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December 27, 2022 at 5:14 pm
Laura,
You may not remember me. I think you came once to Opelika, AL for a visit.
Your grandfather (Wallace) and my daddy (Bill or William) were classmates at Harvard back in the 1920s. As young adults they decided to take a canoeing trip on the St. Lawrence. I don’t know how long the trip was but it was probably very exciting and a bonding experience. There are pictures but I don’t know where they are. Through their adult life there were trips to Hartford and to Opelika. I was a young girl for one of the trips. I was introduced to your grandparents as Uncle Wallace and Aunt Van. Maybe that was the Southern way of doing things but I think Cy called my parents Uncle Bill and Aunt Evlyn.
On this trip it was my first meeting with Cy and his brother (Christopher?). He was probably about ten years older than I. Maybe I was 10 years old and Cy was 20 years old. He had such gentlemanly manners as did your grandparents. It was a beautiful house connected to a silo. Daddy and Uncle Wallace enjoyed each other’s company with jokes and laughter. I digress.
I don’t know at what age your grandparents died but, I think, before my Daddy did in 1967. Cy flew down for the funeral. Even at my age then, I appreciated the effort he went to in flying down. I think he was able to help my mother with some finances at that time. A long distance friendship continued off and on since then. The last we talked may have been a year ago.
He was very proud of you and your accomplishments. I was invited to your wedding (at the Harvard Club?) in New York but was unable to get there. It is a regret that I couldn’t make that happen. He was proud of the wedding and thought you were a beautiful bride. He was just as excited about the twins. While he may have been on the west coast and you on the east coast, he would keep me posted on what was going on in your life.
I know the celebration of his life will be a wonderful tribute. He was much loved.
Lucinda Samford Cannon
You may not remember me. I think you came once to Opelika, AL for a visit.
Your grandfather (Wallace) and my daddy (Bill or William) were classmates at Harvard back in the 1920s. As young adults they decided to take a canoeing trip on the St. Lawrence. I don’t know how long the trip was but it was probably very exciting and a bonding experience. There are pictures but I don’t know where they are. Through their adult life there were trips to Hartford and to Opelika. I was a young girl for one of the trips. I was introduced to your grandparents as Uncle Wallace and Aunt Van. Maybe that was the Southern way of doing things but I think Cy called my parents Uncle Bill and Aunt Evlyn.
On this trip it was my first meeting with Cy and his brother (Christopher?). He was probably about ten years older than I. Maybe I was 10 years old and Cy was 20 years old. He had such gentlemanly manners as did your grandparents. It was a beautiful house connected to a silo. Daddy and Uncle Wallace enjoyed each other’s company with jokes and laughter. I digress.
I don’t know at what age your grandparents died but, I think, before my Daddy did in 1967. Cy flew down for the funeral. Even at my age then, I appreciated the effort he went to in flying down. I think he was able to help my mother with some finances at that time. A long distance friendship continued off and on since then. The last we talked may have been a year ago.
He was very proud of you and your accomplishments. I was invited to your wedding (at the Harvard Club?) in New York but was unable to get there. It is a regret that I couldn’t make that happen. He was proud of the wedding and thought you were a beautiful bride. He was just as excited about the twins. While he may have been on the west coast and you on the east coast, he would keep me posted on what was going on in your life.
I know the celebration of his life will be a wonderful tribute. He was much loved.
Lucinda Samford Cannon
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