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From her mother:Born October 30, 1925, at 4:30 PM at Grandma Winslows of Cawker City, Ks.Doctor was Dr. Felix of Downs.Weight at birth 10.5 pounds, at 1 month 12 pounds, at 7 weeks, 14 pounds, at 2 months 15 pounds, at 10 months 27 pounds.First teeth at 7 months, had 6 teeth at 10 months and 12 at 13 months.Sit alone at 6.5 months, stand by holding to things 10.5 months, first steps alone-14 months.
The following is a summary of her life written by Louise sometime later in her life:
"My earliest memory is when I was about 5 and my sister was 6.We were both in school at Oakdale and we lived in a small house at 306 N Penn.One noon as we were approaching our home, we were met by Aunt Celia who iniformed us that our mother had given birth to a baby girl who had died at birth.We were not even aware that a baby was expected so it was quite a memorable event for my sister and I.Several years later Mom gave birth to a baby boy who was named Calvin Keith.I remember him as a retarded boy who was loved by everyone.My parents were heart broken about his condition; but consequently much attention and love was given to him.He died at the age of 5.I missed him a lot as I used to play and entertain him.Times were tough in those days and my folks had to both work hard to keep food and shelter for us.Many nights I remember both of them out in the yard till late sawing wood for the next day's heat.
We lived at 219 N Columbia for several years next door to a family named Johannes, on the south.On the north of us was a nursery with an overhead watering system which was turned on at night.It turned and spred over our driveway.Many hot nights Dad and us kids were out in the spray to cool off.We had no air conditioning or fans and cooled off in this way.I also remember the bad dust storms.Mom would wet sheets and hang over the windows and doors to keep out the dust.I was in school at Oakdale at that time.
In the winter we wore long underwear to keep warm with long cotton sox.Many a time I would start off for school and stop and roll my sox down to my ankles and roll the underwear up under my skirt.It would make a big bump under my skirt but at least I was bare legged which was what I wanted.Mom sewed all of our clothes.Most of our shoes were bought at a used clothing place.I never owned a new coat until I was 16.It was always coats Mom made from used coats.We traded for groceries at Kidds Market on the corner.We had a treat whenever Dad gave us a penny for a BBBat or a Choc Bar.Money was scarce but our friends were all in the same position.We played with Katty Crough across the street.I owned one doll and loved it for years.I wanted a bicycle always but never ever owned one.I always wanted roller skates with toe clamps but never owned those either.Mom managed to buy us a pair with straps around the toes and we shared those.Times were hard.I was never an unhappy child tho.We played jump rope, jacks, hop scotch, paper dolls.Things all the neighborhood girls enjoyed.
Movies cost a dime and it a real treat to go.The Royal fare was 2 for 15 cents so if we went, it was usually there.When I was 15 there was a big flood in year of 1041.I remember all of us wading the east side of town.
Dad worked at Putnam Sand and earned 19 dollars a week.Mom took all kind of odd jobs.Papering others homes, cleaning, etc.They were both very hard working peole but after Keith died, I don't remember much love expressed around our home.Nevie and I were not ignored but we were never talked with.To discuss school or to determine what we really wanted out of life.My parents were so busy trying to survive they never had time to go to PTA or to encourage us to take part in school activities.Times were hard and they did the best they could.
After Keith died the folks collected on an insurance policy and bought their first home at 701 N Ohio.Dad still worked at Putnams and Mom converted our living room into a neighborhood grocerly store.Some of my happiest memories are from this era.Many kids in the neighborhood the same age as Nevie and I and we enjoyed this association.The Van Hornes lived south of us built a rough tennis court for all the neighborhood kids to enjoy.They also had horses which we rode.My grand parents lived on a 40 acre farm on Elks road and we loved to visit there.We had many cousins about our age and loved the family gatherings at the farm.We used to hoe weeds in the corn patch and had a ball doing it.Alsoused to play for hours around a pond n the pasture catching poliwogs.Any chore we were given to do while there was fun.I remember all of us pumping water for the cattle tank.Each of us pumping 50-100 strokes.We didn't consider it work.Graddad was always there to entertain us afterwards.Hayrack rides, sleigh rides, horseback rides on old Nellie.They had a hired hand, Junior Hawson, who all of us girls were wild about.The folks sold the Ohio St property and moved into town at 308 N Penn.
