The story continues with the second journal. This is an entry from her personal diary, by Elizabeth Lancaster Carsey 80-years-ago. Click here to read more.
Left for Tatum about 2 P.M. after fooling around and getting everyone paid up! Charlotte Klyng went with us to Tatum to visit her mother from there. We stayed with Joyce – Went out to Mr. Teague’s ranch with Levron Montieth and some nut who was drunk (?) but we didn’t know it till later
Got two letters from home and ones from Jonathon and Dit. Reread this diary. Wouldn’t give a farm – nor a whole estate for it! Mrs. Henderson asked me to take the organ. I played for choir practice.
Here is what else was happening 80-years-ago today.
Packed and moved – Went to church – Bernard took me home after church.
Here is what else was happening 80-years-ago-today.
And check out the Escape from Mexico page – the refugee train pulls out of San Pedro and a wondrous miracle baby born in the midst of war. Must read!
7,000 police and guardsmen were dispatched to London’s Hyde Park, looking to head off any potential violence on the occasion of a rally by 1,200 members of Oswald Mosley‘s British Union of Fascists. About 8,000 to 9,000 anti-fascists and onlookers also turned out, but the police cordon was so thick that no one on the outside of it could hear the speeches. A total of eighteen arrests were made, mostly for disorderly conduct.
(no entry) We know she is spending time with family in El Paso and preparing for the move to Roswell for her second teaching job.
A little bit to look forward to in the coming months – she hopes to get her own apartment in Roswell – it’s harder than you think. And you’ve heard of school overcrowding – wait until you find out how many students are in her homeroom class!
Here’s what else was happening 80-years-ago today:
In an address to 2,000 Catholic nurses, Pope Pius XI commented on the Abyssinia Crisis by saying, “A war of sheer conquest and nothing else would certainly be an unjust war. It ought, therefore, to be unimaginable – a thing sad and horrible beyond expression. An unjust war is unthinkable. We cannot admit its possibility, and we deliberately reject it … if it be true that the need for expansion and the need for frontier defence do exist, then we cannot forbid ourselves from hoping that the need will be met by means other than war.”
A crowd protests the courts closing The Caravan Club, a gay friendly club in London.
Some more about the W.A. Carsey Family.
Elizabeth and Arnold married in 1938. They celebrated 47 wedding anniversaries before Arnold died of a stroke. They have four children – all boys. Weldon Alan was born in 1939 and earned a BA in Electrical Engineering from the University of NM. Norman was born a year later and attended the University of NM before going into business with his father and Alan in Flagstaff, AZ. Alan went on to purchase a campground in Maine and Norman retired from the Westinghouse Nuclear Facility in New Mexico. Frank came along in 1943. He and younger brother Tommy, born in 1946, went on to earn PHD’s. Frank earned his Doctorate in Physics from UCLA. He worked on experiments in Antarctica. Before retiring, he was published in several scientific journals and even appeared in two scientific documentary’s. Tom has been published in many journals as well for his research for NOAA in the Coastal Ecosystem Group and Ocean Chemistry. Grandma was so proud of her son’s. She said she was only waiting for one to receive a Nobel Prize!
Obviously intelligence was not on short order in the Carsey household, with two teachers at the helm, it was probably expected. Please remember, Grandma taught Spanish and English – they were probably the only scientists and engineers with proper grammar!
Throughout their childhood, the Lancaster siblings were also a strong influence for the Carsey boys. They grew up knowing their aunts, uncles and cousins. Many keep in touch to this day. In fact, since I grew up in the same town as my grandparents, I was also privy to the Lancaster’s special connection. We would often attend celebrations where the group would open up singing “Hallelujah” at the top of their lungs – often with wine glasses raised in the air for a toast! Such love and fun!