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FC: Our Family History Eunice and Harry Crane | Forgotten Memories

1: Eunice Westfield Crane

2: Harry Nelson Crane and Eunice Brown Westfield were married on the 17th August 1920 in East Penfield, New York. They raised seven children, Myrtle Gladys (Vincent Dickinson) Durwood Jumph (Lois Mack) Nina Mae (Louis DePhillips) Gertrude Marie (Clayton Wolfe) Howard Arthur (Dorothy Phillps) June Arlene (Gerald Abraham) and George Westfield (MaryLou Moore).

4: Jeanne, Karen, Dickie | Linda and Uncle Bud | Uncle Louie and Aunt Nina

5: Linda, Donna, Sandy Dawn and Dickie | Sandy,Donna,Bonnie,Karen,Linda, Jeanne

6: Crane Family Reunion Fellows Rd. Park Penfield, NY | 2007

8: Back: Harry,Durwood(Bud),Myrt, Nina, Eunice, Gertrude(Trudy), Howard(Bubby), George(Butch), and June. | Crane Siblings

9: "Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow."

10: Karen,Donna, Uncle Lou, Linda,Susie and Doreen | Aunt Myrt, Karen and Grandpa | Our Christmas Parties

11: Karen, Linda, Dawn and Donna | Dawn, Jeanne, Linda, Bonnie and Donna | Aunt Myrt, Karen

12: Our most treasured family heirlooms are our sweet family memories. | Thompson"s Hotel, was the Harry Crane home at 2439 Penfield Road. It was an over-night stop as well as a regular station for changing horses on the stage coach route

13: Tuffy their black Lab

15: Harry Nelson Crane was born 1st of Nov. 1899 in Macedon, New York. His parents were Nelson Dusan Crane born 5th Aug. 1876 in South Greece, New York and Marie Josephine Oestricke born 8th Jul. 1881 in Macedon, New York. Harry never knew his father, because he left Marie and infant Harry when he was 1 year old. Nelson left a letter, saying that it wasn't anything that they had done, only that he had to go and for Marie to please take care of Harry. Harry grew up near Fairport, New York, and completed 8 years of schools. He loved sports. Played baseball in school and at church. He left home when he was 16 or 17 years old and lived on Carter Road in Penfield, New York. Harry enlisted in the Army, but got as far as Buffalo, New York, before he was turned down, due to flat feet. Harry met Eunice Brown Westfield at a church gathering in East Penfield, New York. They married 17th Aug. 1920 at the East Penfield Baptist Church. His first job was in a coal storage, we believe in East Rochester, New York and at one time had an accident there, where he was buried in the coal. He wasn't hurt, just shook up. That was in the late 1920’s early 30’s. From there he worked at the Merchants Dispatch(car shops) in East Rochester. Thats where they built freight cars for the railroad. This was approximately 1938-1944. He also at the same time was a constable for the Town of Penfield, New York. In 1944-45 he left the car shops and worked as a clerk for the Pennsylvania Railroad. When it closed down in the early 1960’s he was a clerk-treasurer for the Monroe County Parks Department and stayed there till he retired in 1971. When Harry and Eunice married they lived with Eunice's father. Her mother passed away and they were asked to live there. It was a beautiful farm. It was known as the Thompson Hotel around the 1850’s. It was a over night stop and a station for changing horses on the stage coach route. They farmed the land and raised cows, pigs, chickens, geese and sheep. Harry and Eunice had seven children: Myrtle Gladys, born 2 Jun. 1921, Durwood Jumph,(nicknamed Bud) born 25 Jun. 1922, Nina Mae, born 7 Jun. 1924, Gertrude Marie(Trudy) born 16 Mar. 1927, Howard Arthur(nicknamed Bubby) born 16 Jan. 1930, June Arlene born 22 Nov. 1931 and George Westfield(nicknamed Butch) born 3 Feb. 1936. They have a lot of fond memories of their childhood. Harry never heard from Nelson again but we believe that his Aunt and Uncle(Alexander and Mae) kept Harry informed on Nelson, because they used to visit Harry at the Pennsylvania Railroad. Harry was the one that told me his Dad went to Montana. Harry was a completive person. He never put anyone down but he did love the competition. Although he had limited schooling, he was very smart. He loved to read, loved poetry and loved to recite it. I can remember seeing him before he died and although he didn't feel well, something would make him think of a poem and he recite it word for word.

