Wallingford/Jarlov Family Trees

Healthy through most of his life. Had heart problems, culminating in treble bypass surgery. Recovering, he complained of abdominal pains that were later diagnosed as cancer. Had almost the same history (heart and bowel cancer) as his elder brother Virgil, who had recovered from the bowel cancer after surgery to remove part of his bowel.

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Notes of conversation with Corinne Ogg Wallingford Farrar on 19 January 2004 with son Nick Wallingford

Nick asked about a postcard from Roland while in Mexico addressed to Corinne at 5934 Grace Lane. Corinne said it had been a trip of only a few days, for pleasure she thought. She thought it might have been Mr. R.P. York who had asked Roland to go along, but was not sure.

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Notes of conversation with Corinne Ogg Wallingford Farrar on 19 January 2004 with son Nick Wallingford

Roland smoked for much of his younger years, though never very heavily according to Corinne. When living at Sylvan Road, he had to go to Waco for several days for some Masonic Lodge function. He was to drive **** up there, and knew he would not be able to tolerate the smoke in the car. When he returned, he pulled out a packet of Camel cigarettes and tossed them on the table, saying as he had not smoked for three or four days, he would just quit completely. The partly smoked packet of cigarettes remained in his desk until his death when Joan Mickler removed it with the other items there.

Roland never drank very much. Corinne said that once when he was younger, before she met him, he got sick on either wine or rum and coke, and never much wanted to drink a lot after that.

When they lived in Louisiana, Roland brought home a bottle of 'orange wine', determined to learn to drink and like it. Corinne and her sister Margie joined him in a very small glass the first night. With each following night, Roland increased 'the dose' until he could drink nearly a water glass - Corinne and Margie had stopped as she said it was pretty awful tasting. Even Roland gave up after that.

When they would go to Lion's Club events, there would often be a happy hour before. Corinne by this time enjoyed a drink, a whiskey sour or some such, but Roland would not offer initially to get one for her until she finally insisted that he do so when they went to those sort of events.

Roland returned from a Boy Scout committee meeting held at the Schlumberger's (who had big business on Freeway near Telephone Road). He announced he had had a glass of wine (because he had not been able to politely refuse it). Corinne said "And it didn't kill you, did it?" At another time, he had a cup of coffee in the same circumstances. Louis Mickler remembers being at a high school football game with him when it was very cold. Roland went to the refreshment area and returned with a cup of coffee that he had bought thinking it was hot chocolate. He gave it to Louis, who told him it tasted awful.

Corinne never drank at all when growing up, and never really until the Lion's Club days. She took up smoking when her best friends at the time, Norma Lee Pring and Zorka Larsen, were both smokers. She doesn't remember making a conscious decision to start, just drifted into it.

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Notes of conversation with Corinne Ogg Wallingford Farrar on 19 January 2004 with son Nick Wallingford

Corinne says she never had much understanding of money or Roland's income, saying he was quite secretive about it. She admits also that getting married at 17 with three children to follow meant she probably didn't have much interest in knowing at that time, anyway. She said she didn't even know how to write a check, and it took her awhile to learn how.

Roland used to do the grocery shopping, stopping on his way home from work. He'd stop almost every day to see Roy Lindsey, who was his best friend, a butcher. He would get the meat for that night's dinner.

Roy was married to Louise, and they had a baby, quite premature, when they had moved to Corpus Christi. Roy registered the baby with the name Louise, even though Louise had wanted her to be named Helen. Corinne says they never did get along well, and Corinne took care of the child for extended periods. Joan remembers this, too.

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Notes of conversation with Corinne Ogg Wallingford Farrar on 19 January 2004 with son Nick Wallingford

Corinne said that Roland took a one week or so trip to New York City in the middle 1940s. She was sure it was work-related, but didn't know for whom - based on the dates it was likely NewTex that had offices in New York. Roland remembers no one in the city being able to tell him how to find much of any place. They kept asking him questions in the office to listen to his accent. He bought miniature silver knife, fork and spoons as presents for Joan and Karen. When he couldn't find anything to bring to Johnny, he ended up giving him a $2 bill, saying it was a "New York $2 bill" and Johnny was very proud of it.

John Roland entered the Masonic Order on 19 July 1945, passed on 31 December 1945, and raised on 2 February 1946 according to the information written on his apron. It was presented by the Daylight Lodge No. 1288, A.F. & A.M., Houston, Texas. G.M. Fosher (spelling?) signed as secretary, N.S. Lawrence as Worshipful Master.

My Dad's Pocket Watch

My Dad's pocket watch was around throughout my childhood. He never wore it that I remember, but it was always in a drawer - in his desk I think.

I managed to take it several times to use, and fortunately never broke it! He never said anything about me using it, but it must have worried him.

The story I remember is that he bought the watch for himself, for his 21st birthday in September 1934. His Dad had died young, so my Dad grew up pretty poor, living with his Mother and various relatives through those years.

