The Beginning (22) – Reminiscences of Alfred D Guion (1884 – 1964) – Childhood Memories of Larchmont Gardens

The following memories are quotes from “Reminiscences of Alfred D.  Guion, written in 1960 while he was on a four-months “around the world” freighter trip. 

At this point I will begin adding the memories of the children as they were growing up.

Lad and Dan

A.D. – We had chosen our lot in Larchmont primarily to be “out in the country”, but the place was growing rapidly and became a thickly settled community.  It was getting difficult to find sleeping accommodations for frequent guests, five children and their parents.  Then, too, the boys were active little tykes, and like children the world over, frequently got into trouble, like rooting up vegetables in the neighbor’s garden, running around his house carrying a raw carrot leaving a yellow streak on his new paint.  If my neighbor had boiled over and said some harsh things I would have felt better, but he took it to good-naturedly so that I felt doubly worse.  We had, from time to time, offers from those interested in buying the house for considerably more than it had cost us, and all these were contributory causes for looking for a larger place further out in the country.

LAD – I think he had a garden in the backyard with green beans growing.  Dan and I each took 2 or 3 green beans and walked around and around his house, with the beans rubbing on the house, wearing them down until they got short.  Then we would throw them away and get some more beans.  So Roger (Bachelder) was kind of upset about that.

When we moved in, there were two houses on Lansdowne Drive, ours and another one at the top of the hill.  When we left in 1922, there were probably eight or ten houses.

I don’t know why but my father started calling me Lad and gradually it got to be my nickname.

A.D. – Before anything definite materialized along these lines, however, an epidemic of chickenpox turned the Guion ménage into an amateur hospital, and to make it even harder for head nurse Arla, Dad also got the bug. While it seems a laughing matter to relate, don’t let anyone tell you it is any fun for an adult to have chickenpox.

Lad

LAD – When I started school in Larchmont, either kindergarten or first grade, I went to school in a horse-drawn sleigh in the winter.  I just remember being awfully cold.  In the warmer months, mother drove me to school.  Dan may have started school there; he was only a year and half behind me.

Once in a while, we had to walk home from school.  I went across the street from the school and there was a fire hydrant on the corner.  Just for the fun of it, I jumped over the hydrant.  Well, for some reason or other, there was a short in the power somewhere and I got an awful shock.  I’ve never forgotten it and I’m always cautious when I come to a hydrant.

CED

CED – I don’t remember much about the Larchmont house on Lansdowne Drive.  I do remember the milk was delivered by milkman with a horse and buggy. Lansdowne Drive was on a hill and at the bottom was a creek.  One day the horse and wagon went down the hill faster than usual – they went bouncing down the hill.  I don’t remember if the horse went in the brook or not.  I was pretty young at the time, about four, maybe.

BISS (Elizabeth)

BISS – The only memory I have of Larchmont is a vague picture of the living room.  It had a fireplace and it seems to me a piano or something, but I’m not sure.  My impression is of hardwood floors but I can’t remember what the furniture looked like.  I was four when we left there.

Tomorrow I’ll continue this with the story of how the Guion family ended up in Trumbull, Connecticut.

I will finish out the week with more stories of their early years in Trumbull.

Judy Guion

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The Beginning – Reminiscences of Alfred D Guion (1884 – 1964) – Larchmont Gardens

The following memories are quotes from “Reminiscences of Alfred D.  Guion, written in 1960 while he was on a four-months “around the world” freighter trip. 

At this point I will begin adding the memories of the children as they were growing up.

 

Alfred Duryee with Daniel in his lap, Arla (Peabody) with Lad in her lap

A.D. – After I had been with the Celluloid Company for about 5 years, my boss was a offered and accepted a job with a large die manufacturer recently grown to huge proportions because the dies, which up to the opening of hostilities, had been a German monopoly.  Mr. Abbott, shortly afterwards, offered me the job of Assistant Advertising Manager of the National Aneline & Chemical Company, which I accepted.  My senior, the Advertising Manager, was a sneering, sarcastic individual who evidently resented my being assigned as his assistant, which did not make for very harmonious relations between us and created the sort of atmosphere in which I found it difficult to do my best creative work.  However, the salary was generous and my growing family made it unwise for me to take too independent and attitude.