16: I’m Myrtle Gladys Crane and I was born on the 2nd June 1921 to Harry Nelson Crane and Eunice Brown Westfield. We lived in East Penfield with my grandparents, Arthur Westfield and Mary Louise Brooks. A short time later we moved to Fairport to live with my father's parents, Howard and Marie Arnold, on Roselawn Avenue. My brother Durwood(Bud) and my sisters, Nina and Gertrude(Trudy) were all born in Fairport. My Grandma and Grandpa Arnold moved to Macedon, to live with Marie’s parents, John and Sophia Schrader Oestricke and Dad, Mom and us kids moved to Lee Court in Fairport. I went to school in Fairport and took piano lessons from Miss Woolsey. My Grandma had died while we were in Fairport and Uncle Raymond and Aunt Blanche Westfield moved in with Grandpa. Uncle Raymond and Aunt Blanche bought some land from Grandpa and had a house built. They moved in and left Grandpa all alone. I was about 8 yrs old when we moved back to East Penfield to be with Grandpa. My brothers Howard(Bubby), George(Butch) and my sister June were all born after we moved back to East Penfield. Our house in East Penfield was a large farm house, once an old stage coach stop, with many rooms but we had no modern conveniences . We had to carry water from the well, we had no inside plumbing, and we had a cistern to catch rain water for washing clothes. We went to school a mile from home. It was a 1-room school house and we had 1 teacher who taught all grades. (1-8) She would call, one grade at a time and teach them. The rest of us would sit at our desks and study until it was our turn. The school house had an entry way and had a bathroom each for boys and girls. We all had fun in that little school house. Living on a farm, all of us had things we had to do. We helped pick cucumbers, potatoes, and also pitched hay. We also picked berries as they became ripe. The girls also helped with the housework. My Mom mad butter and cottage cheese. I had to take the cottage cheese, which Mom made into little ball, and go up the road to sell to our neighbors. After we moved back to East Penfield, I couldn’t take piano lessons anymore because I had no way to get to Fairport. We had a radio that we listened to, for at that time there wasn’t any television. We listened to music and also soap operas as we do today. I would listen to music and try to play it on the piano. I played a lot of my music by ear. On Sundays we all went to Sunday school. I even taught Sunday school as I grew older. My Mom played the piano and for a long time, was the organist at the East Penfield Baptist Church. We also would go down to Macedon to see Grandma and Grandpa Arnold. My great-grandfather Oestricke would take us down to the strain station with him to pick up the mail. He drove a horse and buggy to deliver the mail. On our way to the train station he would buy up penny candy. We really enjoyed that. He was a nice man.

17: After we got through the 8th grade, we had to go to the high school in Penfield. We would ride down to Penfield with my Dad, who worked at the car shops in East Rochester. We stayed in Ockendens store until it was time to go to school. After school was over, we would walk home which was about 3 miles away. I had a good time in high school. I was center on our basketball team, and we played against teams from surrounding towns. I loved chorus. We put on different operettas at school and I played the lead in “Windmills of Holland”. My brother Bud played, my husband in “Cherry Blossom Time”. I was a dancer. We had a lot fun. I graduated from Penfield High School in June, 1938 and went to work for Mr. and Mrs. Wall. They were an elderly couple who lived on Carter Street. I did their housework for them and also went to work at Stenners store in Penfield. In October of 1938, I went down to stay with my grandparents over the weekend. There I met my first true love, my future husband, Vincent(Bud)Dickinson. We had 4 dates and then he asked me to go steady and I said yes. We had such good times together. We went around with his sisters, Betty and Alice and their boyfriends, George Janneck and Albert Arnold. Albert Arnold was also my half uncle. In October of 1940, Bud was inducted into the regular Army. On Sunday I would go up and spend the day with his parents. Albert would pick me up and also would bring me back home. It was so great, when he would come home on leave. Bud loved my Mom and he even got her to like olives. On December 7, 1941, Japan bombed Pearl Harbor. Bud was supposed to come home for Christmas but all leaves were cancelled. We were all disappointed. Shortly after that in early 1942, Bud got very sick and was put in the hospital at Ft. Ord in California. We thought we were going to lose him at one point, but he did pull through. He was given a medical discharge in October 1942. In December of 1942, I received my diamond for Christmas and he obtained a job at Wollensak Optical Company. I left working at Stenners and went to work at Stromberg Carlson Company. I worked there just 3 months when my Mom got sick and I stayed home to take care of her. When she started feeling better she told me to go to work. The night before I was to go back to work, she got real sick and we had to call the doctor. The doctor finally came and examined her. He came out and told us that we should call the undertaker, that she had passed away. Well I never went back to work, for I was the oldest and I had to keep the family together. My youngest brother was only 8 years old. We had our wedding planned for June, 1944 but under the circumstances we canceled our plans. We all missed my Mom but we all sort of worked together. Then on Easter Sunday, my Dad brought home a women for dinner. It was a shock, for my Mom hadn't been gone that long. It was hard to keep peace in the family. Her name was Stella McFee and she became our step mother. To be honest, I resented her in a way. My Dad didn't want my Mom to do anything. My Mom wanted to go to Home Bureau, a sort of craft class, where you learn to make things and he didn't want her to so that. My Mom didn't have anything. When Dad married Stella, she had everything. She had her hair done every week, and did crafts and all the things my Mom couldn't. Dad called her “Baby Doll” which we could never understand because she certainly wasn't a doll. My Dad, sisters and brothers talked to Bud and I and told us to go ahead with our wedding plans. We got married on the 12th May 1945 in Greece Baptist Church. We had our reception at Bud's parents home on Long Pond Rd and this is where we went to live after our honeymoon. I’m not sure how long Dad and Stella were married but Stella got breast cancer, which eventually kicked her. Shortly after Stella's death, Dad started going with another women, her name was Virginia Wren. They went together for quite awhile, before they married. We had good times with Dad and Ginny. They would come and camp down by the creek in our back yard. We would cook breakfast down by the creek. Dad and Ginny lived down the road about 3 miles, on Long Pond Rd. We would take the kids down there, where they could go swimming or go out in the boat on the water. We lived with my in-laws for 33 years. We raided our 6 daughters there. We had our ups and downs but we had a real happy married life until he died on the 2nd of June 1978.

