Showing posts with label Bricker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bricker. Show all posts

Thursday, April 2, 2015

A to Z April Challenge: B is for Bricker


“We need to get together more often and not at a funeral.” How many times have you and a cousin said that? Funerals are much like a family reunion. You can learn a lot about a family just by looking at who showed up. Using my grandparents’ guest books and sympathy cards, I’ll be exploring “Who came to the funeral?

is for Bricker, Luna Florence Escue Bricker, to be precise.

Florence was the daughter of Harry W. Escue and his first wife Sallie Florence Drummond. Florence didn’t become a member of the family until her widowed father married my maternal grandfather’s cousin Mattie Coleman. But Florence was familiar with my family all her life. After all, she grew up next door to my maternal grandmother’s home on Fourth Street in Shenandoah, Virginia. So it’s really no surprise that Florence attended the funeral of my grandfather, Orvin Davis in October 1963. It is also no surprise that she arrived to the funeral with her stepmother’s sisters, Reba Coleman Morris and Minnie Coleman Maiden. 

Florence was born in Shenandoah, Virginia in 1894, making her just a few years older than her future step-cousins. In 1911, she married railroad worker Willard H. Bricker, and the two made their home next door to her father Harry Escue. 
 
Escue and Bricker homes Shenandoah, Virginia http://jollettetc.blogspot.com
Image snipped from Google Maps
Escue home on the left (white)
Bricker home on the right (brown)
Florence and Willard had a son in 1912 and twin daughters in 1916. Eight years later, Florence’s father Harry married Mattie Coleman. With only twelve years difference in age, Florence and Mattie were probably more like sisters than step-mother/step-daughter.

Florence’s attendance at the funeral shows me there was an emotional and caring connection to her step-family and their cousins. She was an adult, a mother in fact, when she became part of the family. When she signed my grandfather’s guest book, she had been a widow for nine years. Perhaps she saw herself as someone who could offer comfort and encouragement to my grandmother.
 
Card attached to floral remembrance

Florence Bricker died at the age of 87 and is buried in the  Coverstone Cemetery in Shenandoah, Virginia where the Colemans, Davises, and other cousins are also buried.

Photo courtesy of Jan Hensley on Findagrave.com

Photo courtesy of Jan Hensley on Findagrave.com

  
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