100 Years Ago Today….

Edith Marie (Wegener) Weller gave birth to her first child,
my grandmother, Edith June Weller on June 1, 1914 in New York, NY. She was called “June”. She grew up in
Manhattan and went to Katharine Gibbs Secretarial School.
She later moved to Montclair, New Jersey with
her parents.
I never knew her as an adult. I was in high school when she passed. I wish I would have asked her more questions.
I remember that she wore White Shoulders perfume and loved Julio Iglesias. She thought he was “dreamy”. She would light up and start singing whenever he came on the radio. She taught me how to play poker and
introduced me to chocolate flavored soda.
She loved the ocean and taking her children and grandchildren to the beach. She taught her granddaughters how to get picked up by a lifeguard at the beach – literally.
She wasn’t known for her cooking, but she did make a killer pot roast. Whenever we planned to visit her, she would ask us what we wanted for dinner (even though she already knew the answer). We usually could smell it walking in her door.
There was a lot I did not know about my grandmother’s life
until the genealogy bug bit me. We had
similarities in our own personal life experiences that I did not realize until
years after my father passed.

Her father
died February 26, 1939, later that same year on October 6th she married
my grandfather, Hugh D. Turner. Her brother gave her away.

Sixty-one years later, my father passed on February
29, 2000, later that same year on October 8th I was married. My brothers gave me away. History has a way of repeating itself even when
we don’t know it’s happening.
I sit here today and watch my two children play in the back
yard, something I know she did. Today is a little
different for me, because today I’m wearing White Shoulders and thinking I wish I knew what
the secret to her pot roast was.
Happy Birthday Grandma Turner!