Dad developed TB shortly afterwards and the folks moved to the farm and lived with my grandparents for a time.Nevie and Jr were married at that time and they lived in their (folks) home.I was a Senior and stayed with Nevie and Jr.I had started going with Dean when we lived on Ohio St.When I was 17 the war was on and Dean knew he was going to be drafted.He wanted to go to Oregon to visit his brother Mel before he was inducted so on Jan 30, 43, Dean and I were married and left on a bus to go to Oregon.Dean sold his car to finance the trip.We had no money to get back so he went to work in the shipyards for 30 days to finance our fare home.When we returned to Salina, I reenrolled in High School.Dean left for the army in April and I graduated in May.His basic training was in Aberdeen Maryland then he was sent to the Red River Ordinance in Omaha.I was managing Silver Springs ice cream parlo at that time but when he was stationed in Omaha, I quit my job and went there to join him.He did not get in town often and it was a lonely existence.I worked for a short time at a powdered egg processing factory while there, while living in a sleeping room.We were only there a few months then were sent to Texarkana Texas.I loved living there.I got a job at Sears and shared an apartment with a girl (also from Sears) named Faye.Dean only came in on weekends.Faye's husband was at a nearby camp and she was always gone on weekends.It was an enjoyable time for me.I had never traveled and it was a new experience.After Dean was transfered to Tacoma prior to going overseas, I returned to Salina (no money to go to Tacoma).I moved in with the folks and Dean was sent overseas to Africa.Jr was in Hawaii and Nevie and Steve also moved in with the folks.I went to work at SWBell until I found out I was pregnant and kept getting sick while on duty so I quit.I had lots of money.I was getting an army allotment of 50 dollars.Never thought of giving any money to the folks.Nevie and I both lived with them for the entire time Dean and Jr were gone (over 2 years) and all I ever bought was Gary's formula.Spoiled kids.I worked at Sears for awhile and Mom kept Gary after Dean got discharged.He enrolled in Kansas Wesleyan and attended there for one and one half years.Then he transferredto KState in Manhattan.We lived there for three years.Then returned to Salina for a year.Dean had to drop out of school for a year.Then wew returned to Manhattan for one and a half years and he graduated August '51.The same year as the big flood.Many memories of Manhattan.Jan was born when Gary was 4 and we lived on Ratone St in a basement apt of Doug Merritts.We applied for school housing and lived in Barracks Apts until graduation.Dean could not work so I worked at the Chef Restaurant in the evenings until 1PM and Dean kept kids and studied.We drove a 1939 Ford which used as much oil as gas.Drove home to Salina twice a month.Mom always had a care package for us to take back plus we ate off from them for two days so we felt we could afford the gas.I was pregnant with Jo when Dean graduated.I took two kids and was eight and one half months pregnant and went to his graduation.Gary went to first grade at Eugene Field in Manhattan.Then we returned t o Salina and Dean went to work for State Highway Dept as an Engineer.Jo was born Sept 3 after Dean graduated in August.We were still in rental places.Bought our first home at 901 E Republic when Jo was two.Dean had co-owned a cigarette vending business with his uncle and they wold it so he could go into a nursing home.We used our money for a down pmt on our home.We had three kids and it was only two bedrooms but we couldn't afford third bedroom.We lived there two years when Brian was born.When I got pregnant the fifth time, we bought an old house (two story) at 128 W Jewell and tried to fix it up.Ray was born while we lived there.A lot of good memories from this home.Also many I wouldn't want to relive.I enjoyed my kids even tho I was very busy.I became a 4-H leader for 7 years.Very involved in PTA, cub scouts, also.My life seemingly was busy with the kids.Went to many ball games with boys.Took girls to dancing lessons.I didn't work those years.Dean was in his own business.Money was not plentiful but we survived.
I went to work at KP&L when Gary was a senior and Ray was in kindergarten.Nevie helped out with Ray.I couldn't have managed both an outside job with all I had to do at home but for my kids.They helped out immensely.It was hard on them I know but kids do survive and develop good character traits.I felt it was my duty to do all I could tohelp my kids continue their education if they wanted.
I probably wasn't the wisest parent in the world but I did the best I could.My kids didn't have much but hopefully they have some good memories.We managed to get musical instruments for each of them.
We moved to Ray St into a new house and bought our first new furniture.Gary was in college.Isabelle lived with us for a year.Enjoyed her so much.
The following is an open letter written by her family for Louise's funeral:
We the family of (Anna) Louise Boyer want to say goodbye today.
We want to say we love you.We want to say thank you.We want to tell you there will never be enough ways to return the devotion you had for us, even though we try.
We remind ourselves to look after others because you looked after us.When you should have been too busy working and volunteering and raising a family you looked after us.When we were too busy with our own lives to ask about yours, you looked after us.Even when you were in pain, when you could no longer make your body do all that it should, you looked after us.
We want to thank you for all the care packages, for the cookies and the cakes, and we wonder if they were as good as the ones your own mom sent home with you.We want to thank you for all the cards and letters, the ones that arrived just when we needed them, in envelopes with your address neatly curled in the top left corner.We want to thank you for the phone calls too, and the visits.We want to thank you for giving us your opinion, even when we said we didn't want it.
We want to thank you for raising five kids.We're not sure how you managed it, but we're sure glad you did.We know you always put your kids first.We know you wanted us to have what you didn't, and when we look back on all the ballgames and the dancing lessons, the bicycles and the diplomas, we're grateful.We remember when you were there for us, as a den mother or as a 4H leader.We remember the trips you took with us.We weren't always sure we were going to make it there - or back - but if we hadn't gone to Lubbock we might never have gone to London.
Mom, you wondered if you were a wise parent.You were.You hoped your kids had some good memories.We do.You wanted us to take care of each other.We will.
We want to tell you that you were never a burden, even when you insisted you were.We know you hated to ask us for things and we hope we never made you ask too often.We liked doing things for you when you would let us, but we were also proud of your independence.
We'll miss that soundless way you laugh, with your head thrown back and your mouth open in a smile.We'll miss the way you talk and we'll smile when people ask why we still say things like "shucky darn" or "knee-high to a grasshopper".We'll miss the stories you told to brighten our day, even when you'd told us the same story five times, not remembering how often we'd heard it before.
We want to thank you for bringing us together, even after you passed away.You loved being around family and we loved being around you.We think you'd like seeing us all here today.
We the family of (Anna) Louise Boyer aren't delivering this message.Her children aren't delivering it.Neither are her grandchildren.She delivered this message by the way she lived her life for 76 years and now it's reflected in us.
So today we say goodbye.We love you.We'll always miss you.