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Harry Lewis and Ada Pearl Drennen McCardell
For several years of their married life, Ada and Harry lived north of Rising Sun in PA. Than sometime when their boys were practically grown, around 1920, they moved into Maryland, south of Rising Sun . They rented a little old brick house, sitting part way up Stubbs Hill. Albert worked across the meadow at the Sheffield Creamery, and Dad (Mort) went to work with his dad, Harry, to learn the carpentry trade. All of Ada & Harry's married life Harry's relatives from Philadelphia, were frequent visitors. It was nice for them to get out of the city and go to the country. Mort married, Ola Blankenship,in 1929. She came to Rising Sun from Oxford, PA. and waitressed in her sister's and brother-in-law, Mary and Joe McIntire's Restaurant. Ola also roomed with them. After they were married, Mort and Ola moved in with Ada, Harry and Uncle Albert on Stubs Hill. On December 1st, 1930, I, Marian Delores McCardell, was born; than twenty months later, on August 29, 1932, a big boy came along. He weighed in about 11 pounds. They named him Roger Morton McCardell. This little story was told to me about Pop-pop Harry.
Pop-pop Harry's PET MOUSE
Not many people have mice for pets, but I heard this "little tale" about my grandfather,Harry McCardell, when I was very young. It was told to me by my mother or grandmother, maybe both; that every evening, when my grandfather would sit in his favorite chair to read the evening paper, this little mouse would come out, and sit on his shoulder while he read his paper. It isn't like I was told "tall tales" when I was young; this was told to be the truth. I believe it! This would have had to have been when my grandmother didn't own a cat. She usually did. At one time, twenty-three of them!
"Well I think that is cute", Angie, my granddaughter, replied when she viewed this little story on our family web site, "My family.com." I had dedicated this little tale in remembrance of Grandparents Day, back in 2000. I might add that I remember sitting on my Pop-pop's knee, but I don't believe I shared time with his little pet. I have, however, never been afraid of mice.
The following year Harry passed away.
Above from left: Tom Boston; Albert McCardell; Majorie Tophan, behind Albert; Clara Belle Tophan; Ada McCardell; Mary Boston; Mort McCardell, far right and Harry Tophan, in the foreground.
Visitors from Philadelphia were Harry's sisters and perhaps his mother. There would be later, nieces, nephews and other relatives. The folks from "Philly" continued to come to visit after they bought their first automobiles. Al Jennings, Harry's brother-in-law, was the first. Thanks to them also, for bringing along their cameras because our immediate family wasn't much for "new-fangled inventions".
Above: Minnie Toppin, a niece, with Ada's cats
Ada loved cats and it was said she had over twenty at one time.
Albert Jennings McCardell with the family pet, "JACK"
I heard Dad speak of Jack many times. He was a beloved family pet and Dad said they never had another dog after Jack died. He just couldn't be replaced.
Al Jennings, Harry and Ada's nephew.
Irene and Harry Jennings
The family came to Uncle Harry's to play
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Left back row: "Wes" Ferguson, "Bill" McNamee, Wilson McVey, Arthur "Pud" Ryan, Carlton "Carlty" Nickles,
Front Left: "Jimmy" Jennes, Evans Patton, "Mort" McCardell
Photo from Mort McCardell Collection
This group of young men called themselves the "gang", but in NO way can they be associated with the connotation of the word today. They gathered together in their "shack" to plan their activities and just enjoy each other's company. A big agenda they created was travel. As Elizabeth Cooney Hanna, a friend of Bill McNamee's sister, Elizabeth McNamee Ringler, recalls; she and Bill's sister saw them off on one long trip. There will be snaps of this trip forthcoming.
This little shanty, as described in Bill McNamee's history notes, and told to me by my dad, Mort McCardell, is the one where the young men spent much of their time, after work, of coarse. It seems they made their parents very happy by spending their time together planning trips and worthwhile persuits instead of hanging around in the pool room. The pool room was considered very bad for young men. People smoked cigarettes and said bad words in those places. Bill and six of his friends, bought this structure, which resembled a motor home. As he paused to think, he concluded that it was a reporter, probably working for the "Whig", from whom they bought it. They paid $7.00 a piece to call it their own. They borrowed a truck and moved it to their chosen spot. It was a cozy place with a stove and couch, a place where they could stay out of trouble.
The location of this little building was at the bottom of Stubbs Hill coming into Rising Sun. Turning left into Brookview Cemetery Lane, it was located next lot on the left along the little brook that ran through the property. At the time of Bill's writing this, he states, "only one person is still alive.....Mort McCardell. Mort died in 1989.
left to right: Arthur "Pud" Ryan, Unknown, Carlton Nichols, Wes Ferguson, Mort McCardell
Standing left to right: Howard Wilson (Bill's uncle), Emma McNamee (Bill's Mother), Miss Pocohontas Reed and Frank Davis (family friends). Seated front to back. Bill McNamee, Katherine Kirk, and Maude Kirk (Maude Ashby).
After 83 years of his life, Bill McNamee's reminiscence of his early years takes him back to the family farm in Upper Principio, where he spent the first nine years of his life. Like a lot of farm kids, Bill recalls, "I had an animal to take under my wing and raise. I loved that little calf. I even built it a house. Then one day a man came along to buy my little calf. It broke my heart!" Being able to laugh at it, as he told of his heart break, years later; he said "I took croquet balls and threw at him." Bill still remembers his first day of school. Marion School, a one room school house, was located on Red Toad Rd. As many old-timers lamented to their children, they had to walk a mile to school, Bill did also; one mile each way. The teacher gave him a slate and a slate pencil..........no tablets in those days. He remembers how the pencils on the slates sounded like a pack of woodpeckers pecking away. At recess young Bill and his friends would play with clay marbles, leaving behind traces of black knuckles. Everybody carried a lunch bucket and it always contained a hard-boiled egg. In order for the boys to show off for the girls, they would crack their eggs on the top of their heads.
In 1915 the McNamee family moved to Rising Sun. Bill attended the Tome School in Port Deposit. In order to catch a train for his desired schedule of the day, he had to rise early enough to wash, dress, and eat before catching the 6:02 A.M. train. He would arrive in Port Deposit at 6:35A.M. and that would leave him with two hours to fill, before school started.
What to do? Like most boys, he and his friends made very wise decisions. They had forthought enough to slip in their bathing suit, along with their other school paraphernalia, and they had a golden opportunity to take a swim in the Susquehanna River. When the weather was not so appealing for a dip, they would fish, play tennis, or just hike around. The school day was long and they would not arrive home until 4:45 P.M.
Bill said his teachers were all great, but he remembers Cedric Lewis fondly. He was patient with Bill and when Bill took his college entrance exam he made a 95 in a subject, "I thought I'd never learn.....math!"
This information was taken from notes Bill McNamee himself has left with the town of Rising Sun, Md. to hopefully someday be published.