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BC: Created with love by Peggy Weddle, Penny Weddle, and Sara Henry

FC: The Life and Times of Donald Weddle

1: The Life and Times of Maurice Donald Weddle

2: Maurice Donald Weddle

3: Parents Charles Edgar and Ada Inez Lundquist Weddle

4: Maurice Donald Weddle | Charles Edgar Weddle | Ada Inez Lundquist | Charles De Weddle | Marie Forslin | Alfred Per Lundquist | Amanda Berggren | Noah Selmon Weddle | Cordelia Brown | Carl Lundquist | Mrs. Carl Lundquist | Gustava Berggren | Olaf Nilsson Forslin | Sara Anderson Forslin | Unknown

5: Maurice Donald Weddle was born to Charles Edgar Weddle and Ada Inez Lundquist on March 6, 1923 in Florida where Charles and Ada had moved after marrying. Charles was captain of a dredging boat building up the swampland.They moved back to Kansas when he was about four years old. Charles is remembered by his son as a gentle, kind, honorable man. Though a very smart man, he only graduated from 8th grade (not uncommon in those days), worked on the family farm and after returning from serving his country in WWI, met and married Ada Lundquist. Back in Lindsborg, Charles became a truck driver,hauling livestock to Kansas City and back. Being a capable mechanic, he serviced his own truck. He also worked at the Phillips Air Base west of Salina as an engineer. A lover of music and a gifted amateur musician, he played the accordion, guitar, violin, harmonica and piano. He sang in the Lindsborg Men's Chorus and Messiah for many years. Bach was his favorite classical composer, but also enjoyed the popular music of the day. It wasn't unusual for him to join the old Swedes for a jam session on the guitar. He and Ada danced for fun and helped form the original Swedish Folkdancer's group. Ada Lundquist grew up in the Lindsborg area, graduating a year early from high school, being valedictorian of her class. She had two sisters, Edie and Amy, Ada being in the middle. She helped her father in his job as bookkeeper for the D Johnson Store, a dry goods store in Lindsborg. He had gone blind and Ada helped him with entering the figures, sometimes driving her to tears working late into the night. She was a trained vocalist, having studied with Helen Jadeborg and Mrs. Thorstenberg. She was the "only true contralto in town" and sang in the Messiah Chorus and for other special occasions for many years. Ada entered Bethany Normal School and then Emporia Teacher's College to gain a teaching certificate. She taught at Olive Springs country school before marrying Charles and moving to Florida. Nada and Joyce were added to the family after returning to Kansas. Donald was born in Florida, but spent the majority of his youth in Lindsborg, benefiting from the art and music culture that was flourishing in Lindsborg at that time. After-school and summers often found him with friends moving about the town, visiting various craftsmen, from the famed artist from Sweden, Birger Sandzen, to the woodcarver Anton Pearson, hearing the strains from Torsen's piano wafting from the open window on Main Street or stopping by the blacksmith's and coming away with a bamboo "flute" to play. That Lindsborg provided a fertile soil for budding artists and musicians was not lost on Donald. With notable teachers and artisans like Sandzen, painter Oscar Gunnerson, woodcarver Anton Person, cabinetmaker John Altenborg, pianist Oscar Torsen, Dr. Hagbard Brase, and artist Lester Raymer, Donald subtly and yet intentionally became drawn to this world. He pursued art education at Bethany College in Lindsborg.

6: Carl and Amanda Lundquist family | Alfred and Amanda Lundquist | Carl and Amanda Lundquist Maternal Great-Grandparents | Maternal Grandparents | L U N D Q U I S T

7: Alfred, Ada, Edie, Amy, Amanda | Edie, Joyce, Amanda, Ada | Amanda

8: Charles De and Marie Forslin Weddle | Paternal Grandparents | Noah Selmon and Cordelia Brown Weddle | Paternal Great-Grandparents | W E D D L E | In Florida

