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Thursday, March 28, 2013

Alfred T. Vaughn's Obituary



Friday, July 30, 1999 - Page updated at 12:00 AM

Alfred Tennyson Vaughn; Turned To Poetry Late In Life

Seattle Times Staff Reporter
For his first six decades, Alfred Tennyson Vaughn, named after England's poet laureate, wasn't impressed with poetry.

Instead, he focused on building and operating radio and telegraph equipment for the U.S. Army in Alaska, then doing more modern communications work for Boeing.

Only when he retired did he begin to scribble a little. His first lines were on a restaurant napkin, but the resulting jingle about Seattle won him and his wife a trip to Las Vegas.

He then got serious about his writing. He published poems in magazines and in children's booklets. His letters to editors showed a wry wit, love for things literary and knowledge of the world.

"He was constantly writing or penning things," said his daughter Marilyn Sabo of Bothell. "His mind was always going."

Mr. Vaughn died Sunday (July 25) of cancer. He was 84.

The man many children called "Grandpa," for his age as well as for his warm presence and funny stories, was one of 12 children born to settlers in Entiat, Chelan County.
"Most of 'em were boys, and his mother was running out of names, but she liked poems and named him for (Alfred, Lord) Tennyson," said Sabo.

As a youth, Mr. Vaughn was more interested in the then-emerging technology of radio. He became a communications specialist after enlisting in the Army in the late 1930s. He served during World War II and the Korean War, spending many years at remote installations in Alaska.

He retired from the Army in 1959, went to work for Boeing in Seattle, then retired in 1971.

Through his life ran a thread not only of communications but also of devotion to his Christian faith, expressed in music and hospitality.

Active in his church, he sometimes played hymns such as "Amazing Grace" on the musical saw to the delight of parishioners and people at the missions.

"He used to joke that one side of the saw was `sharp' and the other, `flat,' " said his daughter.

Whenever he saw military personnel at a church service, he invited them home for supper.
And maybe, if the mood was right, he'd share a poem, or jot one on the spot.
Also surviving are his wife of 55 years, Naomi Vaughn of Bellevue; children Wesley Vaughn, Altavista, Va.; Roberta Culberson, Stockbridge, Ga.; and Marie Dusing, Poland, Ind.; 14 grandchildren; and 15 great-grandchildren.

Services are at 3 p.m. tomorrow at Fairview Church of God, 844 N.E. 78th St., Seattle. Donations may go to the church (ZIP: 98115).

Carole Beers' e-mail address iscbeers@seattletimes.com
Copyright (c) 1999 Seattle Times Company, All Rights Reserved.

Monday, July 23, 2012

So blessed that My Mammaw was a woman of strong Faith in the Lord and had a Multi-generational vision for her family!  I miss her every single DAY!

Friday, July 6, 2012

Reminicing The Vaughn Heritage 5


Looking Towards Heaven (Pictured above is a well-loved man, named Dad and Grandpa.)


**Note** This is the fifth of 6 articles that were written by my maternal Grandfather, Alfred Tennyson Vaughn before his death July 25, 1999. I didn't know they existed, until I did some family searching on the net and they came up. They were published in 2000 after his death. Needless to say, since I didn't know these were out there, I was in tears when I saw them. They are a cherished gift from Grandpa, who was a wonderful writer and poet! We love and miss you Grandpa!

REMINISCING
The Vaughn Heritage
by
Alfred Tennyson Vaughn


Editor's note: This week, in the fifth installment of The Vaughn Heritage, we read about the Vaughn School, school discipline and school pranks and games played by the students.


The Vaughn School


Ours was a one-room school. That is, the front entrance was used to store our coats and lunch buckets. In the main room, the teacher's desk, blackboards and a long bench were at the front of the room.
There were two rows of double seats at which lower grades studied. The upper grades were seated by rows in adjacent grades, in single seats. (Students who needed watching usually sat up front.)
At the back were bookcases for the school library. A map case hung above from which desired maps could be pulled down like window blinds. Also in the back was the old Seth Thomas clock with Roman numerals that had to be wound periodically. Lastly, a stove with pipe up to a chimney sat in the back center of the room.
The teacher made a schedule of classes and subjects for students whom she called to sit on the bench by the teacher's desk. A small push-button bell on the desk was used to call out the class periods and to ring for recesses and assembly.
A hand bell was used to call the children into the school at the beginning of each school period.
Last, but not least, was a sturdy ruler or yardstick which served a double purpose. It was used to teach measurements, and for the discipline of unruly and disobedient students. When a student was disciplined at school, they usually got equal time and treatment when they got home.
However, even the consistent rule of discipline was tested at times by some who figured out ways to tease or thwart the teacher.
Usually, one year was all a new teacher could take in a small country school. Either they married one of the local Romeos, or they transferred to another school to look over a new field.
I remember only two teachers who stayed two years or more, and they were both already married; and we considered them the best teachers. Perhaps their experience gave them an advantage over the "smart kids," for it was not long until everything was under control.
There were some tricks that were tried on every new teacher by the "Upper Classmen." One was the secretive placement of rubber bands on the heater when it first got warmed up in fall.
The other took place in spring when wild flowers came into bloom. One brilliantly red flower was appealing to the eye, but when left in a glass to warm in the sun, would radiate pungently rank perfume.
It would take some teachers longer to locate the source of this disagreeable odor because of the deceivingly beautiful blossoms. It was called Skunk Weed for an obvious reason.
Of course the usual tacks appeared on seats of unsuspecting students; spit wads from rubber bands stung the neck of dozing pupils; and notes got passed across the room, sometimes not successfully.
The punishment most often fitted the crime.
The cure for note writing was to have the pupil stand up and read it to the whole room. Love notes were especially interesting and embarrassing. The worst notes usually got the silent treatment with a note from the teacher sent home to parents by a brother or sister.
Two traditions were kept over the years to help the kids get past their spring fever. One was an outing where we competed making lists and gathering samples of wildflowers.
The other took place on a Friday afternoon near the end of the school term.
Three or four older students were chosen to be foxes who would be given a head start out over the hills to an unknown destination. They were to leave trails of paper strips for the "Hounds" who would try to catch up with the foxes. We took lunches along to share at the end of the chase.
Noontime was for a variety of activities by students who teamed up for baseball and other games.
Groups of three to five pupils would create "playhouses" under sheltering evergreens, and become "families," choosing the roles and names they would assume.
The ringing of the handbell five minutes before class time would call everyone back in for the next session of school. Often the teacher would choose a pupil to ring the bell.
Teachers usually supervised games and some even participated, sharing bruises and even broken fingers from catching baseballs without gloves.
Dorothy Harmon was one who enjoyed playing games with the pupils. I didn't know if there was any connection, but, she was my favorite teacher. She promoted me from first into the third grade and later became my sister-in-law.

