Celebrations of Life Stories Harry Chappelear Glessner Values as a grandpa - and the Glessner Family tree

Here in 2019, we are embarking on a new Journey of supporting others write their powerful and healing stories about their family.  At the end of 2018 spirit led us to meet with Tracie Bluse Ward, the Founder and President of Celebrations of LIfe,  past, present and future author of Life Reflection Stories, Your legacy of Wisdom, c 2012-15 A workbook for sharing your experiences of life and wisdom. On page 29 she prompts us to "Create a simple family tree representing your mother's family so that loved ones know who you are referring to as they are mentioned in their stories."  So having worked on genealogy for 44+ years, I know this part well. And I looked around my nest the morning during meditation, and who do I see?   Peg Weaver's dad, Harry C Glessner, my maternal grandpa sitting in the living room in Faribault playing Chinese Checkers with me, his youngest grandson in 1953.   The Glessners would drive or take that train from Findlay Ohio to visit us, and a couple of times each grandson, went back to Ohio to be with both sets of Grandparents, thus our connection to Ohio the birthplace of both Peg Glessner and Paul H Weaver.  And here at the photos that trigger memories for me to write today.

 1953 Faribault MN Weaver family home up on the hill "Tatepaha" windy hill, that the Pete and Peg Weaver purchased in 1943 prior to the birth of their second son, John "Jack" Eicher Weaver.  Granddad Glessner in his business like tie (he rarely was seen without wearing a tie). We are in the large living room,  the Encyclopedia Brittanica behind, with the bas relief scuplture of Mozart Paul H Weaver made at Antioch college above. I am 6 years old here, and playing the checkers game with my 68 yr old grandpa.

 Harry C Glessner, 1918,  age 33 with an Oakland Automobile  --My mom said he loved to visit California as he healed from an infection there prior to marriage  ---Here is a reflection from Peg Weaver's memoir Rememberings of an 83 Year of Grandma, p 9 "GRADE SCHOOL DAYS

"Eugenia Guise, my fourth grade teacher, also taught music to all the grades at Lincoln School. Bess Byal, my fifth grade teacher humiliated me when she announced in front of the class that all I had to do was whine a little and my mother would let me stay home from school. Much of that year, I felt lousy and nauseated, using the word "stuffy" to designate this feeling. I believe that I missed almost half of that year, including a trip to California. In my grade school classes, I think that there were two "black girls".Because meals weren't served at school, I walked home for lunch. One day, in first or second grade, I thought it would be fun to take my lunch. When I went down to the big, basement room to eat with the other kids, nobody was there. Not knowing that my grade had been dismissed early, I was too lonesome and trudged home with my lunch. Every February a Valentine box was full of mostly humorous cards. Mercer Pomeroy, who bragged about his biceps, receiving many green, flexed, upper arms."

Over the years, especially after my father died in January 1982, during a very cold winter time at Pelican Lake, Peg, my mom and I opened up to being rigorously honest. With many visits to her home and Pelican Lake and she meeting my sweat lodge, MN Hollow Horn Bear Tiospaye Sun Dance friends at the Palmer Weaver family cabins, we learned to trust each other deeply.  At Sierra Tucson in Arizona on the desert in 1987, where I went to treatment for suicidal Co dependency April - May 1987,  we both shared in Al Anon 12 step recovery language. She was confronted about being a "People Pleaser" by her counselor, Mary Ann, and she began to reflect on her behavior around her high functioning alcoholic medical doctor husband, and as I came out as a gay, two spirited son and father, she was a great listener and learned to not judge and focus on her own recovery.  What an amazing gift to have 1987 - 2007. 20 years of an honest relationship between mom and son!  Very grateful indeed .

Wedding Photo of my parents 1935, reception at Harry and Inez Glessner home 204 Glendale Ave S Findlay Ohio.  L- R  Noah Elwood Weaver (father of groom), Peg Glessner (bride), Paul H "Pete"Weaver (groom). LC Leonard Cowles Glessner (Peg's grandpa), Esther Eicher (groom's Aunt), Inez Chase Glessner, (Peg's mom), Harry C Glessner, (Peg's Dad), Mary E Glessner (Peg's Aunt) and Edna Helena Eicher Weaver (groom's mom).

