Special Picture # 263 – Marion Irwin’s First Teaching Job – @ 1940




Can you find Marian Irwin? She is 4th from the right in the back row. I believe this was taken in 1940 because she graduated from San Francisco State with her teaching certificate in June of 1939.


Special Picture # 252 – Grandpa’s Bookplate – December, 1941



A bookplate my Grandpa had designed and printed,

something he had always wanted, but did not get until the Christmas of 1941.

It includes some elements of our Coat of Arms, particularly the grapes and the knight.

Because my internet was down this past week, I’m going to start over with a long letter writtem by Grandpa to his 3 sons and one daughter-in-law who are away from home at this time. I’ll re-post the first section again and continue with the rest of the letter throughout the week.

Judy Guion


Special Pictures # 248 – Marian Irwin in Orinda, California @ 1940

Marian (my Mom) wrote on the back of these pictures, “Marian Irwin, Orinda, CA, 1940?” This is the house she grew up and these were taken a couple of years before she met Lad (my Dad, Alfred Peabody Guion)


Tomorrow and the rest of the week, I’ll be posting letters written in 1943. Lad and Marian are getting serious, especially after Lad returns from a furlough in Trumbull and spends time with his girlfriend there.

Judy Guion

Trumbull – Holiday Cards From 1941

The following are holiday cards received by Lad in December, 1941 and January, 1942.

To Lad, from Laura Mae, Russ and son Richard Stanley, friends in Trumbull.

To Lad from Pat and Willie Wright (I think he knew them in Venezuela)

To Lad, from Martin and Flor Williams from Pariguan, Venezuela.

From the Pages, their daughters were friendly with the older boys

Tomorrow and Sunday, I’ll post more Special Pictures.

On Monday, I’ll begin a week of letters written in 1943. Lad is getting ready for a furlough and heading back to Trumbull.

Judy Guion

Trumbull – Dear Cedric (2) – Christmas Day – December, 1941



Alfred Duryee Guion (Grandpa)

Alfred Duryee Guion, Grandpa

Page 2    12/28/41

Christmas Day

          Christmas Eve Dave ate too much candy or something that upset his digestive tract so that he felt pretty miserable and, having left the tree to trim for that time, he did not feel very much in the mood. He went through with the job however and toddled off to his little bed. Because everyone was pretty much used up from the happenings of the night before and had outgrown the childhood habit of getting up at the streak dawn to watch with fascinated eyes the bulging stockings at the foot of the bed, we all arose late. Zeke, Biss and the two youngsters arrived a little before 11, so I brought the stockings down to the kitchen and we opened them there. We then all repaired to the music room and sat around in a circle watching the unwrapping of each one’s gifts in the usual manner. Here, as nearly as I can recall, were the gifts received:

Lad – Leather jacket, leather shoehorn, leather case with comb and nail file, necktie and noise eliminator for his razor.

Dan – Gloves, wallet, films for movie and camera, book (Golden Bough), tie rack and combination comb and nail file.

Dick – Sleeping bag, hand knitted socks and sweater (Jean), key case and wallet, defense stamps, razor towels

Dave – Leather jacket, gloves, scarf, skating socks, file and comb

ADG – Triple head Remington dry shaver, file and comb set, five dollar gift certificate for tobacco, fountain pen, a beautiful crocheted doily from Grandma

Aunt Betty – three warm woolen night dresses, housecoat, hot-water bag, doily, playing cards, soap, writing paper, stockings and defense stamps.

All the family – guava jelly, candied fruit, fancy basket of Texas navel oranges, bushel basket of citrus fruit and the usual box of brownies from the Ives.

I then retired to the kitchen to prepare the dinner. Before the dinner dishes were washed and put away visitors began to arrive and from then on the place was literally packed. Just about dark we got out the movies and Dan’s color projector and for an hour or so we had a private showing. I may not be able to recall all those present but aside from myself and the four boys, Aunt Betty and Aunt Elsie, Zeke, Biss and her two children, there were Bob and Red Shadick, Red Sirene, Jean Mortenson, Jane Mantel, Charley Hall, Harry Lasker, Dot McKenzie, Arnold and Alta (Gibson), Mr. and Mrs. Ives, Barbara (Plumb), Paul Warden, Don Whitney, Carl (Wayne) and Ethel (Bushey).

Christmas cards were received from the following: (I will omit those from my old friends that you don’t know) Nan and Stanley Osborne (Nan Duryee, Grandpa’s cousin), Mrs. Lea, Grandma, Marian and Ruth Noer, Aunt Dorothy, Britta and Sydney, Carl and Ethel, Alice Reyom, Cecilia Mullins (Lad’s girlfriend), Roger Bachelder, Sylvia Leeds, Jean Mortenson, the Searles,  the Cronins, Larry and Marion (Peabody), (Constable) Ray and Mrs. Beckwith, the Burrs, the Sirenes, the Larsons, May Bachelder, the Wardens, the Ives, the Kascaks, Helen Burnham, the Kirchers, the Charlie Kurtz’, the Chandlers, Barbara (Plumb), Don Whitney and Dick Christie. In addition, each of the boys received cards but I have no record of those.

Lad, Dick and Dave all worked on the driveway this morning while I prepared dinner. We got oil from Eb and Carl and incidentally, got rid of the accumulated ashes. Today things are pretty quiet for a change but I suppose that’s because it’s early yet and too soon to expect the Sunday visitors.