18: My name is Gertrude Marie Crane, and everyone calls me Trudy. I am number 4 of 7 children to Harry Nelson Crane and Eunice Brown Westfield. I was born on the 16th of March 1927. My parents had one more child, Harry Jr., but he only lived for a day. He was between June and Butch. Memories of my childhood were walking to a 1-room schoolhouse in East Penfield, picking cucumbers for my Mom's pickles, pitching hay and butchering pigs. We also loved to play games, sing and listen to music. At our home, we did not have running water and every night we went to the well to get water for the night. At age 16, I graduated and went to work for Todd Manufacturing, till 1949. From there I went to Art craft Optical Company in Rochester till 1960. I don't remember the first time that I met Clayton (Barney) Wolfe. My Dad was a constable for the Town of Penfield and it seemed that Barney was always there with my Dad. We started dating and Barney gave me my diamond on Christmas of 1950 and we were married in September of 1951 at the East Penfield Baptist Church. On our honeymoon we went to Nashville, Tennessee and stayed at the Noel Hotel. We lived with Barney's parents on Baird Rd, in Penfield and I still do today. I left Art craft Optical to take care of Barney's Mom, who wasn't feeling well. She died in 1960. Barney worked for the American Can Company for 36 years. Started in 1946 and retired in 1982. I remember Barney saying that a man at the American Can didn't think he would ever get married and said that if he ever did, that he would buy the marriage license, “AND HE DID”. Barney loved the yard and his gardens. He started growing Roses as a hobby. This quickly grew to over 600 roses at one time. We entered many rose shows, with Jackson and Perkins and won many prizes, ribbons, silverware and a beautiful bowl. This was something that we both loved to do and did for over 10 years. Barney loved the outdoors, especially deer, fox and coon hunting. He had 2 or 3 dogs that he used for the fox and coon hunts. At Christmas time the fur man would come and buy the hides. His niece Gail had a collar made from one of the furs. One of my favorite things was bowling. I did this for many years, especially the tournaments out of town with the 600 Club. What fun we had. The love of my life died what he loved doing best, hunting. This was in November of 1997. These are the things I remember, many fun times with the family and friends and now planning our reunions every year.

