William Harold WHALEY

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Ralls County Missouri, Howard, Goldena, 1980; page 429 "Whaley, WILLIAM HAROLD 11 Dec 1913 of Tulsa, Oklahoma, an attorney,married in Tulsa 29 Oct1937 to Kathryn Griggs (1 Nov 1916) born inMcAlester, Oklahoma to Joseph P. Griggs and Ruth Landes Griggs (died 7Dec 1979). The 3 children of Harold and Kathryn are (1) Carolyn (24Oct 1938) married, 6 June 1960, David L. Vosburg and their childrenare Kathryn Ann (6 June 1961) and William Bradley (3 Nov 1964). (2)David Landes (29 Aug 1944), married Valerie Jeanne Vernon 29 Jan 1966their children are Whitney Lynn (2 Aug 1955) and William Jason (17 Oct1970); (3) Norma Jean (19 May 1950), married Walter Rogers theirchildren are twins, Jeffrey Kyle and Daniel Joseph (28 Oct 1968). Theparents of Harold Whaley were William N. Whaley (17 Jan 1875 - 19 Nov1934) and Carrie A. Fitchen Whaley (25 Mar 1879), who celebrated her101st birthday this year. See index Irene or William Boling." "Sugar on the Ground: Anecdotes about W.H. Whaley", Intro. toFolklore, English 30613, (for) Dr. William Clements, by Kathryn A.Vosburg, 10 Sept 1982, Arkansas State University: "William Harold Whaley is my grandfather on my mother's side of thefamily. He's the only grandfather I have now, which makes meappreciate the few times a year I get to be with him, when he comesfrom Tulsa with Grandma to visit. I've heard lots of stories aboutGrandpa; my impression is that his life has been a hard workingsuccess story. He was born in Spalding, Missouri, in 1913 to WilliamNichols Whaley and Carrie Almira Fitchen Whaley. He's the youngest offive children, three girls and two boys, another sister died afterbirth. Anyway, he grew up on the family farm near Hannibal and wouldwalk through the farms' back woods along a stream to Spalding where heattended school. I've heard him talk about his jaunts to school; heloved them, I suppose, those walks in the fresh air and the scenicMissouri countryside. Last spring he took Grandma down the pathleading to the old school. She couldn't keep up with him because hewas feeling at home and spry and, as always, walks faster and ahead ofeveryone else. Grandma ended up spraining her ankle. Well, fromstories that the family has told me, his father, William Nichols,died when Grandpa was about 16 or 17 years old. He stayed on the farmto help the family until he was 21, I guess about 1934, when hedecided to leave the farm. He went to Chillicothe Business College inMissouri, then worked in Chicago for awhile before moving to Oklahoma.He went to Tulsa Law School as a night student, working his waythrough school with a daytime job as a secretary for the Texas OilCompany. Eventually he ended up as the manager of the land leasedepartment of the Mid-Continent Oil Company. He always tells me howhard he worked and that I should be thankful that I have had nohardships like he had. He must have been ambitious, determined andstrong willed to survive, but I guess that is what it took in thosedays." Kathryn Ann Vosburg, Granddaughter, 21; Jonesboro, Arkansas. "My earliest recollection of my father was when he had a Victoryvegetable garden during World War II. He had grown up as a boy on thefamily farm in Missouri, so he grabbed up the opportunity to applywhat he had learned as a farmer by planting in a empty lot near ourhome. The city provided the lot where he cultivated several types ofvegetables. The thing he got most excited about that came from thegarden was a full case of beer that someone had dropped or lost at theside of the garden. Daddy brought it home and stored it in thebasement where it was cool. Every now and then he'd sneak down thereand drink it one can at a time. That was his prize produce from hisgarden. One of my favorite stories is the annual "selection of theChristmas tree outing." We kids would start badgering him about atree several weeks before Christmas, but he was never in the mood tobuy one until Christmas eve after he got off work. We'd eat supper,load into the car, and drive from lot to lot trying to find a cedartree exactly the right height and shape that he recalled having as achild in Missouri. We would finally find one we thought was a goodchoice, but he'd reject it for reasons we could never understand.Then, just when we'd about give up, think we wouldn't find one, he 'dbuy one that the lot salesman had just reduced because he was about toclose up and go home for Christmas. Very often it would