9: Gertrude, Edgar, Daniel, Noah, Cordelia, Charles De | Noah Selmon and Cordelia Weddle moved to Lindsborg from Indiana, where Noah rose to the rank of 2nd Lieutenant in the 140th Indiana Volunteer Infantry Regiment during the Civil War. He later became Justice of the Peace of Medora, Indiana while remaining a farmer. The family left Medora for Kansas by train on April 3, 1883 to settle in Elyria, KS, possibly for economic reasons. In 1885, the family moved to Lindsborg to farm east of town. The Weddle clan had a long history of moving on as new territories opened, so perhaps this frontier looked promising to Noah and Cordelia with their young family. After a few years, they were living in town. After Cordelia died in 1909, Noah lived in Bethany Flats, an upstairs room on Main Street. In Charles Monell's biography of Noah, he states "We may judge Noah's status in the community in noting that the celebrated Kansas artist, Birger Sandzen, twice painted his portrait." Noah died July 9th, 1923. His name is among those of the Civil War veterans inscribed in a plaque honoring veterans before the statue of Maj. Gen. James Birdseye in McPherson, Kansas.

10: Early Life in Florida | With Mom at the beach | Charles' dredging ship | Ada Weddle in Florida | Baby Donald

11: Looking dapper | Little helper | Definition of cute | Buster Don

12: The family in Lindsborg | With Nada and Joyce | With cousins

13: Everything is a canvas George Washington Snowman

14: 315 North 3rd, Lindsborg, KS

16: School Days

17: 1941

18: "Raymer may have been a little jealous, professionally, of Sandzen while revering and very respectful of him at the same time. It was an enormous confirmation of Sandzen. He didn't paint with big globs of paint. he was different, innovative. Lester made us look at Sandzen -- 'give it some color, look in the shadows and the sunlight'. Both had a certain amount of gutsiness, almost to startle people. Art is like poetry--you have to say more than what appears, paint the effect of the object. Respond, don't just record! God's creation is beyond words. Seeing it insists on more than a passing glance. Think poetically, have sensitivity. 'Still life isn't just fruit; it's the juice, it's nature, light and shadow, cool and warm, violent and tender. What makes it extraordinary?'" | Lester Raymer | Noah Weddle (by Sandzen) | A Sandzen painting

19: "I respected Sandzen enormously -- he was so patient with everyone, especially as a youth when Dick (Elving) and I would stop by to see what he was working on, he always had a kind word and didn't mind us bothering him. I even used to imitate his voice! He was a great teacher in not a normal instructional way. "Sandzen was mesmerized by going to the country, looking at the landscape, light, the plains, the coolness of the evening, brightness of the morning, the changing of the seasons. He saw extraordinary color and light in Kansas. "He changed his art, he became more responsive to what he observed. Many thought he had gone too far with his 'ugly smudges of paint'. He became overwhelmed with nature, noting that color changed dramatically at different times of day and seasons -- 'we've got to express this!'"

