I know who Richard belongs to!”

Cousin Richard was the child of Osborn Cully and Gertrude Hayes.  Growing up, my mother talked about Uncle “Ozzie” all the time.  Osborn was one of the older siblings of the union between my Great Grandparents, Ambrose & Nora [Gilliam] Cully.

Gertrude Hayes & Osborn Cully
Osborn’s scrapbook in my mom’s possession
(Richard’s parents)
abt. 1918

I knew that my Great Uncle Osborn and his wife died young in 1935, so my question was, “Where is Cousin Richard Cully now?”

I immediately checked the Social Security Death Index to rule out that he had died.  To my disappointment Richard had died 30 December 2003, which was six days before my mother passed in January 2004.

As I continued to do more searching, I came across Richard’s military record.

So, I knew Richard had been in the military, and I knew that he had already died, and I knew who his parents were.  There were some things that I could still do to find Richard’s family and to know more about him.

The situation was, I did not have any connections with any of the Cully family members except for Zara Cully Brown’s [Mother Jefferson who played George’s mother on the TV Sitcom “The Jefftersons”] decedents, as our family remained and remain very close to this day.

I had to be creative. I Googled Richard’s name just so that I could exhaust that avenue….”I Got A Hit!”  The Cambridge Fire Department had written up an article in their newsletter, and this gave me clues as to what to do next.

The newsletter confirmed some things I knew from prior research on Richard’s father Osborn, and the location of where the family resided throughout the years.

Cambridge Fire Dept. Newsletter
(Insert from newsletter)

I learned that Cousin Richard had been one of the first African American Deputy Fire Cheifs in Cambridge and had been a fireman since 1951.  I also learned the names of his son Rick (Richard Cully, Jr.) and his grandson Justin Cully as they were three generations of firemen.

Having this information was very valuable to me.  I was on a clear mission to find this branch of the tree and reunite with them because it had been at least 60 to 70 years since the Cully’s from all branches have been together.

I had to be creative, and in doing so it payed off.  At first, I purchased a month membership with PeopleSearch.com and was able to get a listing of names of family members that had resided in the Cully family household. Then I went on Facebook and entered the names and connected with the grandchildren of Richard Cully. Then I  wrote a letter to Richard C. Cully Jr. at the Cambridge Fire department inquiring about his father, and informing him of our family connection.   It took about a month before I received a response from him, but along with it, I was given contact information of Richard Jr’s. sister Karen Cully, who resides in Florida.  We hit it off immediately.

I had the opportunity to reunite with Karen when she came to San Diego, CA and then I went to Orlando, Florida two times in 2010.  I went once to celebrate their mother Raymonde Cully’s [Richard Sr.’s wife]  90th birthday and then in November 2010 to celebrate Thanksgiving with their family from Haiti’s.  During these visits, I met Richard and Karen’s sister Gretchen Gertrude & brother Richy, and many others from this Cully Branch.

Finding family can be a difficult task, but when you put your heart, your mind, your spirit, and allow your ancestors to guide you, the possibilities are open to you.  I say happy researching and hunting as this could begin a whole new chapter in a happy reunion.

To keep this post relatively simple, I will post our reunion pictures and other details at a later date.

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Wordless Wednesday: Dr. Charles W. Buggs Passes

Dr. Charles W. Buggs is the Uncle of my first cousin 1x removed, Zara Gale Buggs Taylor.  This is her father’s John Allen Buggs brother.

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Not Amanuensis Monday: Betty Peters 1942 & 1943 Journal, Day #14

This is a continued effort to transcribe my mother’s 1942 Journal when she was 15 years old.

Betty Mae Peters
High School Photo
Page 68-bottom

May 26, 1943 Wednesday

Take note, goat, my handwriting has changed again. It simply gets monotonous writing the same way all the time.  So here I am with my new scribe.