have a yellowspot or a hole on one side, but that didn't matter to Daddy. He'dtake it home, put it in his homemade stand, put the spot or holeagainst the wall, and then he'd decorate it, even down to putting theicicles on individually. After it was all done he'd turn on theChristmas tree lights, and sit in the dark admiring it long after we'dall gone to bed." Carolyn Ruth Whaley Vosburg, oldest daughter, 43; Jonesboro, Arkansas "My Grandfather Whaley wasn't feeling well one day while my family wasvisiting, and we were having quite a time persuading him to leave thehouse, until we decided to go look at oriental rugs. We could immediately see his recovery from his allergies, whichhad been keeping him feeling bad for months, as soon as he touched andsmelled the beautiful rugs that he loved so much." Jeff Rogers "I was sitting in Grandmother Griggs' rocking chair watching T.V.Then I turned my head and peered into the living room and sawGrandfather reading a book with a wide grin from ear to ear. I wishedI could get a real good book that I could enjoy thoroughly like that.Then I went back to the T.V. with Julia Childs slinging hash. Soonthe show was over and I decided to go have a chat with Grandfather. Ifound him slumped with his face on his chest asleep, and a largecontented grin on hisface." Dan Rogers Jeff and Dan Rogers, grandsons, (twins), 13; Boulder, Colorado "I was about eleven years old when Uncle Charlie died. We drove toMissouri for the funeral. Everyone was happy he had not sufferedprolonged illness, but had lived a healthy, long life to the age of 92. There were many relatives in Grandmother Whaley'stiny house, aunts, uncles, cousins, all talking, laughing andpreparing and receiving food from friends and neighbors. The diningroom table was laden with the feast until it almost creaked andgroaned. In the confusion and activity, I looked at Daddy, sitting inUncle Charlie's chair over by the window. He had his glasses off andtears were streaming down his face." Norma Jean Whaley Rogers, daughter, 32; Boulder, Colorado "In the first place, I think he was a typical 'Country Boy'. Hedidn't shirk his duties on the farm and I'm sure he was obedient as weall were in those days, we, especially with our Dad. I will say thatI guess that Harold did have the nerve or courage to argue with Dad,when he was older, as one time Dad said to him, with his usual oath, "'--------!', you ought to be a lawyer." Well, I guess Dad was right,Harold argued with him and stood up for what he believed. Haroldenjoyed his boyhood activities with neighborhood and school friendswith parties and all. He was a little mischievous for fun. Oneincident that we all recall and still laugh about was a trick thebunch of boys played on a newlywed couple. In those days the youngfolks and sometimes the old folks went to where the couple werestaying for the night (usually at their parents') and chivereed them,which was making a lot of noise with bells, beating on tin cans oranything, until they came out to greet them and invite them in forrefreshments. Well, this time the boys decided to play a trick onthem and they found 12 gallons of ice cream in the freezer that they'dpurchased from a dealer in Hannibal. The boys took it and ate it all,I think about a gallon apiece! They all decided they'd had enough forawhile! Well, the next day our Dad made Harold and Paul go to thecouple and apologize and all the boys paid for the ice cream. Haroldenjoyed family fun. One Christmas, when our boys were small, heplayed Santa. We all entered the parlor where the tree was trimmedfor Santa and that we didn't get to see until Christmas morning whenwe were kids. Our boys (Bobby and Billy Keyes), and Virginia andBilly (Boling) were the little ones this time. Anyway, when we sawthat tree with no gifts, those kids' eyes were really wide open.Where are the gifts? Then, in walked Santa rolling the woodbox thathe had made for the kitchen, filled with gifts. Harold had on theSanta suit, beard and all, and made a typical Santa. Easter time wasa fun time in our home, looking for the Easter egg nests. (Irenerecalled what Harold and Paul did one time for the grandkids in hidingthe nests.) They hid several nests with eggs in each, each nest'seggs having names on them, so they had to find their own eggs. Tobegin with, they'd attach a string to the first next, and they'd haveto follow that string to the next and each next. The places thatthey'd hid the nests, one was in the outhouse, another