The house on Landsowne Dr. in Larchmont Gardens, Larchmont, New York

It seemed about time also for my increasing brood to have a home of their own.  We finally decided on a lot in Larchmont Gardens, and with the money I had saved, I bought 1 of the firstt “Redi-cut” homes on the market and with the help of my father-in-law, who was Construction Superintendent on the N. Y.  Central, aided by one of his workmen on his free days, the house was erected.  The garage to hold the Franklin car, I built myself with the aid of friends and neighbors on weekends and holidays, in sort of an old-time building bee fashion.  My two nearest neighbors, the Burnhams and Batchelders, became lifelong friends.  My brother-in-law, Fred Stanley, on one of these weekend parties, brought along a fellow artist, Rusty Heurlin, who at once won all hearts by his personality and was responsible for many happy times.  He is one of Alaska’s leading artists of Arctic life.  The children all loved him and he was always a welcome guest and cherished friend.

Lad – When I was five, Dad and Mom were building a house in Larchmont.  They had a contractor build it and it was on Lansdowne Drive in Larchmont Gardens.  I accompanied them, well, maybe three or four times, when they went out to look at it.  Mom told the carpenters what she wanted changed.  She was quite conscious about what she wanted.

It took four days for the workers to build our garage.  The neighbors put theirs up in one day.  Later, a strong wind came up and blew down the neighbor’s garage but ours stood strong.  Roger Batchelder was that kind of a guy.

Rusty Heurlin was introduced into the family by Fred Stanley, (Aunt) Anne’s husband.  They were both artists, so it was through Fred Stanley, who married Anne Peabody, that he became acquainted with the Peabody clan.  Later, he met Dad.  We were kids, still living in Larchmont, so I was under five and the other kids were younger.

Cedric Duryee Guion

A.D. – With the exception of Dave, our youngest, who was born in Bridgeport Hospital, all our children spent their early years in Larchmont.  Dan was a mischievous little imp.  I recall one time when baby Cedric was taking his afternoon nap on the screened porch; Dan procured a bottle of shellacking and proceeded to paint Ced’s face with it.  You can imagine his Aunt Dorothy’s shocking surprise when she glanced in and saw our baby son suddenly changed into a Negro.  On another occasion, I walked into the kitchen and found Dan seated on the floor by the refrigerator busily breaking eggs on the linoleum.  Lad, early, showed an interest in mechanical things and was always quite a help in fixing things around the house.

On one summer’s day Arla and I motored to Mount Vernon to visit Mother Guion, leaving the children in care of their Aunt Anne. Ced, who was playing on the window seat in his upstairs nursery, somehow loosened the window screen and both he and it fell to the ground below, Ced landing on his head in the flower bed. Anne at once phoned us and I recall breaking all speed laws and safety regulations speeding back to Larchmont.  Apparently no harm resulted and in a short time the youngster was playing as usual.

Tomorrow I will continue the story of the Guion children in Larchmont Gardens.

Judy Guion

The Beginning (20) – Reminiscences of Alfred Duryee Guion – 1884 – 1964

The following memories are quotes from “Reminiscences of Alfred D.  Guion, written in 1960 while he was on a four-months “around the world” freighter trip. 

Only one incident during this time caused me alarm.  With the arrival of children I felt it wise to take additional life insurance but was turned down by the examining doctor because of a “heart murmur”.  I applied at it different company and was given a rated-up policy.  The incident caused me considerable concern under the circumstances and I went to our old family doctor to learn how serious the condition was.  He checked and told me he found nothing to worry about, and then said something that I have repeated to others several times since, to the effect that it is a good thing when a young person learns that his physical condition necessitates his being careful in following the ancient Greek motto of “moderation in all things” because he is apt to live longer than the person who boasts: “I’m perfectly healthy, never had a sick day in my life. I can do anything.”  For that is the person whose excesses frequently lead him to overdo with disastrous results.  A few years later I applied again for life insurance and because of my previous rejection was given an extra careful examination.  This time things were entirely normal.  Even the company who had given me the rated-up policy found no trace of a heart murmur and canceled the overcharge in premium.

Things had been going so well financially with the Century Company, so seeing the handwriting on the wall, I looked around for another business connection, and because of my combined advertising experience and college training, I secured a better paying job in sales promotion work with the Celluloid Company under a fine man as my boss.  I was with this concern for about 5 years.  One event stands out in my memory connected with this time.

