Now, I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: This diary can be excruciatlingly BORING!! Aside from the nostalgic value to me or maybe it’s the historical value from a family history standpoint, it’s interesting. Interesting enough to take the time to post these blogs, anyway!! Clem died in 1955 at age 67. I was only about 2 1/2 at the time and my memory of him is more from the pictures that I’ve seen of him with my grandmother, or the picture of him holding me outside the house at 32-34 Tyler Street in Springfield, Massahcusetts. (That reminds me, I should track that one down and scan it for the blog) And, of course, this diary which is 100 years old this year! So for me, that’s where he lives…in the photos and this diary. In that respect, this diary is important to me, and I hope that some of the readers can get at least a little something out of it!
“LEST WE FORGET” February 28, 1913
Weather a little colder with a little snow. Cullerne and Steve went to town on the 1:30 AM. Steve left for Seattle.
I stay in the car and over in the office all day.
My father was born in Feeding Hills in 1929 and grew up in Springfield. A big city, probabvly no connection, just thought I’d thrwo it out there!
What’s the family name? Like you said, maybe no connection, but it’s worth a shot!
Hi,the last name is Nagelin. His mother was a Premont and his grand mothers were Frick and Cartier. They all lived in springfield for years.
Good grief!! I just remembered you’re in Boston!! Did you run the marathon? What a tragedy that day…I hope it didn’t affect you or anyone in your family. Sorry I didn’t catch that before…
Thank you. I didn’t run and everyone I know was physically un-injured.