~Written in Memory Of My Aunt Virginia~
Virginia Lee Milster, Born on October 13, 1918, to Letha and Harry Milster, in St. Louis, Missouri. She was their first born, a beautiful baby with blonde hair and green eyes. My mother told me many stories of them growing up. She and my mother got along very well together. Being the oldest of nine children I know she was a big help to her mother and probably wished that she could have played more.
She fell in love and married a handsome man named Jay Davidson, at around the age of 16 or 17. I remember seeing pictures of them on a visit to Washington, DC., in her picture collection. That marriage ended in divorce some years later. She never forgot Jay and I believe that she wished somehow that marriage could have worked.
During the war she moved to California and worked at Douglas Aircraft, her role as, "Rosie the Riveter" (that was how they were referred to back then)in the Long Beach, CA plant. During the war many young women were drawn to work in the aircraft industry; helping in the war effort. After the war she married for the second time. This marriage soon proved to be one of mental and physical abuse. Her family worried about her very much. Finally, she realized that she couldn't stay in this marriage and divorced.
While on a bus trip back to visit family in Missouri, she meet the driver of the bus. He invited her to lunch during a stop along the way. He was very nice and told her that he would like to see her on her way back home to California. He gave her his number and said please give me a call. She was attracted to him as well, but not sure if she would call him. On her way back to California, she did call him on her stop over in Albuquerque, NM., where he lived. He came and picked her up and showed her around. A few days later he said he wanted her to meet his grown son's; they were away at college, so they drove there and she met them. She was very taken with his kindness, gentleness and caring ways. She always said, "He was such a gentleman." We were soon to find that out as well. Though he had been divorced for several years, I remember our family thought things were moving too fast. She came home and told my parents of their plans. She was a grown women, after all, and they couldn't tell her what to do or how to live her life. Norm Roberts had ask her to marry him and move to Albuquerque. One of his son's came out and help move her there. They were married and spend many happy years living in Albuquerque. She loved the area and the people. I remember well, of her taking us to some of her favorite spots while visiting there as a child. After Uncle Norm retired from the Greyhound Bus Company. Their plan was to move out to California, as they wanted to be closer to Aunt Ginnie's family and the doctors thought living in a lower altitude would be better for Uncle Norm's health. So they did just that. We always felt very close to Aunt Ginnie and Uncle Norm. They were very warm, loving, and caring couple. They loved having a good time and laughed easily. After several years in California. Norm was diagnosed with cancer. He fought a hard battle, but eventually lost that battle. This was a sad time for Aunt Ginnie and all of us.
After being a widow for a couple of years, she met a man named Lenard Knight, quite by accident. After dating for awhile and getting to know one another they married and eventually moved to Boone, Iowa, as some of his family lived there. Our family also thought the world of Len. This was a happy marriage. Each summer they planted a garden and gave away what they couldn't can or use. They made many friends while living there. I remember us getting letter's that were fifteen and twenty pages long. Telling us of all they were doing and the many happenings, I really enjoying reading them. They later moved to Horseshoe Bend, Missouri. She and Len were very active in their church there. They worked hard and took part in contributing to the building of that lovely church. Each week they meet at the seniors social, played music and sang. They traveled to other areas to play and sing with other seniors. She played the organ and he played the guitar, and they both sang. They had many friends that they enjoyed during this time. I last saw my Aunt Ginnie and Uncle Len in the summer of 2001. He was in ill health. They still played and sang for us during our visit with them. Len passed away the next year. His ashes were scattered in the Ozarks of Missouri, a place they both loved very much. Virginia's brother Bill, as well as other family member became concerned for her well being. My Uncle Bill moved her to his home and eventually to a rest home, in Bonne Terre, Missouri. Where she passed away in January of 2006. I will always remember my Aunt Ginnie, for I have many happy memories of times spent with her, I always felt her love. She was fun to be around and good to me. She could tell many a good story. She should have been a writer; I was always captivated by her stories. She was loving, caring and kind to all her nieces and nephews. We miss you and love you...until we meet again, rest peacefully with the Lord, good and faithful servant.