in the orchard,one by the house. This was alot of fun." Leona Margaret Whaley Keyes, oldest sister, 80; Willie Irene WhaleyBoling, sister,76; Paul Richmond Whaley, only brother,71, all ofHannibal, Marion County, Missouri "One thing I will never forget, was that one morning when he (Harold)awoke and there was snow on the ground, he said, 'Oh, look, there'ssugar on the ground'." Carrie Almira Fitchen Whaley, mother, 103, Hannibal "One of the first lessons I learned from my mate, after one week ofwedded bliss, was that everyone needs space. I dressed on Saturdaymorning thinking my new hubby would expect me to go with him any place and every place, including the garagewhere the car needed to be checked. Harold said, 'Where are yougoing?' and I replied, 'with you.' I could see by his expression hewas quite surprised, but did not say anything else. We arrived at thecar repair shop and I soon realized I was out of place, so caught abus and came back home!! Both of us laughed over the incident. He nodoubt thought a lady should not go certain places, one of them being agreasy garage." Kathryn Griggs Whaley, wife, 65, Tulsa, Oklahoma P.S. Grandpa had to put his two cents worth in about one episode ofhis life, among many!!) "Did they tell you the story about Mary? Well, let me tell you aboutMary Foreman and I. We used to all get together and help each otherthresh the wheat. Well, during the threshin', Mary and I went to theparlor. Old Mr. Foreman saw us through the window embracing and all,and he came storming in and sent me home, and told me not to comeback. I went home and told Dad, and we had to have someone at thethreshin', so Dad sent Uncle Charlie in my place. Now, isn't thatfunny? I was about seventeen then." William Harold Whaley, (being himself), 69, Tulsa, Oklahoma Missouri Century Farm Application, 29 Oct 1985 Applicant: William Harold Whaley # Qualifying acres: 300 Original Owner: William Henry Whaley, grandfather of William HaroldWhaley Original land acquisition: 1882 This farm was originally patented on January 9, 1829 to John P.B.Foreman. It was a gift to him by his father, Aaron Foreman who, withCapt. Edward Whaley, explored this area in 1819 and filed for patentson many thousands of acres in Ralls County and Marion County. TheForemans were lumber people and John P.B. Foreman built the largetwo-story brick and frame house which is still on the farm and ispresently being restored. This house is one of the oldest housesstill in existence built in Ralls County. Mortgages were placed onthe land by John P.B. Foreman in April and July of 1839, so it can bepresumed that the house was built about that time and the mortgagemoney used to buy what few materials were necessary. I have alwaysheard from information passed down from generations past that thebricks were made on the farm and all framing is of native oak andwalnut, probably cut on the farm. My mother, Carrie Whaley, whopassed away on July 10, 1984, at the age of 105 years, lived on thisfarm or had an interest in it from the time of her marriage to myfather on March 30, 1901, until she passed away, a period of 83 years.The farm has been used as a livestock and grain farm for most of thetime it has been in the family. From around 1925 until 1955 it wasalso a dairy farm. It has a large dairy barn and silo built around1937. There are 210 acres in cultivation and the balance in pastureand timber. It has numerous springs and the creek, from the wellknown as Ogle Spring, crosses the Southwest corner of the farm with asupply of water never known to "go dry" in the severest droughts.When my father was in his prime every field had a swinging gate thatcould be opened and closed without dismounting from his horse. He wasa fox hunter, so this factor was important to him. He lived on thisfarm from the age of seven until he passed away Nov. 19, 1934. Thehomestead has a 12 foot square icehouse with a concrete cellar beneathit. The temperature in the cellar was around 49 degrees throughoutthe summer and ice could be kept until late fall. It was my job, fromthe age of five years, to crawl up the ladder and push the sawdustdown the sides of the ice (which served as insulation). The ice wasacquired from a fenced pond whch had no drainage from the hog orcattle pastures, so the ice was as clear as manufactured ice. Thesmokehouse still in existence has held as many as 12 hogs at a timeand was used as long as my father lived."

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