19: I was born June Arlene Crane on November 22, 1931, the 6'1' of 7 children of Harry Nelson Crane and Eunice Brown Westfield Crane in the Westfield family home on Penfield Road in East Penfield, New York. My brothers and sisters were Myrtle Gladys, Durwood Jumph, Nina Mae, Gertrude Marie, Howard Arthur, myself and George Westfield. We had another brother Harry who died shortly after birth who would have been between George and I in age. I had blonde curly hair which my mother would curl around her fingers. I can remember my brother George being born when I was 4. I remember him sleeping in a clothes basket with a pillow in it sitting on a table. I used to peek in and look at him. I remember growing up in a home that usually was full of activity with all of us and the neighborhood kids playing games such as Kick the Can, baseball, croquet and all of the games that were the normal thing back then. My father strung up lights in our yard so we could play games at night. Sometimes we would play croquet after dark and then go to Fairport and get hot dogs and have a roast at midnight. My sisters would go to square dances in the area and then bring home their friends and have a jam session in the living room until all hours of the night. We younger kids would sometimes get up and sit on the stairs and listen. My sister Nina played the drums, and they had a saxophone, trumpet, Myrt would play the piano sometimes. I went to District #2 school at the corner of Salt and Penfield Roads until it closed when I was in 5th or 6th grade. I then went to Penfield High School to school where I was a cheerleader for the basketball team for 3 years. My brother Howard was a member of that team. I loved being a cheerleader and going to all of the games on the bus. Our school team didn't always have a winning team but they were our Penfield Chiefs. When I graduated, that was what I missed most. My dear mother died when I was 12 from heart disease. My sister Myrtle was going to be married that year but she postponed her wedding for a year to help out at home. Myrtle and my sisters Trudy and Nina took good care of us and kept out family together. I try to remember more from my early years before my Mom died, but can't remember a whole lot. I wish I could remember more. I went to the East Penfield Baptist Church of which my mother was a pianist before she had children. I sang in the choir with my brother Howard and in my mother's journal she wrote that we sang duets. I still sing in the choir to this day. In 1949, I graduated from Penfield High School. I got a job at Sibley's Department store in Rochester. I worked only a half day. I didn't like it and walked out and took a bus home. I started working at the Fairport Herald-Mail, a small newspaper office in Fairport in 1950 doing secretarial work and collecting Rochester Telephone and Rochester Gas and Electric bills. I worked there for 4 years until my oldest child Eileen was born. I began dating my husband Gerald Francis Abraham, who was the brother of a friend of my sisters, Jean Abraham. We were married on August 18, 1951 in the East Penfield Baptist Church by the Rev. Rex Broyles and had a picnic reception at our family home. We honeymooned at Silver Lake near Perry, New York. We lived in the Abraham fifty acre farmstead in West Walworth, NY with Gerald's father Herman and his sister Jean. Jean married and left the following year. My husband ran the farm with his father. They had about 12 or 13 cows and shipped milk to a dairy and raised a few crops. I used to help them when they baled hay and drove the tractor and baler for them. I remember once turning the corner too sharply and knocking everyone off the wagon. No one was hurt, thank God.! When came along, my husband went to work at the American Can in Fairport and they gave up the dairy cows but kept beef cows for a while. Gerald's father Herman died in 1965. His older brother Carl died in 1959 at 36 years of age. We have 5 children, Eileen Marie (Albright), Ronald George, Mary Ann (Kritall), Alan Carl and Carl John. We have 8 grandchildren, Bradley David Albright, Lauren Elizabeth Albright, Aric John Abraham, Andrew Mark Kritall, Allison June Kritall, Craig Alan Abraham, James Patrick Abraham, and Kevin Andrew Abraham, and one step-granddaughter, Jessica Rose Thompson, was added when Ronald married Mary Thompson. I started working again in 1976 at Monroe #1 BOCES in Fairport where I did clerical work and ordered and sent out textbooks to non-public schools. I worked there for 23 years until my retirement in 2002 at age 71. When thinking of the family I was born into, my sisters and brothers, the fun we had as kids, and the wonderful family I have now, I can count my blessings and there are many! As of this date, November 5, 2011, I am now 79 years old and my husband is 83. We still live in the Abraham family home. My husband Gerald was born here as was his father. We hope to be able to live out our lives here.