Virginia Lee Milster, Born on October 13, 1918, to Letha and Harry Milster, in St. Louis, Missouri. She was their first born, a beautiful baby with blonde hair and green eyes. My mother told me many stories of them growing up. She and my mother got along very well together. Being the oldest of nine children I know she was a big help to her mother and probably wished that she could have played more.
She fell in love and married a handsome man named Jay Davidson, at around the age of 16 or 17. I remember seeing pictures of them on a visit to Washington, DC., in her picture collection. That marriage ended in divorce some years later. She never forgot Jay and I believe that she wished somehow that marriage could have worked.
During the war she moved to California and worked at Douglas Aircraft, her role as, "Rosie the Riveter" (that was how they were referred to back then)in the Long Beach, CA plant. During the war many young women were drawn to work in the aircraft industry; helping in the war effort. After the war she married for the second time. This marriage soon proved to be one of mental and physical abuse. Her family worried about her very much. Finally, she realized that she couldn't stay in this marriage and divorced.
While on a bus trip back to visit family in Missouri, she meet the driver of the bus. He invited her to lunch during a stop along the way. He was very nice and told her that he would like to see her on her way back home to California. He gave her his number and said please give me a call. She was attracted to him as well, but not sure if she would call him. On her way back to California, she did call him on her stop over in Albuquerque, NM., where he lived. He came and picked her up and showed her around. A few days later he said he wanted her to meet his grown son's; they were away at college, so they drove there and she met them. She was very taken with his kindness, gentleness and caring ways. She always said, "He was such a gentleman." We were soon to find that out as well. Though he had been divorced for several years, I remember our family thought things were moving too fast. She came home and told my parents of their plans. She was a grown women, after all, and they couldn't tell her what to do or how to live her life. Norm Roberts had ask her to marry him and move to Albuquerque. One of his son's came out and help move her there. They were married and spend many happy years living in Albuquerque. She loved the area and the people. I remember well, of her taking us to some of her favorite spots while visiting there as a child. After Uncle Norm retired from the Greyhound Bus Company. Their plan was to move out to California, as they wanted to be closer to Aunt Ginnie's family and the doctors thought living in a lower altitude would be better for Uncle Norm's health. So they did just that. We always felt very close to Aunt Ginnie and Uncle Norm. They were very warm, loving, and caring couple. They loved having a good time and laughed easily. After several years in California. Norm was diagnosed with cancer. He fought a hard battle, but eventually lost that battle. This was a sad time for Aunt Ginnie and all of us.
After being a widow for a couple of years, she met a man named Lenard Knight, quite by accident. After dating for awhile and getting to know one another they married and eventually moved to Boone, Iowa, as some of his family lived there. Our family also thought the world of Len. This was a happy marriage. Each summer they planted a garden and gave away what they couldn't can or use. They made many friends while living there. I remember us getting letter's that were fifteen and twenty pages long. Telling us of all they were doing and the many happenings, I really enjoying reading them. They later moved to Horseshoe Bend, Missouri. She and Len were very active in their church there. They worked hard and took part in contributing to the building of that lovely church. Each week they meet at the seniors social, played music and sang. They traveled to other areas to play and sing with other seniors. She played the organ and he played the guitar, and they both sang. They had many friends that they enjoyed during this time. I last saw my Aunt Ginnie and Uncle Len in the summer of 2001. He was in ill health. They still played and sang for us during our visit with them. Len passed away the next year. His ashes were scattered in the Ozarks of Missouri, a place they both loved very much. Virginia's brother Bill, as well as other family member became concerned for her well being. My Uncle Bill moved her to his home and eventually to a rest home, in Bonne Terre, Missouri. Where she passed away in January of 2006. I will always remember my Aunt Ginnie, for I have many happy memories of times spent with her, I always felt her love. She was fun to be around and good to me. She could tell many a good story. She should have been a writer; I was always captivated by her stories. She was loving, caring and kind to all her nieces and nephews. We miss you and love you...until we meet again, rest peacefully with the Lord, good and faithful servant.