21: V L I I N N T D A S G B E O R G

22: Bethany Lutheran Church | Julotta | Christmas, 1952

23: Midsommers

24: Our Hero

26: Recollections I was attracted to the Navy by the opportunity for officer candidate school in the V-12 program. I headed to Minneapolis, MN for six weeks of basic training, utilizing the great lakes and Mississippi River. After that was further training at Columbia University in New York City. I always sang in the choir wherever I was. After earning my ensign degree, it was off to the west coast with a stop in Lindsborg. I was assigned to an LST (aka Large Slow Target) ship. "It was a remarkable vessel, and a cheapskate, really, ugly as sin -- not beautiful like a cruiser or destroyer but functional. it was longer than a football field and hauled a slew of cargo. Sometimes that cargo would be airboy troops (Air Force) along with tanks, tractors, all kinds of machinery needed on islands we were taking. There were hundreds of them and weren't expected to last long, but LST 78 did last a long time. My assignments included the Philippines, Guam, basically the Mariana Islands. One particularly scary event was one night in the midst of an attack when it was pitch black, and around us I could see and hear Japanese Kamikazi pilots dive-bombing our ships -- this was Okinawa -- ships were being blown up. We were anchored on the coast and there was still fighting on the coast. I saw a Japanese plane flying horizontally and low in order to crash. There were so many bombs bursting around, and the only light was the light of the explosions. I was in the bow, my station, in charge of the turret, the amazing thing was when he flew past the ship, I could see his head in the glassed-in cockpit. I even saw the outline of his goggles, but not his slanted eyes or features. His head was backlit from explosions behind him. He ended up hitting the ship in front of us, which exploded. The next morning they found parts of his gear in the water as well as part of a book, either a holy book or record book. Once on Mariana Islands (U.S. had captured) we had some down time and they were showing movies. Unbeknownst to us, during the movie -- it was nighttime -- a Japanese enlisted wandered in and sat in the back to watch the movie! We'd dock at an island to let off supplies, machinery and troops and then dock for a time. We'd spend time on the island, sometimes there was still fighting on the island, but not where we were. Okinawa was the site of many rugged battles. (The U.S.) had overcome a lot and it was somewhat secure, but it took a long time to completely eradicate all the Japanese. Sometimes there were unwelcome visits. One day, while not on duty, but walking along, I looked up and in a tree was a guy shaving in front of a mirror. It turned out to be Gene Larson, a Lindsborg fellow and someone who was in the same graduating officer's school as me. We would see troops of Japanese that had been captured being marshaled along by our people.. We were trained to shoot but I never had to, which i was grateful for; I don't like guns or killing, but it was war so it was a necessity.

27: We did get a new captain now and then. One new one, I think his name was Inge, had had his ship blown up in the English Channel and he escaped injury and eventually was reassigned to our ship. this was before the attack at Okinawa. he was kind of nervous, not cowardly, but edgy. He may have experienced shell shock, but after the attack, he came up to me and said "you were amazingly calm." We had about 80 men on board at the most that manned the ship, but also cargo which sometimes included other army or air force men as well as supplies and some land vehicles, jeeps, tanks and tractors. We would take men and supplies from island to island or ship to ship. On one of those stops we picked up a fellow that I became good friends with, as good as possible in one month's time. He was madly in love with his wife, I remember, writing her a letter every day or sometimes two. When we left that group on an island, I found out later that he had been killed shortly after. I was very sad for her. I think he had children, too. For most of us, and especially ground forces, it was on-the-job-training. We hadn't' done this before. There were a few WWI veterans with battle experience. I had some form of post trauma syndrome after returning home. I would be walking down the steps and my legs would freeze and I couldn't continue. It wasn't terrible and it eventually disappeared. Many dealt with it with alcohol. I never wanted to do that, not that I didn't drink now and then. That was what so many did to cope with the stresses of battle. I remember a worship service in Lindsborg at some point -- I think it was at Presser Hall -- I was sitting behind several servicemen from Lindsborg, sitting there looking at the back of their heads, with their clean-cut haircuts and sitting erect. It just had an impact on me how special these small-town boys were and what the future held for them. When I see these people like Wally Peterson, a good egg, a poor farm boy, it seemed to elicit a more realistic view of war. I was almost jealous of the Kansas farm boys.They seemed to be the genuine crux -- the meat of our service. Every one of the boys, it was not a matter of being afraid, but of doing what was expected of us, nothing less. One of my officer friends, Elmer Milquetoast, had a big nose, receding chin, glasses. He looked like he could be a biology professor. He certainly didn't look like John Wayne. I admired him for his ironic enthusiasm. Ralph Larson sold magazines, shirts starched and ironed to perfection and blessed with extraordinary dedication. (When he found out about victory in the Pacific): We were in the south Pacific or mid Pacific, supposedly on our way home. We were always in communication so we knew what was happening. We knew we were winning in the Pacific. We were heading for the states for a new assignment. I looked about me at a magnificent sight -- a big fleet of flying fortresses -- it looked great to me. They were going the other way. It was a beautiful day. It was over.

