Trumbull (1) – A Birthday Letter To Ced And A Tornado – May, 1942

Trumbull, Conn. May 31, 1942

Dear Ced:

In view of the fact that this is the eve of the day when you first opened your little peepers on this strange and naughty world, I am dedicating this opening paragraph to you. It so happens that we have with us on this occasion one known as your Aunt Elsie who desires to peck a few words.

FALSE ALARM. The above words were written about 7:30, at which time a tap was heard on the Alcove French door and Rufus Burnham, Louise and Young David appeared enroute from New Haven where they had been visiting Brad. After mixing up a few biscuits, tea and cheese, they ate a hasty supper and caught the 9 o’clock bus a few minutes ago to connect with the train that will take them all to the Grand Central, including Elsie, so the little round robin I had planned to vary the monotony of a “DAD” letter has flown back to its nest or were ever it is round robins fly to.

As will be apparent to one of your perspicacity (that’s a $.25 word), Aunt Elsie has snatched a brief vacation over Memorial Day (or Decoration Day as it used to be known when I was a lad). Yesterday afternoon was pleasant but last night we were visited with a heavy thunder shower accompanied by big hailstones which reminded me of miniature bombs being dropped by nature’s luftwaffe, as they bumped and rattled on roof and windowsills. Apparently they did not do much damage to Iris and rhododendrons, both of which are in bloom now, but today has been rather cloudy and generally overcast, with occasional brief glimpses of the sun.

And while I think of it, Miss Babbitt in the Technology Room of the Bridgeport Public Library – – a good friend of mine – – tells me her cousin is Mr. Chandler Griggs, Chief Engineer of the Civil Aeronautics Administration at Anchorage, and wondered if you had happened to meet him. If not, she suggests you do so as he is a very delightful person.

We received on the 26th a very interesting letter from Lad which told in intimate detail just what happened in the process of induction to the US Army from the time I said goodbye to him at the Derby railroad station to the time he mailed the letter. An excerpt from his letter is attached as part of a Report on the doings of you boys prepared for family and friends. I am also enclosing a play which Uncle Ted mailed to me which may cause a whimsical smile to adorn your countenance.

Peabody Cottage - interior - 1934

“Wrenholm”, Peabody Cottage,

Peabodys, Uncle Rex, Aunt Ella, Russell and _______ Peabody, Deer Park, Wisc., Aug., 1934

Uncle Rex, Aunt Ella, Russell and ___ Peabody

Aug., 1934, Deer Park, Wisc.

Peabodys - Uncle Kenneth, Aunt Nora, Allen, Joyce and Muriel Peabody, Alden, Wisc., Aug., 1934

Uncle Kenneth (in back), Allan, Aunt Nora holding Muriel and Joyce Peabody

Aug., 1934, Alden, Wisc.

A recent letter from Grandma will be particularly interesting to you and Dan who met the Rex Peabody’s on your way west. She says; (quoting from Rex’s letter) I know you will be interested to hear of a tornado which passed on a narrow path about 1 ½ miles west of us last Wednesday, May 13, at 3 PM Serious damage occurred in spots from a little northwest of new Richmond to as far away as Cumberland. The little house I built on the old Peabody farm is unharmed, but the addition my sisters put on is slightly battered by wreckage from the barn. The big house has lost all three chimneys. The roof from the main part is gone, but there is still a roof over the East part in over the North addition. Kenneth and family have moved into the other house. The barn and granary are scattered from where they stood to the road north. A few pieces are even north of the cemetery. The foundation still stands and the staunch and’s are in place. While there was no loss of life, one girl from a home north of here is not expected to live.

Tomorrow, I’ll be posting the second half of this letter and on Thursday, “An Occasional Report of the Guion Family, as of May 31, 1942. On Friday, another letter from Lad.

Judy Guion


4 thoughts on “Trumbull (1) – A Birthday Letter To Ced And A Tornado – May, 1942

  1. Mrs. P says:

    Great pictures to add to the collection of family photos. And living through a tornado and being able to share the outcome is something that not all families experience. They were lucky!

    • jaggh53163 says:

      Mrs. P. – Experiencing a tornado is something so many people never have. As you probably know, I thank my Grandfather for writing so much about his life and the world he lived in. I’m also very thankful that my Father recognized the significance of this material and saved it with no knowledge of who would benefit or how it would be used. I thank God that I had the interest and willingness to take it further.

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