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Charlotte Warnes
Charlotte Warnes lived on Highway O from 1945-1947 and had to move out because there was so much oil on the floor and it was a fire hazard, althought they only paid $12.50/month for rent. She went to the one-room on Highway O. They had a big garden out back of the house, growing flowers and every vegetable except celery in 120 by 16 foot bed. She used to shoot geese from her back porch, until she noticed a home out back and realized she should put the .22 back on the rack!
One day she came back from a school meeting and put her son, Phillip, down on the porch to get him a light jacket and came back to find him missing and called for help - there were 13 people on the line and everyone came out to try to find him... he didn't walk, but somehow made it out into a field. Charlotte ended up having three children, two boys and a girl (Phillip, Neil, and Christine).
By the way, Charlotte loves rhubarb. If you ever visit her at Fairhaven, you should bring some.
When her daughter got married to Bob Matzek in 1962 in Oak Harbor, Washington, Charlotte went out to attend the wedding but her husband Louis couldn't come because they could only afford to send one. For the wedding Charlotte looked all over for Polish food for the reception (as she is of Polish descent). They served 3-day-old freshly brewed beer at the wedding. Yuck!
While they were getting married, the guys went out and put the car on blocks so they couldn't escape. Then they kidnapped the bride for a while; they brought her back after they ran out of money. They asked her where she wanted to go, and she said take me someplace I can get champagne and a steak, to drain them of funds.
When we lived in Whitewater in 1945, Loughead was our next-door neighbor. And Joan was our babysitter as she rode to Delavan with my husband because they both worked there. On day the retirement place in Dousman had a chicken dinner and I went there too. A young lady came and asked me if I needed anything, and I said "oh yes." But a young man has taken my order. She looked at me and said, "are you Mrs. Warnes?" I replied, "yes." "Do you know me?" I said, "no." I'm Joan, your former babysitter. "Oh, how wonderful!" So we hugged and I asked her how she knew me, and she said that my voice had not changed. Meanwhile a man brought my chicken dinner, and Joan said, "Do you know him?" "Why no." "This is Art Durst." "Oh, how great to meet my former neighbors!" My mom and I bought the wool from him - he had sheep, and he said "I'll sheer them for you." So we got virgin wool. And then June said, "This is my husband!" "Wow! This sure is great." And to top this off, I live at Fairhaven and again met with them; this time they are residences of this place, until they moved out. What a blessing!
One day she came back from a school meeting and put her son, Phillip, down on the porch to get him a light jacket and came back to find him missing and called for help - there were 13 people on the line and everyone came out to try to find him... he didn't walk, but somehow made it out into a field. Charlotte ended up having three children, two boys and a girl (Phillip, Neil, and Christine).
By the way, Charlotte loves rhubarb. If you ever visit her at Fairhaven, you should bring some.
When her daughter got married to Bob Matzek in 1962 in Oak Harbor, Washington, Charlotte went out to attend the wedding but her husband Louis couldn't come because they could only afford to send one. For the wedding Charlotte looked all over for Polish food for the reception (as she is of Polish descent). They served 3-day-old freshly brewed beer at the wedding. Yuck!
While they were getting married, the guys went out and put the car on blocks so they couldn't escape. Then they kidnapped the bride for a while; they brought her back after they ran out of money. They asked her where she wanted to go, and she said take me someplace I can get champagne and a steak, to drain them of funds.
When we lived in Whitewater in 1945, Loughead was our next-door neighbor. And Joan was our babysitter as she rode to Delavan with my husband because they both worked there. On day the retirement place in Dousman had a chicken dinner and I went there too. A young lady came and asked me if I needed anything, and I said "oh yes." But a young man has taken my order. She looked at me and said, "are you Mrs. Warnes?" I replied, "yes." "Do you know me?" I said, "no." I'm Joan, your former babysitter. "Oh, how wonderful!" So we hugged and I asked her how she knew me, and she said that my voice had not changed. Meanwhile a man brought my chicken dinner, and Joan said, "Do you know him?" "Why no." "This is Art Durst." "Oh, how great to meet my former neighbors!" My mom and I bought the wool from him - he had sheep, and he said "I'll sheer them for you." So we got virgin wool. And then June said, "This is my husband!" "Wow! This sure is great." And to top this off, I live at Fairhaven and again met with them; this time they are residences of this place, until they moved out. What a blessing!
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