28: World War II

30: B E T H A N Y C O L L E G E

31: Honorary Doctorate from Bethany College

32: Bill Harrison and Duane Hagstrom | Dick Elving | John Bergers | Ralph Ross | Johnell, Don and Dave Olson

33: Don and Mark, Dick and Britt | Charles Monell and Marie | Dick Elving & Don at play | Dear Don, it has been a great joy to have known you as a good friend since your arrival in L.A. for the Olympics in 1984. That makes it easy to remember how long you and the Kansas Weddles have been an important element in my life. Knowing you and your family these past 28 years has been a real joy. How terrific it was to make contact and to get to know you, your family and especially your mother. It opened up a part of my life about which I knew almost nothing. Knowing my Weddle connection has been a great source of satisfaction. Learning about Great-grandfather Noah and the Civil War, which led to writing the small book, was a rewarding experience. You have given me such valuable guidance and direction. in learning the history of the family, Lindsborg and the college So cousin, I have enjoyed our 28 years together. Sorry it could not have started 50 years ago. Enjoy this special day and I hope this finds you in good health and full of love and cheer. Jerry and I send you our very best greetings and good wishes. Chuck

34: Marjorye and DonWeddle with Mark | Dad with Sara | Dad with Paul | Mark, Don, Marjorye and Sara | Ralph and Virginia Thompson, Marjorye, Don, Mark and Sara

35: Dad with Mark, Sara, and Paul

36: Mark and Don | Ada, Charles, Don, and Mark | Don, Marjorye, and Sara | Don, Mark, Sara, Marjorye | Mark, Don, Marjorye, Sara

37: Don, Mark, Sara, and Marjorye | New Years 2008

38: T E A C H I N G D A Y S

39: S O U T H E A S T H I G H

40: Southeast High School

41: "Art class with Mr. Weddle is one of the few memories I have of high school -- good ones, that is! That's because it was one of the few classes where we had an instructor that not only loved what he taught, but also had a genuine caring and interest in each of his students. it didn't matter if you were a talented artist or not...all were made to feel special, including a student in the class nicknamed "Spook" that had Down's Syndrome. I especially cherish one of the visits that Dana Bradley and I made to Mr. Weddle's home. it is just another example of how he was so willing to open his heart and home to a couple of students to give us insight into his artwork and provide one more avenue of encouragement. Mr. Weddle would look at each student's work and find something good in it -- color, style, perspective -- and encourage each student to build on their personal art style. This classroom was safe -- one could explore and experiment and not be pigeon-holed into a box of what the instructor thought was "good art." I especially loved when we had live models in the class. Mr. Weddle helped me see that skin color is not as simple as black or white or brown. I vividly remember painting one of the models that was black and rejoicing in how beautiful and rich the colors of his skin were -- deep magentas and blues and purples in the shadows, with sienna and ochre in the highlights. It opened my eyes and my soul to the world around me in a way that no written word could possibly have done. Although I chose not to pursue art as a career, it certainly has had a lifelong influence on my life and in the role I now serve...Thank you for touching the lives of so many, including me! Valerie A. (Abel) Williams; Project Manager, Walt Disney Imagineering

42: Nada and Donald | Joyce Weddle Porter, Donald Weddle, and Nada Weddle Fetrow | Donald, Nada, Mother Ada Weddle, and Joyce | Donald, Ada, Joyce, and Nada | Nada, Donald Joyce Fetrow Miller, and John Fetrow | Donald and Joyce | Nada and Joyce

43: Lindsborg's Own Tomte

44: Tomte Family Reunion

46: Painting with Don

48: Small World Gallery Art Show

50: In Italy

51: Don and Johnell

52: At Emily & Jason's wedding with Kathryn Frantz | With a new Weddle grandbaby | Gram's 100th birthday | 30th Wedding Anniversary

53: Surprise! | Mark, Kris, Darrin, Paul, Sara, Johnell, and Don | Johnell, Don and Sara | In their element