~Written in Memory Of My Aunt Virginia~
Virginia Lee Milster, Born on October 13, 1918, to Letha and Harry Milster, in St. Louis, Missouri. She was their first born, a beautiful baby with blonde hair and green eyes. My mother told me many stories of them growing up. She and my mother got along very well together. Being the oldest of nine children I know she was a big help to her mother and probably wished that she could have played more.
She fell in love and married a handsome man named Jay Davidson, at around the age of 16 or 17. I remember seeing pictures of them on a visit to Washington, DC., in her picture collection. That marriage ended in divorce some years later. She never forgot Jay and I believe that she wished somehow that marriage could have worked.
During the war she moved to California and worked at Douglas Aircraft, her role as, "Rosie the Riveter" (that was how they were referred to back then)in the Long Beach, CA plant. During the war many young women were drawn to work in the aircraft industry; helping in the war effort. After the war she married for the second time. This marriage soon proved to be one of mental and physical abuse. Her family worried about her very much. Finally, she realized that she couldn't stay in this marriage and divorced.
While on a bus trip back to visit family in Missouri, she meet the driver of the bus. He invited her to lunch during a stop along the way. He was very nice and told her that he would like to see her on her way back home to California. He gave her his number and said please give me a call. She was attracted to him as well, but not sure if she would call him. On her way back to California, she did call him on her stop over in Albuquerque, NM., where he lived. He came and picked her up and showed her around. A few days later he said he wanted her to meet his grown son's; they were away at college, so they drove there and she met them. She was very taken with his kindness, gentleness and caring ways. She always said, "He was such a gentleman." We were soon to find that out as well. Though he had been divorced for several years, I remember our family thought things were moving too fast. She came home and told my parents of their plans. She was a grown women, after all, and they couldn't tell her what to do or how to live her life. Norm Roberts had ask her to marry him and move to Albuquerque. One of his son's came out and help move her there. They were married and spend many happy years living in Albuquerque. She loved the area and the people. I remember well, of her taking us to some of her favorite spots while visiting there as a child. After Uncle Norm retired from the Greyhound Bus Company. Their plan was to move out to California, as they wanted to be closer to Aunt Ginnie's family and the doctors thought living in a lower altitude would be better for Uncle Norm's health. So they did just that. We always felt very close to Aunt Ginnie and Uncle Norm. They were very warm, loving, and caring couple. They loved having a good time and laughed easily. After several years in California. Norm was diagnosed with cancer. He fought a hard battle, but eventually lost that battle. This was a sad time for Aunt Ginnie and all of us.
After being a widow for a couple of years, she met a man named Lenard Knight, quite by accident. After dating for awhile and getting to know one another they married and eventually moved to Boone, Iowa, as some of his family lived there. Our family also thought the world of Len. This was a happy marriage. Each summer they planted a garden and gave away what they couldn't can or use. They made many friends while living there. I remember us getting letter's that were fifteen and twenty pages long. Telling us of all they were doing and the many happenings, I really enjoying reading them. They later moved to Horseshoe Bend, Missouri. She and Len were very active in their church there. They worked hard and took part in contributing to the building of that lovely church. Each week they meet at the seniors social, played music and sang. They traveled to other areas to play and sing with other seniors. She played the organ and he played the guitar, and they both sang. They had many friends that they enjoyed during this time. I last saw my Aunt Ginnie and Uncle Len in the summer of 2001. He was in ill health. They still played and sang for us during our visit with them. Len passed away the next year. His ashes were scattered in the Ozarks of Missouri, a place they both loved very much. Virginia's brother Bill, as well as other family member became concerned for her well being. My Uncle Bill moved her to his home and eventually to a rest home, in Bonne Terre, Missouri. Where she passed away in January of 2006. I will always remember my Aunt Ginnie, for I have many happy memories of times spent with her, I always felt her love. She was fun to be around and good to me. She could tell many a good story. She should have been a writer; I was always captivated by her stories. She was loving, caring and kind to all her nieces and nephews. We miss you and love you...until we meet again, rest peacefully with the Lord, good and faithful servant.
