Wednesday, June 08, 2005
More on Julia
[This is a followup email from my older sister Judy I received after getting all the news about her recent horrific surgical experience.]
Hi again, I just remembered that I'd read your blogs and had a update for you. It was Tommy Loper who threw the dirt clod that got the Allwort (sic) boy. He was also the oldest kid on the block. You were right about his mother not coming out of the house for a long time though.
Tommy went on to become one of the first NASA engineers in Houston, where he got married and has a family. His parents moved there to be close to his family as Tommy was on only child.
Also, I'll share what little I know about Julia June Auble. She graduated from Mills College 1913-14??? Her mother ran a boarding house and her father was the Chief of Police of, if not Los Angeles, then one of the many towns in the LA area.
Grandpop (Jesse Newton) went to LA on a buying trip, farm machinery (?) and met Julia at the boarding house. She apparently had a very hard time birthing Stan [1919] , breech maybe (like you were) and said to Grandpop you won't get me pregnant again!!! and thus shut off the sex.
Grandpop being the MAN that he was went looking elsewhere and found Betty who was in all probability beyond birthing years for Dad remained an only child.
They divorced, which was virtually unheard of at that time 1939-40? She moved in with her sister in Ventura and met a man (can't remember his first name ??? Diekman). We always called him Uncle Diek. He was independently wealthy with Standard Oil stocks and Shell too, I think. Oil stocks for sure.
They had a beautiful house in Ventura about two blocks from the ocean front. I remember we could walk to the beach from her house. The last time I saw her I was 15. 1955 Summer. Dad and I spent the weekend with them. The three of us went deep sea fishing and all I caught were Sand Sharks, Uncle Diek started calling me Sharky. We were gone all day and I remember that night clearly it was the first timeI got land sick at the dinner table.
I helped Julia with the dishes and was trying to impress her with my attention to detail by stacking the dinner dishes with the patterns matching. She noticed and said that was the way she always did it too. (Perhaps that was my first taste of OCD!!) ha That was the last time I saw her.
Sometime later (Years) UncleDiek died and Julia sold the house and went back to living with her sister. She died sometime in her eighties and I think is buried inVentura maybe with Uncle Diek???I found it rather interesting that her statistics are not recorded in our Newton Family Tree book. Only the year she married Grandpop.
Love again, Judy
Ok, question now for Judy -- I remember going to Stan's cabin in Bass Lake many times. I have my first memory of having a Shirely Temple drink sitting on a bar stool in the tavern there. Also, I wore out the bottoms to a cotton swimsuit sliding down the rock waterfall by that tavern. This was my first experience with a water slide. I still love them to this day. I guess I am still a water baby.
But once on one summer visit (I was maybe 7 or 8), we went to another lake and cabin with Jesse and Betty, Stan and Lena and Diane. Where was this? I think it was a cabin that Jesse owned. I want to say Shasta, but just can't remember. I do remember a Victor Victrola phonograph with a large trumpet (Dog Listening to his Master's Voice) that you cranked to play 78 records. I remember another picture of the 'Indian' grandmother was here, too. Do you remember anything about this controversy?
Hi again, I just remembered that I'd read your blogs and had a update for you. It was Tommy Loper who threw the dirt clod that got the Allwort (sic) boy. He was also the oldest kid on the block. You were right about his mother not coming out of the house for a long time though.
Tommy went on to become one of the first NASA engineers in Houston, where he got married and has a family. His parents moved there to be close to his family as Tommy was on only child.
Also, I'll share what little I know about Julia June Auble. She graduated from Mills College 1913-14??? Her mother ran a boarding house and her father was the Chief of Police of, if not Los Angeles, then one of the many towns in the LA area.
Grandpop (Jesse Newton) went to LA on a buying trip, farm machinery (?) and met Julia at the boarding house. She apparently had a very hard time birthing Stan [1919] , breech maybe (like you were) and said to Grandpop you won't get me pregnant again!!! and thus shut off the sex.
Grandpop being the MAN that he was went looking elsewhere and found Betty who was in all probability beyond birthing years for Dad remained an only child.
They divorced, which was virtually unheard of at that time 1939-40? She moved in with her sister in Ventura and met a man (can't remember his first name ??? Diekman). We always called him Uncle Diek. He was independently wealthy with Standard Oil stocks and Shell too, I think. Oil stocks for sure.
They had a beautiful house in Ventura about two blocks from the ocean front. I remember we could walk to the beach from her house. The last time I saw her I was 15. 1955 Summer. Dad and I spent the weekend with them. The three of us went deep sea fishing and all I caught were Sand Sharks, Uncle Diek started calling me Sharky. We were gone all day and I remember that night clearly it was the first timeI got land sick at the dinner table.
I helped Julia with the dishes and was trying to impress her with my attention to detail by stacking the dinner dishes with the patterns matching. She noticed and said that was the way she always did it too. (Perhaps that was my first taste of OCD!!) ha That was the last time I saw her.
Sometime later (Years) UncleDiek died and Julia sold the house and went back to living with her sister. She died sometime in her eighties and I think is buried inVentura maybe with Uncle Diek???I found it rather interesting that her statistics are not recorded in our Newton Family Tree book. Only the year she married Grandpop.
Love again, Judy
Ok, question now for Judy -- I remember going to Stan's cabin in Bass Lake many times. I have my first memory of having a Shirely Temple drink sitting on a bar stool in the tavern there. Also, I wore out the bottoms to a cotton swimsuit sliding down the rock waterfall by that tavern. This was my first experience with a water slide. I still love them to this day. I guess I am still a water baby.
But once on one summer visit (I was maybe 7 or 8), we went to another lake and cabin with Jesse and Betty, Stan and Lena and Diane. Where was this? I think it was a cabin that Jesse owned. I want to say Shasta, but just can't remember. I do remember a Victor Victrola phonograph with a large trumpet (Dog Listening to his Master's Voice) that you cranked to play 78 records. I remember another picture of the 'Indian' grandmother was here, too. Do you remember anything about this controversy?