Draft Registration card for Alfred Duryee Guion

The First World War was being fought to “make the world safe for democracy” in the words of President Woodrow Wilson.  Employees of the Celluloid Company had been issued nightsticks and been trained in their use if emergencies arose.  The size of my family had increased and the number of babies I had to support gave me a low rating on the draft call list.  The war finally drew to a close and then one day that those who do not live through it can never appreciate; there occurred what came to be known as the “false armistice”.  Word came from overseas that the war was over.  The whole country went unrestrainedly and completely mad.  Men, women and children of all ages and degrees, completely forgot themselves in the fervor of the moment.  With bells of all churches wildly ringing, auto horns blowing, sirens on fire trucks screeching, steam ships in the harbor sounding off and people wildly shouting in the streets, everyone for the moment went berserk.  I went down the company elevator to the street and as soon as I stepped outside the door some man I had never seen before or since grabbed my hand and shook it heartily.  Over in Washington Square, a few steps away, was a statue of Garibaldi.  In front of it a shabbily dressed Italian man with his arms raised in the air and tears streaming down his cheeks, was making an impassioned speech to Garibaldi in Italian.  No one was paying the slightest bit of attention to him – just he and Garibaldi having a heart-to-heart talk.

Tomorrow, another excerpt from a letter writen by John Jackson Lewis about his Voyage to California.

On Sunday, I’ll continue the story of My Ancestor, Alfred Peabody Guion, my Dad.

On Monday I’ll begin week of letters written in 1943.

Judy Guion

 

The Beginning (18) – Reminiscences of Alfred Duryee Guion – 1884 – 1964

The following memories are quotes from “Reminiscences of Alfred D.  Guion, written in 1960 while he was on a four-months “around the world” freighter trip.

 

             Alfred Duryee Guion

             Arla Mary Peabody

With the three years college ordeal behind me and the girl of my choice looking upon me with favor, the future looked promising.  Two main objectives were to be achieved.  I now had a promising job with a respectable company – St. Nicholas Magazine – and a definite incentive for making good.  My job was to solicit advertising for this leading, high-grade children’s magazine.  It seemed natural that children in better high-class homes and pedigree pets belonged together, so I proposed starting a “Pet Department” in the magazine.  The idea was approved and I was made “Manager”.

Of course nothing but the best in a diamond engagement ring was good enough for my girl, so on June 1st, seated side-by-side alone on the lower deck of an excursion boat then running to and from New York City, I slipped the ring on her finger.  It apparently came as no surprise and was evidently quite acceptable.  For many years, when circumstances permitted, we celebrated June 1st by taking a boat ride of some sort.

 

     Certificate of Marriage – Alfred Duryee Guion – Arla Mary Peabody

On March 27, 1913, we were married at quite a large wedding at the Church of the Ascension in Mount Vernon, where we had many friends. Two ministers tied the knot – one newly called to the church and a famous author of boys books named Cyrus Townsend Brady, and the other, its former Rector who had been superseded by Doctor Brady and under whose guidance we had grown up in the church, named Rev.  Robert P.  Kreitler.

We chose Bermuda for our honeymoon and there we spent a delightful two weeks, marred only by an accident Arla had on a bicycle caused by the fact that she was not familiar with the operation of the coaster brake with which the rental machine was equipped, so she did not know how to slow speed at the end of a long downhill grade and chose crashing into a stone wall by the roadside in preference to smashing into a horse-drawn vehicle which was blocking the road.  Outside of skinned hands when she was thrown over the handlebars onto the rough stone and a few bruises, no damage resulted, but the bike was pretty badly smashed.

   Arla Mary (Peabody) Guion holding Alfred Peabody Guion (my father)

Back home again, we spent the first few days fixing up an apartment I had rented in the Bronx for my bride.  With my savings we bought some substantial dining and living room “Craftsman” furniture, some of which is still in use some 47 years later, and there we lived for about a year, little Lad having arrived in the meantime to add to our happiness.

Arla Mary (Peabody) Guion holding Daniel Beck Guion – circa 1917

          Both Arla and my mother were very fond of each other, and both being easy to live with, we decided it was better for the new baby to get out of the big city so we moved back with my mother on Dell Avenue.  Little Daniel soon joined the clan and for several years things ran along uneventfully.

I will finish out the week with two more segments of The Reminiscences of Alfred Duryee Guion.