20: George Westfield Crane I was born on February 3, 1936. I don't remember much about that date except my parents were Eunice Westfield and Harry Nelson Crane. They already had six children (really seven but Harry Nelson Crane, Jr. died days after being born) but I was different than the rest. I was the only one born in a hospital. I was named by my Grandfather Arthur Westfield. I don't know who I was named after, as Grandpa Westfield's dad name was George Westfield and his brother was also named George Westfield. Grandma Arnold gave me my first nickname "Buzzy." I don't know where that came from, but luckily it didn't stick. My nickname, which I am still called today by many relatives in New York is "Butch." The rumor is that my Mother was listening to a soap opera on radio, probably Ma Perkins or Portia Faces Life, and a baby was born at the same time I came into this world. They called the baby "Butch" so I was called "Butch." Don't know if that is a true story, but it sounds good. I don't remember much about my early years. I was about 5 years old when my older brother went off to war. I remember when he got married as I was a little sad as I thought that meant that he was leaving the family, but I got over that. Mom died when I was 8 years old, so unfortunately, I don't have too many memories of her. Being the youngest of seven children meant that the other siblings, especially my sisters, made sure that I got along alright. I remember living on the farm, with the barn with large holes in it. We had a few animals, but earning a living by farming was not there. Dad worked at the Car Shops in East Rochester, was a constable for Penfield, the Truant Officer and probably had other jobs, which meant that he was busy earning a living. Needless to say, my early memories of childhood experiences with Dad are also vague. I do remember that when Dad got home from work and we sat down for supper, we had to be very quiet so we could hear the news on the radio. The house we lived in was a stopover place for the stage coach in the early years. Since we had no plumbing in the house, we had to carry water and use the outside john, which I believe it was a two-holer. The basement had a dirt floor, was always damp, but we always had a good supply of canned goods, mostly fruit, which Mom canned in the fall. I remember helping to "bank" the house foundation for winter to keep the wind from blowing in. We didn't have a furnace in the house, so we had pot belly stoves in the living room and dining room. The pipes from the stoves went into the bedrooms upstairs to help heat a little bit. I wasn't so lucky, as my room was over the kitchen. I remember waking up in the winter and having snow/ice on the inside of the window. But these are good memories and it makes me to appreciate the life style we have today even more. I went to a one room school in East Penfield until the sixth grade. The school was approximately one mile away, and of course, I walked to school and back home each day. The school was closed when the district centralized and I went to the main school to start the sixth grade. I enjoyed my school years, as my main goal was to play sports, and I did just enough school work to make sure that I passed. In addition to sports, I enjoyed the extracurricular activities by being in the school plays, dating, etc. I graduated from Penfield Central in 1953 and had plans of working at the America Can Company. I started working at the American Can Company in the shipping department. I worked nights, from 3:00 p.m. to 11:00 p.m. and often put in overtime working until 4:00 a.m. My brother Howard was the boss in the shipping department on the day shift, and I had three brother-in-laws that worked in other parts of the factory. I was tall, had long arms, and was the ideal worker to pile cans into box cars night after night. After doing this for several months, I started to ask myself, is this what I want to be doing the rest of my life?" I began talking to some college kids that were working just during the summer until they were going back to college. It made me start to think about going to college, but I had a couple of problems. No money, my father couldn't afford it, and I didn't plan on going to college, so I didn't take any entrance exams. I called the high school guidance counselor and discussed this matter with him. I told him I wanted to go to a college that is not very expensive, and fairly close to home. I took the entrance examinations, and to my surprise, I was admitted to Brockport State Teachers College. Who thought I was ever going to be a teacher. I worked at the American Can Company until I left for BSTC and continued to work there every summer until I got my BS in Ed in 1958. My first semester at Brockport wasn't very successful. I started out as a Physical Education major, played on the freshman basketball team, and worked at Duffy Motts making apple sauce for four hours a night. I was very busy, working, playing basketball, dating, etc. but I didn't have much time for studying. As a result, I was on probation for the second semester. I soon learned that I had to make some changes or I would have to go back to piling cans. I changed my major to Elementary Education, quit working at Duffy Motts, and found more time for my studies. I guess I made the right decisions. My grades improved, I played varsity basketball throughout my college years, and I started dating this girl that would turn out to be my wife and best friend for the next 50+ years. We got married on May 3, 1958 in Jamestown, N.Y. and graduated a few days later with a BS in Ed. and certification as an elementary school teacher (k-8). Mary Lou was teaching health and physical education in Randolph, N.Y. and I accepted a sixth grade teaching position with the Jamestown Public Schools. Everything seemed to be going well, until Uncle Sam came calling.