Virginia Lee Milster, Born on October 13, 1918, to Letha and Harry Milster, in St. Louis, Missouri. She was their first born, a beautiful baby with blonde hair and green eyes. My mother told me many stories of them growing up. She and my mother got along very well together. Being the oldest of nine children I know she was a big help to her mother and probably wished that she could have played more.
She fell in love and married a handsome man named Jay Davidson, at around the age of 16 or 17. I remember seeing pictures of them on a visit to Washington, DC., in her picture collection. That marriage ended in divorce some years later. She never forgot Jay and I believe that she wished somehow that marriage could have worked.
During the war she moved to California and worked at Douglas Aircraft, her role as, "Rosie the Riveter" (that was how they were referred to back then)in the Long Beach, CA plant. During the war many young women were drawn to work in the aircraft industry; helping in the war effort. After the war she married for the second time. This marriage soon proved to be one of mental and physical abuse. Her family worried about her very much. Finally, she realized that she couldn't stay in this marriage and divorced.
While on a bus trip back to visit family in Missouri, she meet the driver of the bus. He invited her to lunch during a stop along the way. He was very nice and told her that he would like to see her on her way back home to California. He gave her his number and said please give me a call. She was attracted to him as well, but not sure if she would call him. On her way back to California, she did call him on her stop over in Albuquerque, NM., where he lived. He came and picked her up and showed her around. A few days later he said he wanted her to meet his grown son's; they were away at college, so they drove there and she met them. She was very taken with his kindness, gentleness and caring ways. She always said, "He was such a gentleman." We were soon to find that out as well. Though he had been divorced for several years, I remember our family thought things were moving too fast. She came home and told my parents of their plans. She was a grown women, after all, and they couldn't tell her what to do or how to live her life. Norm Roberts had ask her to marry him and move to Albuquerque. One of his son's came out and help move her there. They were married and spend many happy years living in Albuquerque. She loved the area and the people. I remember well, of her taking us to some of her favorite spots while visiting there as a child. After Uncle Norm retired from the Greyhound Bus Company. Their plan was to move out to California, as they wanted to be closer to Aunt Ginnie's family and the doctors thought living in a lower altitude would be better for Uncle Norm's health. So they did just that. We always felt very close to Aunt Ginnie and Uncle Norm. They were very warm, loving, and caring couple. They loved having a good time and laughed easily. After several years in California. Norm was diagnosed with cancer. He fought a hard battle, but eventually lost that battle. This was a sad time for Aunt Ginnie and all of us.
After being a widow for a couple of years, she met a man named Lenard Knight, quite by accident. After dating for awhile and getting to know one another they married and eventually moved to Boone, Iowa, as some of his family lived there. Our family also thought the world of Len. This was a happy marriage. Each summer they planted a garden and gave away what they couldn't can or use. They made many friends while living there. I remember us getting letter's that were fifteen and twenty pages long. Telling us of all they were doing and the many happenings, I really enjoying reading them. They later moved to Horseshoe Bend, Missouri. She and Len were very active in their church there. They worked hard and took part in contributing to the building of that lovely church. Each week they meet at the seniors social, played music and sang. They traveled to other areas to play and sing with other seniors. She played the organ and he played the guitar, and they both sang. They had many friends that they enjoyed during this time. I last saw my Aunt Ginnie and Uncle Len in the summer of 2001. He was in ill health. They still played and sang for us during our visit with them. Len passed away the next year. His ashes were scattered in the Ozarks of Missouri, a place they both loved very much. Virginia's brother Bill, as well as other family member became concerned for her well being. My Uncle Bill moved her to his home and eventually to a rest home, in Bonne Terre, Missouri. Where she passed away in January of 2006. I will always remember my Aunt Ginnie, for I have many happy memories of times spent with her, I always felt her love. She was fun to be around and good to me. She could tell many a good story. She should have been a writer; I was always captivated by her stories. She was loving, caring and kind to all her nieces and nephews. We miss you and love you...until we meet again, rest peacefully with the Lord, good and faithful servant.
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Her wishes for cremation and ashes to be scattered on her father's grave were granted.
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