Judy Guion

My Ancestors (31) – Alfred Beck Guion – 1854 – 1899

Last June I  read about a Challenge, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks, and I was intrigued. I decided to take up the challenge. Some Ancestors may take more than one week, but I still intend to write about 52 Ancestors. I hope you enjoy reading about My Ancestors as much as I am looking forward to researching and writing about them.

(1) Clara Maria de los Dolores Marina de Beck Guion; (2) Alfred Beck Guion; (3) Alfred Duryee Guion; (4) Alfred Peabody Guion; (5) Judith Anne Guion

My great-grandfather, Alfred  Beck Guion, was born on September 24, 1853, in New Orleans, Louisiana.  The earliest documentation I have been able to find was the 1860  U.S. Census.  He is listed with his father Elijah Guion, 50 years old, classified as Clergy (Episcopal); his mother Clara D.  Guion, 41; and siblings Clara B, 17; Josephine B, 16; Elijah B,  14; Adolphus B, 12; Covington B, 10; Elizabeth B, 9; Alfred B, 6; Almira B, 4.

The next Census I have found him listed in is the 1875 New York Census, living  with  Mary L. Guion. His relationship to her is recorded as a cousin. (I have determined that Mary L Guion is actually Mary (Lyon) Guion, widow of Rev. Alvah Guion, first cousin to Alfred Beck’s father, Rev. Elijah Guion.)

In the 1880 U.S. Census, he is also recorded as living with Mary L. Guion in New York City. He is recorded as her nephew and his profession is recorded as a Stock Broker.

On the 16th of September, 1882, he married Ella Duryee of New York City.

Alfred Beck Guion

 

Ella (Duryee) Guion

Alfred Duryee Guion (Grandpa)

The birth of a son, Gaion, on September 11, 1884 is listed in New York City birth records. This is the birthdate of Alfred Duryee Guion, my Grandpa. The name must have been corrected at a later date.

My grandfather records the following memories of his father in Reminiscences of Alfred D.  Guion:

In 1884, the year I was born, that part of Fifth Avenue, New York City where my parents lived was “uptown” which meant somewhere above 59th Street.  At that time my mother could recall looking out of their dining room window and seeing cows in the nearby pasture.

Soon after the birth of my sister, we moved into a brand-new house which my father had built in a newer part of town known as Chester Hill.  Here I spent most of my childhood.  My father, who insisted on having the best regardless of expense, was quite proud of this house.  He had an architect designe it.  My grandfather, Joseph W.  Duryee, being in the lumber business, was able to procure exceptional lumber for its construction so that each of the rooms was finished differently, one in Cherry, one in Black Walnut, one in Quartered Oak, one in Circassion Walnut, etc., all selected for their beautiful graining.  On the ground floor was what we called the “round room” in which even the windowpanes were curved glass.

My father liked sea trips, one summer took me to Nova Scotia and the Bay of Fundy with its tremendously high tides. On the voyage I saw my first whale.  Later he also took me to Newport News and Richmond, Virginia, on the old Dominion Line.

Papa was quite active in Masonic affairs, being eminently successful in this as in most other projects that interested him, was generally very popular, a good entertainer and storyteller, prominent in the local Episcopal Church of the Ascension where he was a vestryman.

My father seldom drank any alcoholic beverage stronger than beer.  One hot summer day both father and mother had beer at their evening meal.  It looked so cool and bubbly I asked for some.  My mother said, “No” but my father said, “Oh, let him have a taste.”

My parents did not believe in frequent or promiscuous spankings but we knew we would get one when we deserved, and then not a slap or two, but pants taken down in my case, and the back of a hair brush vigorously applied enough times to create a healthy respect for the punishment.

My father took me aside for a serious talk on the evils of smoking for a growing boy.  He exacted no promises of me but did say that if I did not smoke until I was 21 he would give me a gold watch.  When he died a few years later and I inherited his own gold watch, I felt doubly bound by the obligation and kept faith in spirit and letter.

My father was apt to be short-tempered at times, energetic, quick to form opinions, intense in his feelings, forceful and eloquent in expressing himself and alert-minded.  In any social gathering he usually outshone the rest by his personality.

He worked for a brokerage firm in Wall Street and was quite conscientious, so much so that in years of panic (today we would call it depression) losses of his clients, as well, I suspect, as of his own, worried him to the extent of bringing on heart trouble.  He died in his 40’s from angina pectoris.

