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Note: My Mom and Dad were married at 14 Holy Martyers church in Baltimore, Maryland on December 26, 1946. They went to Niagara Falls for their honeymoon. Dad was 35 years old when he married my mom. He was married prior to my mom, but was divorced and had no children. My sister, Sharon told me her name was Joanna Hunter. Witnesses to the wedding were my mom's best friend Carolyn Goble, and my Uncle Bernard Zentgraf. (Registered at the church on 4/18/ 1950???) My dad's birth certicate couldn't be found. He knew his birthdate, but wasn't sure whether he was born in 1910 or 1911. He had a birth certicate made up to state he was born on November 27, 1911. It was registered at Baldwin Memorial church on 9/22/1970. My dad was one of 6 children. I was told he was orphaned at the age of 11. My dad, his brother Will, and my Aunt Alice Cutter, had heart problems. My Dad And Uncle Will died of a heart attack. My Aunt Alice had a pace maker, and one of her son's-Ludlow-died of a heart attack at the age of 37. My sister, Lynda Rowzee, died of a heart attack at the age of 53. My sister's and I were born with heart murmur's. Mine has never given me any trouble. My dad was one of the most kindest person's I ever knew. I remember my mom telling me the would cry if he had to spank us for doing something wrong. (My mom was the desplinarian in the family). My dad was a Cook (2/C, USN) in the U.S.Navy. He served on the U.S.S. Rutherford during WWII, 1944-1945. I found a card stating that having crossed the 180th Meridian on the USS Rutherford during WWII and has been initiated then and there into the Oriental Mysteries of Honorable Ancestors of the Golden Dragon and recognized as a trusty Dragon, "By the order of the Golden Dragon Ruler of 180th Meridian. I'm not sure what this was all about, but when I have more time I'll try and investigate it. My mom told me they opened a restaurant at one time, but dad couldn't handle the pressure. He had many nervous breakdown's over the years of my growing up. When he took his medicine things went along fine, but when he didn't he would have to go into Spring Grove State Hospital to get the help he needed to get back on the right track again. We thought it was just depression, but after talking to the doctor I worked for, she thought he was Bipolar, Manic Depressive. The places he worked as a chef, that I can remember, were at the Lansdowne Inn, Renee's restaurant up the street from where we lived, and at the Beltway Motel (where my my worked as a clerk for 25 years). I can remember when my dad would come home on a Friday after working at Renee's Restaurant, he would bring either an Almonds Chocolate candy bar for each of us, or what we really looked forward to, was a little pint of ice cream in which we would slice in three pieces. One of the best things my dad could cook was, Prime Rib, it was absolutely delicious. One of the things I loved about my dad most was how much he loved his grandchildren. Everyday he would call the kids, and his favorite saying would be, "Pow Pow, Bang Bang". He could repeat commercials word for word. These were the highlights of his day after he had retired. During the last days of his life, even though he never went to church in all the years I knew him, he listened listened to religious TV programs. I remember seeing him as a kid getting down on his knees to say his prayers at night before going to bed. His official religion was Methodist. Myself and my sisters were brought up Catholic. My dad was a very private person. He never talked about his family much. I remember he stated that there was Indian blood in his family. I'm not sure how true this was, but I hope to eventually find ou I know he loved my mom and me and my two sisters, Sharon and Lynda, and his grandchildren. We were his life, and we loved him a lot. Jeannette
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