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Throwback Thursday – WWI parade


[Photographs from the private collection of the author. Click on image to see the full view.]

When the soldiers returned home after World War I, many small towns honored their fallen sons and returning soldiers with parades. This series of photographs found their way to me via my maternal grandmother’s family and I believe the location is Avon Square (Avon, Massachusetts) in the spring of 1919. My family lived for many generations in the area of Massachusetts where Holbrook, Avon, and Brockton come together. My great grandfather, Malcolm W. Leonard, served in Company A, 23rd Engineers. In his late twenties when he enlisted, Malcolm was a college graduate and civil engineer before joining the Army. (If you have been following along, he was the boy in the boat in yesterday’s post. The two girls were his sisters, Sibyl and Eunice.)

Malcolm W. Leonard, 1918

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David’s Diary – 15 March 1971

Monday, 15 March 1971  

[Top panel: Bonnie called Grandma]

Up about 9:15. After breakfast I turned my thoughts to some phone calling and also preparing my Eagle article—had a long phone conversation with Gladys Haskell. About 10:45 I went to the Eagle office, had a chat with the editor—came on home. Bonnie had flopped back into bed, so I stretched out too—only with a book—got some reading done—and a few minutes of rest before we prepared lunch. Margaret Reilly called while we were eating—she’d just gotten back to Rockport (been away for a few days) and found a letter waiting from Alan Fedrick. He’s back in England—living with his folks, but desperately wanting to get back to the U.S. He had flown to England on impulse around Xmas time after a big argument with Maria! After Bonnie left for work Debbie played in her room, and I turned to organizing my Playboy magazines. Bonnie had voiced an intention to clean closets, so I want them neatly tied and arranged. After that task was completed I turned to reading—and this was my pursuit for the remainder of the afternoon. I had supper on the table almost when Bonnie got home. After eating I went to Tuck’s pharmacy for a prescription for Bonnie. Came home in time for CBS news. Clipped articles from old New Republics while watching. Bonnie went to Chorus rehearsal, I read all evening. Snacked when she got home—bathed. Read OBLO c. 12:30.

Tuesday, 16 March 1971

[Top panel: pictures of Debbie, breakfast table + outside, pussycat on outdoor fireplace]

Up at 8:40—shaved—2 days worth, had breakfast. Today was Debbie’s 2 year 7 month birthday, so we took pictures, some at the breakfast table, some outside. What a beautiful day it turned out to be. Temperature up in the 60’s. After the picture taking, I turned to reading—finished Albright’s FSATC—about 11 o’clock. I then quickly wrote two letters, one to Mrs. Myers, one to my folks—about 12:00 I walked to the Post Office—also to the church to turn on the heat for the rock group—also had a chat and a stroll with Ed Nutting. Got home about 12:30—also after having chatted with Kay at the school playground. After eating, Bonnie left for work. Debbie had been playing hard outside, both before and after Sesame Street, so she was exhausted—went right to napping. I read the assignment in the COCU plan of union, first part of chapter 8, for tonight’s meeting. Then I turned to reading in Cross’ book, The Ancient Library of Qumran. About 100 pp. of it should be read as review for next exam—and also to prepare more adequately for my lecture on Thursday. This kept me busy til about 4:30 when I prepared supper. After Bonnie got home I went to the church to turn off the heat, then to Richdales for bread. We ate when I got home, then I relaxed, read. CBS news 6:30–7:00. Thomas Dewey [1] died today. Watched part of What’s My Line?  7:30–9:45 COCU study group met. I perhaps upset some with my strong ecumenical views. 10:00–11:00 watched “60 minutes”—taped portion on Tonkin Gulf Incident.[2] Watched news, weather. Relaxed, read briefly, bathed  OBLO  c. 12:30.

Wednesday, 17 March 1971

Up about 9:00. Had breakfast—Bonnie was preparing to go to Avon with Debbie—I didn’t get started on studying til after they’d left. There were too many interruptions, including phone call from Homer. But by 10:30 they had left. Then I got down to studying—until about 12:00, at which time I went to the Post Office (mailed a roll of black + white film to Mail-a-way) and to the church to turn on the heat for the rock group. Came home, fixed lunch, then got back to studying. At 3 o’clock I went down to the church to see the boys again—this time to pick up the money they’re paying us for heat—they gave me $32.00. Changed way-side pulpit, then walked to the Building Center—they had the window which I’d ordered last week. I carried it come, sized it up in the window, then got back to reading, until about 5:00. Finished the reading in Cross’ book which I had intended to read. Went to the church and turned off the heat. Came home, fixed supper. Then I went to work on the window—during CBS news, What’s My Line and Men at Law I worked on it—got much of the work done—can’t finish it because I still need some material from the Building Center. Turned to reading again, in Milik’s, “Ten Years of Discovery etc”  Had snack about 10:00—did some outlining and sketching of Sunday’s sermon. Cleaned up some of the mess connected with the window; read; bathed about 11:45. Read in bed; LO c. 1:00 AM.