Starting tomorrow, I’ll be posting a week of segments from Reminiscencesof Alfred Duryee Guion.  Grandpa tells the story of his early life in his own words. 

Judy Guion

My Ancestors (23) – Elijah Guion – 1770 – 1844

(1) Elijah Guion, Sr.; (2) Elijah Guion, Jr.;  (3) Alfred Beck Guion; (4) Alfred Duryee Guion; (5) Alfred Peabody Guion; (6) Judith Anne Guion

Elijah Guion, son of John Guion, was born in Rye, New York but eventually became a resident of New York City and until 1838 lived at 542 Broadway, near Prince Street, when that region was open country. His residence stood just below the site was occupied by Niblus Garden and later by the Metropolitan Hotel.

Elijah Guion learned the trade of house joiner and carpenter and in that capacity spent some time in the West Indies. When about 22 years old he then engaged in the grocery business in New York City. He was married to Elizabeth Marshall by the Rev. Dr. Pilmon, May 10, 1798 in New York City where they afterward lived. In about 1810 or 1811 he carried on a block and pump-making business. During the war of 1812 he secured the monopoly of furnishing the vessels of the US Navy with his blocks and pumps and the materials for their gunnery. In the hands of some, this monopoly would have been the means of amassing an immense fortune, but he was far too honest to make the business very profitable. During the latter part of his life his pecuniary means were very slender and precarious. On May 20, 1839 he was appointed Collector of Assessments under the City Government. He was removed from his office in 1842 by a political change in the corporation. His various residences were as follows: Broadway, Oliver St., Franklin Street, Walker Street. Then again on Franklin Street, east of Broadway, then at the S.E. corner of the Bowery and Grand Street, where his son George kept a drugstore. He then boarded at Thomas Brown’s at 542 Broadway, thence removed in 18 39 to 223 Mulberry St. and in May, 1839, to 507 Bowery, Eastside, second door above 13th St., where he died.

He was in all respects a godly man and spent a life of toil in the cause of religion. In 1831, according to his private journal which he kept from 1819 to the time of his last sickness, he was a principal mover in establishing the Protestant Episcopal City Meeting Society and, during the same year, the Presbyterian Meeting House on Vanderwater Street was purchased for a station. In 1832 he was instrumental in opening a city mission Sunday School in Ridge Street and from this sprang the Church of the Epiphany which was erected under his superintendence. The cornerstone was laid August 26, 1833. “Among the deposits,” he says, “in the cornerstone was a letter purported to be from the dead to the living, written by myself and directed to my descendants, earnestly entreating them to seek the salvation of their souls through the atoning blood of Jesus Christ, through whose name alone we can obtain forgiveness of our sins; and humbly beseeching Almighty God that His blessing might rest upon all who may descend from me, down to the end of time. That he would excite skill and animate the industry of the workmen and protect them from accidents and danger and grant to all who are in any way connected with this earthly temple and all who may ever enter within its walls, the influence of His Spirit, that may become living stones of this spiritual building not made with hands, eternal in the Heavens, —- I also besought the Lord that when my frail body shall be for centuries mingling with its parent earth, my prayer might continue still to come up as a memorial before Him.”

He was for 30 years a member of the congregation of Christ Church. He and his wife first went forward to the Communion in 1813.

He was for seven years (1830 to May, 1837) the honored superintendent and for a long time was Senior Warden of the Parish. He died in New York City on Easter Sunday, April 7, 1844, deeply lamented, after a long exemplary and useful life, “A bright example to his fellow Christians, seldom has there been one of greater worth or one more respected and loved by all who knew him.” (From the Funeral Sermon).

The funeral service was performed in St. Mark’s Church and his remains were interred in the graveyard of that church. A Funeral Sermon was delivered by the Rev. Dr. Lyell of Christ Church.

He witnessed the building of old Trinity in New York and its removal in 1839. His four eldest children were baptized by the Rev. Joseph Pilman, D.D., and the remaining eight by the Rev. Thomas Lyell, D.D., who succeeded Dr. Pilman about AD 1805 in Christ Church.

Elijah Guion served as Captain in Col. David Hobby’s Westchester County regiment in 1812. He married his wife, Elizabeth, born on October 11, 1779, on May 10, 1798. She was the daughter of Maj. Ellihu Marshall, Staff Officer of General Poor’s Brigade in the Continental Army during the war of the Revolution. She died August 9, 1872, and was buried in Philadelphia. (See My Ancestors # 8 and # 9 for Elizabeth Marshall’s ancestors.)

