Marilyn Hagerty: Happy 107th birthday, Clarabell
Dear Clarabell Demers, Your friends around Grafton tell me that you are turning 107 on Friday. They say you have given up bowling, which you enjoyed even when you were 106. Well, time marches on. And I guess you are pretty good at marching with i...
Dear Clarabell Demers,
Your friends around Grafton tell me that you are turning 107 on Friday. They say you have given up bowling, which you enjoyed even when you were 106.
Well, time marches on. And I guess you are pretty good at marching with it. I would like to join in wishing you happy birthday.
They say you belong to Unity Hospital's auxiliary. And you show up at all the meetings. You live alone in the same apartment in Grafton where I visited you when you were just a kid of 103. I thought it was pretty noteworthy that you were still bowling then.
I talked with your granddaughter, Leanne Campbell, and your friend, Janet Wysocki. They remember you were always working. Leanne says you were never one to sit around and let the dust settle under your feet. Janet remembers you did a lot of yard work and were always doing a lot of stuff outside.
They tell me your husband, Fredrick, died in 1979. Didn't you help him run the bar in Oakwood for a while?
Your son, Don Demers, remembers that you were fairly strict. Those who know you best love you and respect your way of life.
It sounds as though you have led a busy, rich life around Oakwood and Grafton. And even though others help with the heavy lifting, you still do your own dusting and laundry. You still get out and about.
You'll be celebrating your birthday with family members. And I see you also are going to the gala Friday at St. John's Catholic Church. They will be supporting efforts to build a school at a sister parish in Haiti.
I wish you good health and happiness. I join all those who know you with congratulations on a life you are living well. You set an example and a goal for those coming up behind you.
All best wishes, Marilyn
P.S.: Since this is Halloween, I have stocked up on little candy bars. I don't know how many kids will be around. When I was a child, there was no such thing as "tricks or treats." Some of the older boys went out tipping over toilet houses or soaping windows.
Nowadays. I just hunt up some Mr. Goodbars to give to little kids in the neighborhood.