He took some classes, to learn to be a bookeeper/accountant, and he may well have had his first real job by the time he was 21, so he could afford to buy the watch.

In several photos of that mid-1930 period, you can see him wearing the watch. The watch and his car were probably his two most valued possessions to judge by the way he stands in the photos!

In the early 1970s I helped a friend move to Washington, D.C. While there, I met an old retired lady and spent some time in her house, helping to glue together a number of various items that she had collected over the years. Among these was a small carved wooden box. I think it was the wooden hinge that I repaired. But to begin with, neither of us had any idea what the purpose of the box was. Only after looking at it did it occur to me - it was a box to hold a pocket watch. The old lady gave it to me to thank me for the work I'd done for her.

I gave it to my Dad for his pocket watch, for Christmas 1973 - the last Christmas I lived in Texas before coming to New Zealand.

After Dad died in December 1980, I got the watch. I don't even remember it much being talked about in the family - I had just always known it would come to me. I've had to replace the glass faceplate a few times over the years, and will need to get it cleaned soon, as it doesn't seem to be running as reliably as it always has.

The watch is now (late 2011) 77 years old, and my Dad has been gone for 31 years. I hope the watch remains in our family forever!

Nick Wallingford, son of
John Roland Wallingford

6 December 2011

7 Jan 2012

This story goes back to the time before the addition was put on the back of the Sylvan Road house, so it would be about 1964 or so.

Daddy opened up the window mounted air conditioner that was in the window of the dining room - the south side of the house. I don't know what he was trying to do, but he hadn't unhooked the power from it, and it gave him a hell of a belt of electricity.

It welded/fused two of the links of his watch band together, and gave him quite a burn there on his wrist. He left the watch like that and used it to illustrate the story when he told it in later years, how the watch had probably saved his life!

7 January 2012

Daddy decided to do the lino work for the upstairs bathroom at Sylvan Road himself.

With his first cut of the lino knife, he cut his thumb so bad that he had to go to the hospital. He figured later that the cost of the medical treatment was probably more than it would have been to have someone do the lino work - and it still wasn't even done!

In 1932 "Rolland" was a messenger for Universal Carloading and Distributing Company. His address is not specified.

18 December 2012 from Joan Wallingford Mickler:

One Christmas Daddy just kept teasing us, asking what he was going to get for Christmas. I think Karen was three - surely no older than four. I remember that Daddy picked her up and she whispered in his ear that we had gotten him a "rubber coat." I guess he was still surprised because Mom had bought him a leather jacket!

http://archiver.rootsweb.com/th/read/WALLINGFORD/2000-04/0956805355

From: Rmomba@aol.com
Subject: [WALLINGFORD] Letter from John Roland Wallingford
Date: Wed, 26 Apr 2000 23:15:55 EDT

1316 Cracker St.
Houston, Texas
May 22, 1934

C.C.Wallingsford, M.D.
Hynes, Calif

Dear Sirs:

I am writing you in regards to the booklet my mother received a few days ago from you.

There are quiet a few Wallingford living around Houston, Texas all kin, all decendents of Thos G. Wallingford born 1828 died 1909 who is my grandfather. He was married twice. Had three children by each wife. The last wife being my grandmother. They came from Mayville Kentucky. My grandmother who lives near us has an old family record which dates back in the 17th century with all the names on it down to the time my grandfather died. I will secure this and mail you a copy if you are interested. Hoping to hear from you, I am.

Very Truly

John Roland Wallingford

(This was a handwritten letter)

Jacque Wallingford
Rmomba@aol.com

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From http://archiver.rootsweb.com/th/read/WALLINGFORD/2000-04/0956805086

From: Rmomba@aol.com
Subject: [WALLINGFORD] Letter from J.R. Wallingford
Date: Wed, 26 Apr 2000 23:11:26 EDT

P.O. Box 357
Harvey, Louisiana
June 22, 1942

Dr. C.C. Wallingsford, M.D.
P.O. Box 566
Haynes, California

Dear Sir:

Herewith enclosing your book with a few corrections I have made plus all of the additional information that I can add at the present. Sorry that I have been so long getting this book back to you, but it seems that I have worked
day and night since being transferred to Harvey. The information you asked about Martha Wallingford is answered in this book, except the one child of her's named Palmyra Clark, which on my next trip to Houston I will try to
find out more data on her.

If you will write A.T. Moore at Hempstead he will be able to give you un-limited information as he is the son of Eliza C. Wallingford, who is the sister of my father's and she is still living at the age of 82.

Yours very truly
J.R. Wallingford

(This letter was typed)

The book that is referred to in this letter is a booklet that Charles made up for each of the different family groups. There are over 20 books. He sent them to family members who made corrections and then sent them back.

Jacque Wallingford
Rmomba@aol.com