Sources:

COLONIAL ORIGINS of the CALIFORNIA GUIONS, An Informal Genealogical Study by Ernest Jerome Hopkins, finished in 1952.

Descendants of Louis Guion,  Huguenot, of La Rochelle, France and New Rochelle, West Chester County, Provice of New York, A Guion Family Album, 1654 – 1976,Compiled by J. Marshall Guion IV, Edited by Violet H Guion, Olean, New York, 14760

A French Huguenot Legacy by Debra Guiou(n) Stufflebean, Expanded and Revised 2nd Edition, LuLu Enterprises, Inc, Morrisville, NC

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Tomorrow I’ll begin posting letters written in 1946.. Lad and Marian have just added twins to the Guion family and are living in the Trumbull House. Dan is still in France with Paulette and baby Arla awaiting the time when both mother and baby can travel to Trumbull. Ced remains in Alaska. Dick and Jean are also living in the Trumbull House along with Dave, Grandpa and Aunt Betty.

Judy Guion

My Ancestors (22) – John Guion – 1723 – 1792

(1) Louis Guion); (2) Isaac Guion; (3)Isaac Guion (II); (4) John Guion; (5) Elijah Guion, Sr.; (6) Elijah Guion, Jr.;  (7) Alfred Beck Guion; (8) Alfred Duryee Guion; (9) Alfred Peabody Guion; (10) Judith Anne Guion

 

John Guion, sixth child of Isaac II, was born February 1, 1723. On April 15, 1747 he married Anne Hart [born April 11, 1728- d. February 26, 1814]. She was the youngest daughter of Monmouth Hart who was a descendent of Edmund Hart, who settled in Flushing, Long Island, in 1654. He formed a protest against the Dutch government which forbade them to entertain Quakers. For that he was imprisoned.

John Guion was the father of Elijah Guion. John Guion is worth a little further mention, mainly because he and Anna Hart, whom he married on April 15, 1747, were the greatest breeders in the American Guion family up to the end of the 18th century. Whereas four or five children had contented the other Guion’s so far, John and his English wife had 11. Jonathan (b. 1749) who, fought in the Revolution; Sarah (b. 1751) who married a Haddon; Peter and James, who evidently didn’t marry; Dina and Anna (b. 1755 and 1757) who both married English boys named Knapp; John (b.1762) who was killed in the revolution after he had married a Phobe Heustice;  Abrahm (b. 1765) who married Mary Purdy (the Purdys are a prominent Connecticut family today); Isaac, (b. 1767) who married Elizabeth Wiltsea; Elijah (b. April 19, 1770), our ancestor who married Elizabeth Marshall; and Monmouth (b. 1771) who married Anne Lyon.

It will be perceived that John Guion and Anne Hart had their 11 children over a period of 22 years; thatcovered the French and Indian War, the Sugar Act and Stamp Act troubles, and up to the eve of the American Revolution. So far from participating in these stirring events, I gather that John Guion stuck to his farm and his fishing, bred and reared his family, and was the last man in the colonies to deserve the beating from the British that he received. When Anna Hart Guion died, I don’t know . It’s possible that she was an old lady and at the wedding when her next-to-youngest son Elijah married Major Marshals girl, Elizabeth.

In the 111 years since the first Guion’s had landed, the Huguenots had outlived their clannish this and were mating with English blood as a matter of course. Elijah Guion himself, though he bore a French name, was half English. Elizabeth Marshall was wholly so, with just a sprinkling of Huguenot and of scotch.

Sources:

COLONIAL ORIGINS of the CALIFORNIA GUIONS, An Informal Genealogical Study by Ernest Jerome Hopkins, finished in 1952.

Descendants of Louis Guion,  Huguenot, of La Rochelle, France and New Rochelle, West Chester County, Provice of New York, A Guion Family Album, 1654 – 1976,Compiled by J. Marshall Guion IV, Edited by Violet H Guion, Olean, New York, 14760

A French Huguenot Legacy by Debra Guiou(n) Stufflebean, Expanded and Revised 2nd Edition, LuLu Enterprises, Inc, Morrisville, NC

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Tomorrow, I’ll begin a week of letters written in 1943.All of the boys are serving Uncle Sam in one way or another. Grandpa continues to hold down the fort in Trumbull.

Judy Guion