[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_E._Dewey

[2] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulf_of_Tonkin_incident

David’s diary, 17 March 1971


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David’s Diary – July 28, 1970

Tuesday, 28 July 1970

Up shortly after 8:00. Shaved—two day beard. Had breakfast. My main concern for the day was reading. I was able to devote most of my morning to it. But when the mail came I read I.F. Stone’s Weekly—plus an article on Stone from the Wall St. Journal which Virginia Bate sent me. I then went about getting some announcements ready to send to the Administrative Board re: next week’s meeting. Addressed envelopes, had lunch, finished preparing the mailing. Bonnie went to work, Debbie played in her room; I read. I reached a stopping point and was ready to go to the P.O. with Debbie when Barbara + Hazle Lord called—they’re moving to Maine tomorrow! By the time I was off the phone, Debbie was asleep—so I read—finally finished Mowinckel at about 3:15. Then relaxed a bit. Debbie was waking up, so we went to the P.O., then to the church—I changed the wayside pulpit. Home again, read paper, relaxed, watered the tomatoes. Then began getting supper ready. We ate as soon as Bonnie got home from work. Got packed and ready. Dropped in to see the Lords’—6:50–7:30—then headed for Avon. Arrived here at 9:00. Had a nice visit—also some ice cream—Debbie showed off her growing vocabulary. Hot, muggy night; bathed; OBLO 11:20.

Wednesday, 29 July 1970

[Top panel:   97.8 day!]

Up about 7:30. Shaved—had breakfast. Left for BU before 8:30. My main concern for the day was to get some reading accomplished. It was very hot and humid; I had worn shoes because I was afraid my feet might get cold in air-conditioned Mugar Library. But the air-conditioning had been shut off because Boston is having problems with water. I went back to the car to get my sandals—which I happened to stick in—just in case! I decided to try to do some studying at the School of Theology library. I ran into Hobart Farrell—whom I hadn’t seen in a long time. We had lunch together out on the lawn in back of the School of Theology. In the afternoon I was able to make the most progress—I read straight through until about 6:15—got up to p. 104 in Lindblom. Then I headed back to Avon. Arrived about 7:15—Bonnie fixed me supper, then we sat out on the back lawn, trying to catch some breeze. Debbie went running around the lawn, playing in the bird baths, etc. Later in the evening we moved into the screened in porch—played cards—then had ice cream—came in about 10:00. Relaxed, bathed. Read, OBLO, 11:25.

Thursday, 30 July 1970

[Top panel:  97.7]

Up about 7:20. Shaved, had breakfast—got on the road to Boston shortly after 8:00. I made good progress during the morning—but I knocked off about noon. I took the trolley to Boylston—planned to eat my lunch on the Common or Garden—but it was too too hot! So I made the return trip to BU. Tried to find a shady spot—ate one sandwich—wasn’t too hungry, so I got right back to reading. About 3:15 I took a break, had my second sandwich and banana—then read again until about 6:00. I wanted to go further, but I had reached the point where I wasn’t getting much from the reading. So I knocked off and headed back to Avon. Arrived shortly before 7:00. Bonnie made my supper. The evening was spent relaxing for the most part—in front of the TV. Watched Ironsides—that was the main concern—then there was a ½ special on the East Coast’s current pollution crisis. Between 10:00 and 11:00 I tried to get some more reading done—had some luck—but really didn’t get very far. 11–11:30 we all watched Nixon’s press conference—his usual evasions, half-truths, doubt-talk. But he performed well and no doubt satisfied most of the public; bathed; Bonnie and Emil engaged in a prolonged game of scrabble; read psalms. OBLO c. 12:30.

Friday, 31 July 1970

[Top panel:  97.9]

Up before 8:30. We had breakfast, packed the car, and were on the road by 9:30. We decided to take the through-Boston route—it was slow, because of road repairs, but we got into Rockport just about 11:00. We took time to get unpacked, look over the mail, look over the tomato patch. Then we had lunch. Debbie played in her play-yard after we got home until lunch time, so after lunch she was eager to have a nap. Bonnie left for work. I relaxed. I tried to get to work on my reading, but my heart really wasn’t in it. But by mid to late afternoon I did get going. After Bonnie got home from work, I went up to the garden—got a big batch of Italian beans, 2 cucumbers, 3 squash. Came home; we fixed supper. Watched CBS news, at the end of which Walter Cronkite noted the retirement of Chet Huntley—and Chet suddenly flashed on the screen to bid goodbye + goodluck to Walter! We then watched NBC news—and saw Huntley’s last performance. I then read briefly; Bonnie gave Debbie her bath—then we went for a walk to the headlands—T-wharf —art galleries. Home about 9:00. Then read for about an hour—still in Lindblom. Bathed. OBLO c. 11:00  —Θ+

David’s Diary, July 31, 1970

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David’s Diary – June 10, 1970

