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silly idea that if I did it too soon or too late when he was expected home from town, he would be<br />

in bad shape, but if I would wait until the sun was just the same place in the west, he would be in a<br />

good mood. So, I would sit and look out of the west window until my sun was at that right place<br />

and then I would go fill up the woodbox.<br />

Mother knew that I would wait until a certain time but never why."<br />

Children, to be sure, often find contentment in the illogical.<br />

Dad's mother was his love and refuge, as he reveals in another recollection. "I remember<br />

she was very sick and I was certain she was going to die. The world stood still for me and then<br />

she was converted on her sickbed. This was the work of a God who is always with us and was not<br />

by any influence of man .... I still can remember her saying she was going to get well and that she<br />

was going to be a better woman and go to church if possible, which she did every chance she had<br />

until her death. I often thought that if there is a heaven my mother will surely be there. I think I<br />

loved her more because of her and dad quarreling so much and I thought that she was all I had. I<br />

suppose that I did care for my dad when he wasn't mean, but mostly I feared him." (As an adult<br />

and after his mother's death, Dad created an amicable relationship with his father. He purchased<br />

from him the family farm, enabling his father to buy a house and move into Rochester for his final<br />

years.)<br />

It wasn't long before Dad began to visit Rochester himself and there he met the woman<br />

who would be my mother. That story's next.<br />

[Rochester Sentinel, Tuesday, August 17, 1999]<br />

__________<br />

GOING COURTING WITH BILL, THEN MARRIAGE AND WORK<br />

Considered Comment<br />

Jack K. Overmyer<br />

My father, the late Charles S. Overmyer, found that being the youngest of four boys in<br />

Richland Township farm family could be benneficial. As his memoirs reveal, “having three older<br />

brothers to do the farm work let me off the hook and I was mostly a chore boy.”<br />

When his father, Frank, “started feeling his prosperity (about 1912) he got the automobile<br />

fever and those pals of his in Rochester sold him a brand new E.M.F. automobile. This was made<br />

by Studebaker. Dad, of course, was afraid to learn to drive so I was elected to be the chauffeur ....<br />

This is the reason I had the opportunity to meet Edyth." (My mother, Edyth Kingery.)<br />

Dad would take his father to town each Saturday and wait until he was ready to go home.<br />

“So I got to do a lot of girl watching. Edyth lived on Madison Street (623) near the firehouse, so I<br />

would see her and Bernice Bussert later Mrs. Harry Louderback) go home from uptown. During<br />

the (1913) Peru-Rochester celebration of Rochester's help to Peru during their flood, Aubra<br />

Emmons (father of Mrs. Jean Brown) and I got dates with Edyth and Bernice. I found out that<br />

Edyth was engaged to a Kewanna boy by the name of Clifford Spangler but he had gone out to<br />

Iowa and gotten a job with some of his relatives. He was going to get rich and send for her, I<br />

guess. This took several months to convince her that I was here and he was there.”<br />

(His entreaties finally were accepted, as you already have guessed. They were married<br />

October 31, 1914. My mother's parents were Percy and Minnie Hawkins. Her father, blacksmith<br />

Hiram Kingery, died in 1904 when she was eight years old.)<br />

To go courting Dad's father gave him Bill, "the quiet, intelligent old driving horse" and a<br />

rubber-tired buggy. And so the pattern became that Dad would drive his father to Rochester<br />

Saturdays, make a date with Edyth for Saturday nights, return home, hitch up Bill and return to<br />

town. “Gee, that was a long drive back (10 miles) after driving a car to and fro, but he would<br />

never have let me drive that car alone. I wouldn't have had any money to buy gas with anyway, as<br />

if I had 50 cents I was lucky."<br />

Buggy horses like Bill must have been a treasure to have. “This old Bill driving horse<br />

was a smart old fellow. He was a light bay and he could really travel. He had a large intelligent<br />

head and was very quiet and docile. He wouid take a nice easy trot after night and when he was

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