Tomorrow I have a special surprise planned and on Friday,I’ll post Holiday Cards from 1941.

On Saturday and Sunday, Special Pictures .

Next week, I’ll be posting letters written in 1943, when four of Grandpa’s  five sons are scattered all over the world in the service of Uncle Sam.

Judy Guion

Peabodys and Duryees – Grandma Writes to Ced – December, 1941

Grandma Peabody

5 Curcuit Road

New Rochelle, N.Y.

Dec. 19,

Dear Cedric

I got your last letter a few days ago. It’s so interesting to know what you are doing and what’s going on out there.

There seems to be plenty going on in this part of the world. Didn’t the Japs play a dirty trick on us! And what a horrible thing it was for the Officers to allow the Japs to do so much harm. Well they are getting their reward leaving their important jobs.

I was surprised and glad to, that Rusty is with you. Although you seem busy all the time it must be nice to have a companion to talk and laugh with. If you are girls, you might even cry. Haven’t heard a thing from Trumbull. I hope they are all well. When I saw Aunt Betty last she seemed pretty well, and she was getting the use of her hand more and more. She is such a dear, so patient. We here, plod along as usual. Dorothy busy with her short hand. She has so little time for anything else.

We are hoping Anne, Donald and Gweneth (Stanley) will spend Christmas with us but she hasn’t made any definite plans known yet. How do you like that crocheted tie, do you ever use it? I would have liked to make some more. Donald, for instance, liked his so much.

Uncle Larry and Aunt Marian (Peabody)  have been so busy getting their new home in order. Painting and papering, etc., etc. They are so enthusiastic and happy.

I read in the paper a few days ago that Hitler is taking a rest. I hope it will be a long one. He is supposed to be sick, maybe unnerved.

Last Saturday we had our first snow but it turned into rain before the day was over and all the snow was gone in no time. We have had such a long dry spell. Up State there must be a good deal of snow according to papers and that will perhaps help out the water problem.

I imagine Trumbull is getting ready to receive Dick. He will be some Christmas present! Don’t you think it was a fine thing for you boys to get away from Trumbull! The chance of seeing some of the world is a fine education.

Dear Ced, I am not sending you any Christmas present. I did not know what to do for you. Wishing you a very happy Christmas, including Rusty, I am

With lots of love


Tomorrow and Wednesday, I’ll be posting a letter from Grandpa to Ced, the only son away from home at this time.

Something special on Thursday. On Friday, I’ll post some Christmas and New Years cards.

Saturday and Sunday, Special Pictures – 

On Monday, I’ll continue with letters written in 1943, when four sons are working and/or training for duty with Uncle Sam.

Judy Guion

Trumbull – Dear Ced – No Word From Dick – December, 1941

Trumbull, Conn., December 21, 1941

Dear Ced:

Just a few days before the traditional day of “Peace on earth, good will toward men” – – the traditional spirit of Christmas which has endured for 2000 years and will outlast this present horrid ascendancy of hate – – a day which I hope we all will live to celebrate. Why is it when every sane person will agree that peace is so desirable that a few perverted souls can throw the whole civilized world into a state of war – – some of them purporting to be followers of the simple Galilean carpenter who first brought us the good-will message. It is beyond my limited intelligence to supply the answer. All I know is that in my own individual soul there is a spirit of peace and goodwill when I think of my own little family and particularly the one absent boy up near Santa’s homeland that I am going to miss more than ever this year.

No word of any sort from Dick. Maybe he expects to surprise us by barging in at any time now. At least that is what I hope, although I am also conscious of the fact that he may have been delayed because of the war upset, and, perish the thought, may not be able to reach Trumbull by the 25th.

Dan and Barbara went to New York last night by train to see New York at Christmas. They did not enjoy themselves as much as they expected to because of the biting wind. It has been really cold yesterday and today and the little fireplace in the alcove has been acting as a booster for the furnace since last night when Kemper, Ethel, Burr Davis and his wife came up for a pre-Christmas visit.

Peggy Beebe is to be married I believe on Christmas Day. Her man I am told is wealthy and they plan to build a “small” home in Greenfield Hills. Charley Hall is home. He came in today to see if Dick had reached home yet. Dave and Dan were in a pageant this afternoon at the Church. Dan took the part of Joseph and Dave was one of the Three Wise Men – – the one with the gold.

Lad has not been feeling so well today. Last night he had a ham and egg sandwich at some lunch wagon that apparently did not agree with him and he has been hovering close to the toilet most of the day.

I was mighty pleased to get your letter of the 7th (received on the 17th) with its interesting news regarding Rusty bunking in with you. That makes it nice for both of you. Tell the old bean I am still waiting for one of his interesting letters telling me the latest news regarding his personal affairs, particularly if I can be of any help from this end. I relayed your note regarding Union Now to the Peabody’s in New Rochelle, but as yet have had no reply. We received a Christmas’s package from the L. K. Peabody’s. I still have no further news as to where Anne and her family will be over the holidays.

Helen Plumb called me up yesterday and asked if as Justice of the Peace I was available next Saturday evening to marry two couples at the house here. I don’t know who they are but I will be ready.

This letter will reach you after Christmas Day but I can hope anyway some of the things arrived in time.

Love, from


More from the Autobiography of Mary E Wilson tomorrow and Sunday.

On Monday, I’ll begin posting letters written in 1943, when  the boys were involved with the War effort.

Judy Guion