Wednesday, 10 June 1970

We got up about 7:30 or so. Had breakfast, shaved, prepared to leave Avon. Got in the road about 8:45—arrived at the Myles Standish State Forrest [1] about 9:45. We got our campsite—in Bartlett 1. We spent the rest of the morning getting set up and relaxing. What leisurely reading I got done during the day was in F.C. Grant’s, The Gospels. About noon we fixed lunch—used our Coleman stove for the first time; it worked very well. And we were delighted to see how little fuel it used. In the afternoon we tried to go swimming—but the water was cold, the sky was overcast—and the nice beach was on the side of the lake with the cold breeze. In the middle of the afternoon I went into Plymouth for a can-opener—and Ernco-foam! [???][2]  When I got back we drove around for a while, then took a drive around the park. Then came back and fixed supper. When we got supper over with we decided to take Debbie for a ride to Plymouth. She’s got a bad diaper rash and is out of sorts—we were gone c. 7:30–8:30. When we got back we prepared Debbie for bed—put her in the back of the VW. Then we bedded down for the night—by 9:30. Θ

Thursday, 11 June 1970

I slept relatively well; we got up about 7:00. Fixed breakfast, prepared to leave. The mosquitoes were driving us crazy—we were literally itching to get out of there—we did about 9:15. We arrived back in Avon about 10:00. Unloaded the car, then I put on my swimsuit and washed the car. Then Debbie and I played with the hose and lawn sprinklers—and the watering-can—she got thoroughly soaked, but was enjoying it very much, the day was so hot. Shortly before noon Debbie + I bathed together—Bonnie took her out, then I finished; had lunch, then I set about getting my hair washed, shaving, getting groomed again. Then relaxed for a while; about mid-afternoon I decided to nap since we’d be up so late tonight—I went sound asleep. We had supper about 5:35 or 40. We made good time to Providence—in about 65 minutes we were at the parking lot at Brown. We registered, then killed time by strolling around, browsing in a book store. Returned to Alumni Hall about 8:00—greeted Charlie Whitford; 8:30-10:15 we saw Dick Water’s play, The Son of Man.; 10:15-10:30 break in the fresh air; 10:30–11:15 caucus [???]—then drove home, arrived in Avon c. 12:15; had snack OBLO 12:50.

Friday, 12 June 1970

Up by 6:30. Shaved, had breakfast, left for conference—felt I should be there by 8:30—The Board of Ministry’s report was scheduled early. As it turned out things were behind schedule. But when the time came I was introduced to the Conference—and along with several others was voted to be ordained Elder. [3] Not long after I got there I met Don McGaw and we spent most of the day together—we had lunch together. The afternoon session was largely devoted to Black Methodists for Church Renewal—their request for money. I left about 4:30—came back to Avon—then Bonnie and I went back to Conference after supper. The evening program was not an official business session—but a celebration of unity. A major part was a modern interpretive dance with sax + trumpet—it was overly long—and hard to grasp. But after this was over the conference members + visitors joined the young people on the floor of the auditorium for singing and generally going wild—it was really a blast. Afterwards Don McGaw, Merlin Levering, Artis Smith, Charlie Whitford and Bonnie and I went looking for a bar in Providence—ended up in a gay bar!—finally settled for Howard Johnsons! We broke up about 12:30—we got back to Avon about 1:30—and got right to bed.

Saturday, 13 June 1970

Θ before arising at 8:00. I hurriedly bathed, shaved—I needed to leave by 9:00. Just a few minutes before I left Lee Sandwen came in from Amherst—Emil’s grandson. I left about 9:05—got to Meeham auditorium just at 10:00. But important business, i.e. BMCR, didn’t really come up for action until the afternoon session. Don McGaw and I again had lunch together. I.e. I had much [??] sack lunch as yesterday, and we went somewhere for him to get a meal. Today it was to Kentucky Colonel for fried chicken. Then we went brouzing [sic] around book stores—but we got back to Conference about 1:30. The afternoon debate was long and tedious—and the BMCR proposal was really weakened. It is disappointing to see the church so rigid. Jesus once said to a man overly concerned with property: “Sell your things, give to the poor.” But Methodist Conference is unwilling to do such a thing. Our Conf.—so said one speaker—has $51 million in property + investments—can’t we find $1.5 million for BMRC? –I left conference about 4:30. Arrived Avon 5:30. Very weary, had supper, then sacked out—really tired—didn’t come to until about 8 o’clock. Visited with the household, including Lee—all but Bonnie + I retired before 10:00. We read; at c. 11:15 I got a call from Dr. Beck that he can’t be in Providence tomorrow; a great disappointment. OBLO c. 11:30

Diary entry from June 13, 1970

[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myles_Standish_State_Forest. Coincidentally, Bonnie’s family is descended from Myles Standish, and the line is proved via The Mayflower Society.

[2]  I have no idea.

[3] There are (or at least were at that time) two levels of ordination in the Methodist Church: Deacon, then Elder, which is the highest level. So, officially, all “reverends” and bishops are simply Elders. The story was told of a bishop who was acting too arrogantly, and a few pastors decided to intervene; they addressed their letter to him: “Dear Brother Elder.”

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