Baby, are things buzzing around here.  June Thompson for one thing is going to be married to Palmer Hamilton on Saturday the 29th.  Aunt Vi (She’s Aunt now) just left.  She told us about how much trouble she is having with her mother who…

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…seems to be very contrary about the whole thing.  Three Saturdays ago, Aunt Vi, spent the whole day shopping downtown tying to find a pretty grey dress for her mother to wear to the wedding.  She simply couldn’t find a nice grey dress so went home with a perfectly lovely black one.  Her mother was so angry at not having a grey dress that she would’t even try it on and had Aunt Vi send it right back.  To Aunt Vi’s horror and unhappiness, her mother is going to wear an old grey wool dress that she (Aunt Vi) made last winter for her to wear around the house.  It’s so thick and winterish looking that Aunt Vi knows people at the wedding will speak of her neglecting her mother by not even getting her a decent dress to wear.  Aunt Vi is…..

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…so very upset that she doesn’t know what to do.

Two Sunday’s ago, Menta Turner, Dorothy Fuoner, and Olyve Johnson gave a shower for June, and it was really a grand thing.  The cream of the crop was there, and mother and I were duly fussed over. (I guess we’re in the “Blue Book” now.).  We went up on the Subway with Toni and got there 5 minutes before it was over.  I met Mrs. Jones, Gloria’s (one of the bridesmaids) mother-Ha! (That’s all I can say) Just Ha!  She’s making Gloria’s dress and we are all hoping just hoping.  The other bridesmaids are Betty Turner (a sweet lovely girl of whom I am very fond and I hope the feeling is mutual), Dolores Duncan (Ditto!) and Roberta (cis) LaVar (also Ditto and the maid of honor).

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We bridesmaids gave Junie a shower on Saturday last, (May 22). It was to be a surprise, and as far as the other girls know, it was.  Only Junie, Mommie, Aunt Vi (perhaps ? Thompson) and I know about that!)  That is our secret!  Dolores spilled it unknowingly on Friday afternoon.  Friday night I went to spend the night with June and we both pretended terrifically (each knowing the other knew about the pretense).  Palmer surprised us (Gee he’s cute!) by being there.  Saturday morning June confessed her knowledge.  Anyway we had lots of fun and the other girls think it was a surprise.  They would have been so unhappy had they thought it otherwise.  So that was my good deed.  It was at the Hotel Theresa.  Mr. Scott let…

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…us have the room for receptions.  I met so many lovely girls (including Marie Frazier) and we all had a ball.  Gladys Scott certainly does look and act grown.  By the way she has ?lra now but Barbara doesn’t think anyone knows it (not even me).  She’s putting on a big show and making a fool of herself.  It was dirty of Scottie but Barbara deserves it.  Look how dirty she’s been.  Think of how she treated “Desie”.  Then look at how she has taken poor stupid Preston away from June.  Not that June cares.  She is well able to take care of herself and I, her she is doing just that.

I’m a drift again and I think Earl is “putrid.”  I’ll be glad when someone comes along, however.  This “Love ? business is awfully monotonous.

Uncle Ray was in town for two days…

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…without Joan!  He’s headed for Jersey in the same fashion.  So there!

Ruthie and Arnie are all heartthrobs.  Joyce met Danny Deece. (remember him?) in Corona L. I. where he lives.  He is gorgeous and likes her, but she gave him the go-by for Everett Mills. (That is what I call pitiful).

Muriell and Leslie have gone the limit.  Ditto Thelma and Richard Summer (now “and Mingo”).

Mr. Knickerbocker asked me to work in his office next term.  Nice!

Alveretta’s Uncle Buddy came up for her and she signed herself out of the hospital to early.  She upset mother and made her cry, when we told her about Uncle Buddy crying she maliciously said “crocodile tears”

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She left for Georgia about 3 weeks ago and her dear sweet cousin Myrtice Davis came and took most of her things.  Now her temp is 105 and her arm, hands, and legs are paralyzed.  Her pain is so sever that she has to be doped.  Oh goodness!  Sadness, Happiness, Sadness, Happiness! (That’s life).

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Amanuensis Monday: Thank You Note to a Fiance

I came across a note that I found in a book that I inherited, and had been placed in my bookcase for quite awhile.  The note was dated November 19, 1956.  My parents got married August 18, 1957, so they were either dating or  they were engaged to be married.

2260 1/2 St.
Los Angeles, Calif.
November 19, 1956

My dearest,

I adore you.
Thank you,
thank you,
thank you,
thank you,
thank you,
thank you,

I’ll never forget this birthday if I live to be a thousand, and I shall be yours forever.

Your baby,
 Betty

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