Monday, July 2, 2012

New Pictures: Mammaw Redwine

Thanks to my cousin Dick Bennett, (his grandmother was Mammaw Redwine's twin sister, Ida), I have some new photos of Mammaw Redwine that I haven't seen before.  With the fascinating world of genetics, I am struck by how much she looks like her daughter & My Mammaw Culberson!






Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Genealogy, history & kids

Several years ago (when our oldest was in 5th grade) we were living in Alabama and we started to study a year in the Civil War (that's what our boys interest was at the time.....yes we do homeschool :) I wanted them to have a tangible way to develop memories, yet get involved in Genealogy, bring in the history and learn!  So we started a Civil War Scrapbook for the kids.




Now we started this in the 5th grade (our oldest son just graduated HS) but it was an ongoing project as we visited places.  You know as a homeschooling family, we couldn't resist planning out trips & vacations around historical sites :)  That's the beauty of it all!  Anyways we helped to build their scrapbook.  One section was their field trips that were centered on the Civil War. At first I had them hand write out their narration of their trip but then there were errors and it was hard with a pen.  So then we taught them to type on the computer and we printed off their narration.  That not only help with "neatness" but also if we had to raise the font number on the print we could or if we had to make it smaller, we could.



The next section is labeled "My family in the Civil War".  We went through our genealogy and found photos and info on their family members that fought throughout the Civil War and on both sides too.  That was fun especially when you find out one grandfather fought in the same battle as another but one was on the Union side and the other was on the Confederate side.


This is Elisha Riley Williams.  My husband's GGG Grandfather who fought in the Civil War on the Union Side. He fought at Vicksburg, MS.

Then there's James Ambers Washington Cook (top left) who fought on the Confederate side for the Confederates.  He was my GGG grandfather.  

This is George Herzog.  He was my GGG grandfather.  We have his photo here with his enlistment and discharge papers. (if you follow his link, you will also see him in his uniform from the Civil War with his medals.  We were unable to fit it into the Scrapbook as the photo came later).



The last section was their favorite men in the Civil War.  They gathered photos (their favorites).  We also had a homeschool group in AL where we did a living history day.  The kids would dress up in character and give a report on their favorite person.  You can see that year our son did Stonewall Jackson.  I shrunk the report down to fit onto the page.  Below is a photo of him dressed up :)

I hope this helps you guys understand how to use homeschooling, scrapbooking, history, Genealogy and FUN all rolled into one.  Let me know if you have any comments or questions!


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Wordless Wednesdays: The Spoons



These old spoons belong to the Hand family.  George R. Hand was my great-great-great grandfather.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Talented Tuesdays: Our Poet

It's Talented Tuesdays over at Geneabloggers.



Alfred Tennyson Vaughn was my paternal grandfather.  He was so talented.  Not only was he a terrific hunter, provider for the family, 23 year career Army Soldier, Godly man, full of wonderful wisdom, but also a poet, a writer, a HAM radio operator and could fix anything.  We have books, folders and filing shelves FULL of his writings and poetry.

6 months after his death from cancer, July 25, 1999, I stirred back up my genealogy search and was "back at it" again.  During the time before his death, he had written a series of 6 stories.  These stories were of he & his family growing up in Entiat, WA (outside of Wenatchee).  They were of how they were pioneers for the state of Washington and how his father helped to make Washington into statehood.  He was an AMAZING writer, but here's the deal.  NO ONE knew of these stories until I told them about them.  No one knew that Grandpa had done this until I googled his name.  What an incredibly AMAZING gift.  All this to say, I beg of you, PLEASE interview your family members.   Get those stories.  Preserve those stories for the future and the future generations.  When your family members are gone, the stories go along with them!  I am posting these stories weekly.  You can read part 1, part 2, part 3 and part 4 so far.  I will post the latter two in the next couple of weeks.