54: The Gentry Family | Camden and Grandpa | Don, Johnell, Kelly, and Kris | Michael, Shonda, Grandma, and Grandpa Weddle | Alex, Grandma, Kelly, Molly, Kris, Camden, Shonda, Grandpa, and Michael

55: Grandpa, Grandma, and Michael | Alex, Grandma, Kris, and Grandpa Weddle | Alex, Grandma, and Grandpa | Kris, Daren,Grandpa, Blake, Michael Shonda, Keoni, Diane, Lauri, Grandma, and Alex

57: Grandpa and Shonda | Kris, Grandpa, and Camden

58: Welcoming baby Kristen | Eric, Allyn, and Grandpa | Eric | Rebeckah | Rebeckah, Grandpa, Kristen Grandma Johnell | Grandma Johnell, baby Anna, Allyn, Eric, and Grandpa | Eric, Allyn, Tim, and Grandpa

59: Mark and Peggy Weddle Family | Mark, Clark,Peggy, Amalia, Grandpa Don | Don, Tim & Marcus, Emily & Elliott, Johnell | Emily, Elliott, and Grandpa | Allyn and Grandpa

60: Mark and Peggy Weddle family | Anna | Kristen | Rebeckah | Mark and Peggy | Emily, Grandpa and Grandma Johnell

61: Eric, Liz, Amalia, and Nicholas Weddle | Allyn, Emily, Clark and Elsa Weddle | Jason, Emily, and Elliott Handke | Tim, Lydia, and Marcus Weddle

62: Father and Daughter Dance At Sara and Bill Henry's Wedding July 12, 1986 | Dad and Sara | Sara Weddle Henry, Dad, Paul Weddle and Bethany Weddle | Dad, Sara, and Bill Henry

63: Bill & Sara Henry Family | Grandpa and Jack | Karl and Grandpa | Karl and Grandpa | Allyn Weddle, Jack, Erik, Grandma Johnell, and Grandpa Weddle | Gram's birthday celebration | At Gram's house

64: Bill and Sara Henry Family | with Jack and Karl | Jack and Sara | with Kathryn Henry | Erik | Happy Birthday!

65: Family reunion at the Henry's

66: Fun Times Together

68: 4 Generations: Ada Weddle, Don Weddle Paul Weddle and Evan Weddle | Father's Day Johnell, Don, Evan, Paul, and G-Gram | Dad and Paul | Dad and Paul | Paul and Dad | Evan, Paul, Michelle, and Grandpa | Paul's 50th Birthday Penny, Paul, Sara, Bill, Mark, Peggy, Johnell, and Dad

69: Michelle & Evan Johnson with Grandpa Weddle and Grandma Johnell | Paul & Penny Weddle Family | Katie, Jennifer, Grandpa, Evan, Penny, Charlie, Michelle, Evan Johnson, Paul, Grandma Johnell, David, Hannah, and Bethany

70: Michelle and Grandpa Weddle | Michelle and Grandpa | Bethany and Grandpa | The Paul Weddle Family | David, Grandpa, Jack Henry, and Michelle | Below: David, Michelle, Katie, Evan, Grandpa, and Hannah

71: Jennifer and Grandpa | Michelle, Grandpa, Grandma Johnell, Evan and David at Robotics Game Day | Grandma Johnell, Paul, Grandpa Weddle, David and Michelle | Paul, Katie, and Grandpa Weddle

72: Grandchildren

73: 30th Wedding Anniversary

74: Great Grandchildren

75: Getting ready | Quick -- take the picture! | From left: Amalia Clark Marcus Elsa Nicholas Elliott

77: Party Time

78: Gentry family | Paul Weddle family

79: Bill & Sara Henry family | Mark and Peggy Weddle family

80: 90 years | Paul Weddle, Sara Weddle Henry, Dad, and Mark Weddle | All 3 Celebrating 90 years, John Fetrow, Betty Marie (Baustian) Myers, Donald Weddle | First Cousins With Don Paul and Mark Janet Fetrow, Don, and Sara

81: We Love You Grandpa | Happy 90th Birthday

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