21: I received my draft notice throughout the four years of college but was deferred each time. I just started my first year of teaching when the draft notice came again. I was deferred until the end of the year, and reported for my physical examination for induction into the U.S. Army on August 10, 1959. I was stationed at Fort Dix, N.J. for a couple of weeks until I received orders to report for basic training at Fort Benning, GA. I completed infantry training on October 24, 1959 and was transferred to Fort Carson, CO where I would begin my advanced artillery training. We flew from Georgia to Colorado in a twin engine plane, experienced severe turbulence, landed safely but a little shaken. That was my first airplane trip, and one I will never forget. We received training on the 8" howitzer. This was much different than the training I received in the infantry, as we rode everywhere we went. The 8" howitzer had to be pulled by a 10 ton truck, and the soldiers rode in the back of the truck. Everyone had to have a military driver's license, because you never knew when it was your turn to drive. When I reported for my driver's test, all they told me was "Drive the truck up Cheyenne Mountain and if you come back, you will get your license." I got my license, and I was glad I got off that mountain in one piece. I completed artillery training on December 18, 1959, and was given a furlough for the Christmas holiday and was ordered to report to the Brooklyn Navy Yard for my ocean cruise to '2errn2ny on January 1, 1960. It took a little over a week for the USNS General Alexander M. Patch to arrive in Bremerhaven, Germany. Like my first airplane ride, this was also quite an experience. The Atlantic Ocean is not very calm during the winter months when you are aboard a troop ship. I was assigned to Battery C, 3"I Howitzer Battalion, 37th Artillery, in Schwaebisch-Hall, Germany (south of Stuggart) where I would call home for the next 18 months. I started out on the surveying crew where we put in gun placements throughout Germany, and moved up to the Fire Direction Control Unit where we had responsibility for the firing of the howitzers. I was given an opportunity to teach GED classes to soldiers who needed to complete their high school diplomas so they could reenlist. I would do my army responsibilities in the morning, and teach in the afternoons. Mary Lou joined me in Germany for a year, and we lived in a one room apartment, renting from Frau and Herr Wonderlick. Herr Wonderlick was in the army during WWII, and still had a picture of Hitler in his living room. Needless to say, he didn't talk to us very much. Mary Lou and I enjoyed our time together, despite my military obligations, and managed to travel to eleven countries. I returned home on the USNS General Simon Buckner in August 1961, and resumed my teaching for the Jamestown public Schools. I taught fifth and sixth grade for the next five years. I obtained my MS in Ed in Reading from the State University of New York at Fredonia in 1965. I took a sabbatical leave from Jamestown in 1966 and went to Ohio University to obtain additional hours which would put me into a higher pay scale. While working on this program, I was asked to consider getting into a Ph.D. program as I was taking the same courses as those students were. I enrolled into the Ph.D. program in Guidance, Counseling and Student Personnel, given a Graduate Assistantship, and was ready to experience the happiest time of my life. While we were at Ohio U. we lived in a house trailer in Chauncey, OH. 1 finished all my course work for my degree, and just had to finish my dissertation. I was hired as an Instructor for the 1968-1969 year, and taught master degree students in Counselor Education. Little did 1 know that after eleven years of marriage, we were ready to start our family. Laurie was born in Athens, Oh on May 11, 1969, and I completed my Ph.D. in August. I took a Professor of Education position at California State Teachers College (now California University of Pennsylvania) and had plans to stay just a couple of years before we would move out west. Those plans never materialized. California University of Pennsylvania turned out to be a good place to work. Barry was born on February 15, 1972 and we decided to stay a few more years. 1 was Professor of Education for five years before becoming Chairperson of the Counselor Education Department. 1 was appointed Associate Dean of Education in 1980, and became the Dean of Graduate Studies and Research in 1985.1 retired in December 1999, still live in California, PA and still enjoy the community and the University setting. I am Secretary of the California Borough Recreation Authority, President of the California University Emeriti Faculty Association, am currently Secretary of the California Rotary Club, and serve on the California Area School District Foundation Board.

22: Myrt, Nina and Bud | Myrt riding Gunpowder

23: Cousins | June, Dorothy, Bubby, Janet, and Butch

24: Like branches on a tree, our lives may grow in different directions yet our roots remain as one.

26: Trudy, Butch, Bubby, Bud, Nina, Myrt and June

27: The Crumb Sisters

28: Nelson Dusan Crane along with son Charles | Nelson is the father of Harry Crane

29: Harry Crane's Grandparents | Our Ancestor | Mary Jane Hart Crane | David Ross Crane Jr. | David was born the 1st of March, 1843 in South Greece, NY | Mary Jane was born the 3rd of Oct. 1844 in Ireland | David is the father of Nelson Crane

31: Stephen Crane Born 1709 in Elizabeth, NJ Died 1780

33: This book was created by Dawn Nelson with the help from my family. A special thanks to Lynn Carter and Sue Koch. Published April 2012

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  • Title: Forgotten Memories
  • Crane Family History
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