In
my autobiography, I noted that my father, Vernon Russell, had a somewhat
nomadic life when growing up. This story
attempts to piece together that part of his life, using census records, city
directories, and school report cards.
My
father’s parents, Erskine Russell and Vera [Levvy] Russell married in
1914. It is not known how they met, as
he was from Sherman, CT, a town to the NE of New Milford, CT, and she was from
New York City. They were only 20 and 19
respectively when they married. They had
a daughter, Dorothy, in 1916, and a son, my father, in 1920. When my father was born they lived at 754
Norman St. in Bridgeport, CT, but that was their third address on Norman St in
the past few years (they evidently rented and moved frequently).
While
my father was still a preschooler, his parents separated. Erskine went to live with his parents in
Waterbury where his father had moved a few years earlier. Vera remained in Bridgeport.
After
a few years of separation, and possibly for the benefit of their children, they
decided to get back together and for two years (mid-1926 to mid-1928) they
rented a home at 521 Wolcott Rd. in Waterbury.
During this time my father started school, so his first two years of
school were in Waterbury. That trial period
did not work out, and in May they separated again and eventually divorced. Erskine moved back in with his parents (actually
his father and step-mother) and Vera went back to Bridgeport. The last two months of 2nd grade my father attended school in Bridgeport. My father did not see his father again for the next 9+ years.
The
next two years were ones of constantly moving.
During 3rd and 4th grade, while staying in the
same school in Bridgeport (Maplewood School) for two years, the family had six
different addresses. Finally in early
June 1930, Vera married again, to Charles Rogers, a man 30 years her
senior. The family moved to Danbury
which is where Charles lived. When they
moved on June 6th that meant that starting a new school for just the
last few weeks of the school year – a bit traumatic for a nine-year-old.
The
family remained in Danbury for only a year, then during the summer of 1931 they
moved to New Milford. This was the time
of greatest stability in my father’s life as he was able to stay in the New
Milford school system from the beginning of 6th grade until midway
through 11th grade. During these years in New Milford my father often worked on farms in the area on the weekend for extra income. In addition, he spent his summers with his Uncle Joe and Aunt Irene (Vera's sister) on their farm in Roxbury, CT.
Meanwhile,
Erskine also remarried in 1933, to Elizabeth Evans, an English immigrant who
was 10 years his senior. Thus, at the
age of 39, he was finally able to move out from his parents’ home for the last
time.
By
11th grade, Vernon’s step-father was 70 years old (even though his mother
was only 40). For reasons unknown, he
(and his sister) left that home and moved to Waterbury to live with his grandparents,
Louis and Helen Russell. Since Vera and Charles were still living together in New Milford and my father barely knew his grandfather (not having seen him since he moved back to Bridgeport toward the end of 2nd grade), one can only speculate why the change in families. His sister, Dorothy, had just finished high school and got a job in Waterbury, so perhaps that was the best place to look for employment in the depression and she just brought her brother along with her?
He finished the 11th grade and also his senior year at Leavenworth High School (the technical high school in Waterbury) where he received training as a draftsman. After graduation, he remained living with his grandparents. He had also started working in March of that year (probably as an intern) and upon graduation went to work in the same company that Louis and Erskine were working at – Scovill Manufacturing Company. Meanwhile, his sister married a man who lived right around the corner from her grandparents.
He finished the 11th grade and also his senior year at Leavenworth High School (the technical high school in Waterbury) where he received training as a draftsman. After graduation, he remained living with his grandparents. He had also started working in March of that year (probably as an intern) and upon graduation went to work in the same company that Louis and Erskine were working at – Scovill Manufacturing Company. Meanwhile, his sister married a man who lived right around the corner from her grandparents.
(Louis
worked for Scovill from August 1918 until his retirement in August 1945 – at age
74 and just a few months before his passing.
Erskine worked there from 1924 until 1945. My father worked there from March 1939 for 42
years until he took early retirement at the age of 60 and went to work
elsewhere for several years.)
Things
remained that way, even as the US became involved in WWII a few years
later. My father was initially exempt
from the draft because he was working for a defense contractor – their brass
manufacturing being utilized for making military equipment and artillery shells. But in 1944 he was drafted into the US Navy. He left for training in May 1944.
After
training, my father served in the South Pacific. During that time he was corresponding with my
mother, although they were not officially dating or engaged. When his ship was finally decommissioned in
April, 1946, he came home on leave and within a few days asked my mother to
marry him. But meanwhile his home
situation had changed. His
step-grandmother, Helen, had passed away in January, 1945 at the age of 76, and
his grandfather, Louis, had passed away in January 1946, just a few months
before my father came on leave.
It
is not known where my father made his home for that short period of time in
1946 while he was finishing his military service in Brooklyn and visiting my
mother in Waterbury. He had many
relatives in Waterbury (his father and step-mother, his sister and her family,
and other friends from his years of living on Radcliffe Ave.) He was finally released from the service at
the end of May. That summer he bought a
home and land and when they married in September of that year that’s where they
began their married life. After all
those years of a nomadic existence, and never knowing where “home” was going to
be next, my parents lived in the same home for the next 60 years together! They both passed away in the house in Wolcott
– he in 2006 and she in 2012.
I stated above that "It is not known where my father made his home for that short period of time in 1946." I recently ran across a copy of his discharge papers. On them he listed his address as the address of his sister and her family in Waterbury. That address was also only a few blocks from where my mother was living with her family - how convenient! So it appears that is where he stayed for those few short months until they were married.
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