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{32380} Inez May (FRAZIER) WALDRON
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May, (as she was called) was a birthright Quaker. She spent her young childhood growing up in the mortuary owned by her father, who was a mortician and professor of anatomy at Michigan State. She used to laugh and tell the stories, with such glee, about how she would roller skate around the bodies in the chapel. Her parents divorced when she was about 7 years old. At that time she, her new little sister JoAnn Ellen, her mother, and grandmother moved to Venice Beach, CA, where she was the only protestant kid in the 'Holy Names' parochial elementary school. She spent the remainder of her childhood in Venice, where she LOVED to body surf with the dolphins, and was very proud to be a beach girl!! She was tall and thin with a great figure, and did modeling in some department store fashion shows until she joined the WAVES of the US NAVY. May was extremely proud of her Navy service, and we grew up with Navy rules!! She was a Store Keeper with a top-secret clearance serving most of her enlistment in Hawaii stationed at Pearl Harbor. Much of her free time was spent as a volunteer at the Aiea Naval Hospital where she would write letters, read to, and just be of service to the men who were wounded during the Japanese attack at Pearl....(of which by the way, my father is a Pearl Harbor Survivor). A few years later, she received a letter of Commendation from President Harry Truman for her volunteer work at the hospital.
After her Navy discharge, she returned to the Venice Santa Monica area where she got a job at the Telephone Company as an Operator, and worked herself up to a Right-of-Way Officer. She met my father ...(Dad's room mate was my Mothers brother-in-law's cousin).... anyway they were introduced, and were married about 4 months after meeting. They married 1 December 1949 in Venice. My Aunt Jo, who is with us today, was her Maid of Honor. They moved to La Habra, CA where we lived for several years. My dad opened a print shop called Arrow Printing. My mom was the girl Friday that did the bookkeeping, money collecting, and let me tell you, she was good at collecting the money!! She did whatever needed to be done at the shop as well as sewing our dresses, making the most beautiful cakes ever created, keeping the house, and gardening. Later we moved to Orange, and mom continued to do all the accounting, billing, and going to small claims court to get what was owed to the shop. She was not shy about asking for what was hers, and she had the drive, spunk, chutzpah, determination, and charm to get it. She was a member of the Business & Professional Women of Orange County for many years. My parents sold the business, retired and moved to Joshua Tree where mom actively delved into her hobbies of genealogy, quilting, and gardening. About 16 years ago they moved to Madera where my father continues to reside. Mother continued her quilting hobby, she was a member of the Madera Quilters Guild until her Alzheimer's slowly took away her ability to do the thing she loved to do. She converted to Catholicism and received her sacraments in 2000. Mom often remarked how she thought she was "losing her mind", and how afraid she was... I reminded her that it wasn't her fault, she wasn't losing her mind and that she was just born with this unfortunate illness; that seemed to give her a little peace. She spent the last 3 years in a convalescent home after she fell and broke her hip. She was an avid reader, a walking history book, and was very proud of her colorful & inspiring ancestors. She never met a stranger. She loved chocolate, red hair, roses, the color blue, the ocean, her sister, dear old friends, her two daughters and mostly "Eddie" her husband of nearly 55 years. She had a strong grip, bright eyes and a sweet smile. My mother was a proud, lovely lady, (and a tough cookie when she needed to be). In fact, many people would often comment to me what a "classy lady" my mother was. Mother didn't believe in "good-byes", so I will not say good-bye. I will say, "See you later Mother".
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