My mom commented on this in her memoir and has a description on page 135 (photos separate in her self made book from 1993. Here is her text  from Rememberings - p 31 PEG MARRIED PETE

My parents didn't want me to marry someone who was still in school, someone who wasn't established and doing well financially. My mother didn't think I was prepared to get married because I didn't know how to cook. My reply: "any one who can read can cook". Since she didn't use a cookbook, she didn't understand. One of parent's great concerns was that I would become pregnant while Pete was in school and while I was working. Pete and I put forth arguments for getting married while he was in school: that there were good birth-control procedures; that it would cost us no more to be married and live together than to live separately; that I would continue to support myself and Pete's parents had agreed to continue to support him until he finished Medical School, as they would have done if he hadn't married. My parents made a trip to West Carrollton to try to convince Pete's parents to discourage and disapprove of our marriage. At age twenty-five we could not be dissuaded from being married at the beginning of Pete's sophomore year in Medical School. Married students were not common in those days, only three married couples in Pete's class.

We were married at the First Presbyterian Church, Findlay, Ohio, in the late afternoon of September 14, 1935, with the Reverend John David Lindsay officiating in a double ring ceremony. Though my parents were disappointed in not having a big wedding for their daughter, a wedding with white wedding gown and a large wedding party, they agreed to a simple affair. I thought that a pretentious ceremony would be in appropriate for a student and his bride and I preferred more practical spending of money. On the morning of my wedding day, my father was a bit nervous, driving through a red traffic signal. No invitations were sent, the custom of open church being observed, an announcement placed in the Findlay paper to that effect.(see Rememberings of a 83 year old Grandma

 
Having traced the Glessners back to Pennsylvania during my 44 + years of Genealogical Research  - I had to find the Glessner Covered Bridge in Somerset Co......my ancestors were all German farmers and here is may family tree with me at the 7th Generation! Mitakuye Oyasin

Harry Glessner gave to his 3 grandkids, 100 shares each  of Detroit Edison Stock in 1967, worth $10,000 each. I was 20 and at Carleton College, Jack 23-4 and living in Illinois Monmouth area, Jim was living out east and newly married. We pooled our resources to buy 90 acres of land on big Pelican Lake for $27,000  and the rest is history of how we worked together to rent the Palmer cabins and then went our separate ways.   Harry C Glessner carried on the Glessner Medicine company that his father LC Glessner created in the late 1800's.  He liquidated the company in the 1960's and the family got Royalities for many years.  Thanks Grandpa Harry for your values and teaching about business.

Glessner Descendants Chart Johann George 7 generations created through Tom Weaver Dec 2016

Johann Georg GLAESENER

  b. 1693,  Straßen, Neuwied, Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany

  d. 1 Apr 1783,  Straßen, Neuwied, Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany

& Barbara WERNET

  b. 1690, Elm, Main-Kinzig-Kreis, Hessen, Germany

  m. 1715, Koellin, Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany

|            Heinrich  (Henry) Johann Glessner  - 1st Glessner with brother Jacob to emigrate from Germany to PA

|              b. 1728, Bingen Am Rhein, Germany

|              d. 14 May 1814, Brothersvalley Twp, Someret Co PA

|            & Anna Elizabeth ADAM

|              b. 25 Jul 1734, Germany

|              d. 21 Mar 1802, Brothers Valley Twp, Somerset, PA

|              m. bef 1761, Germany

|            |            Peter (Petrus) Glessner* 2^nd gen farmer moved to OH from PA

|            |              b. 1 Sep 1767, Somerset PA

|            |              d. 15 Apr 1836, Columbiana Co OHio

|            |            & Margaret (Margaretha) "Peggy" SCHAAFEN (SCHAAF)

|            |              b. 27 Oct 1777, Someret Co PA

|            |              d. 1 Aug 1845, Columbiana Co OHio

|            |              m. 1818, Columbiana Co OHio

|            |            |            Lewis Glessner – 3^rd Gen farmer,postmaster Delaware OH, 1861 Findlay OH newpaper editor

|            |            |              b. 1 Sep 1811, Somerset PA

|            |            |              d. 3 Mar 1879, Findlay OH

|            |            |            & Georgiana COWLES

|            |            |              b. 18 Feb 1820, Delaware OH

|            |            |              d. 30 Sep 1907, Findlay OH

|            |            |              m. 8 Apr 1838, Delaware OH

|            |            |            |            Leonard Cowles Glessner 4^th gen newspaper editor IL, MO, Glessner Co Findlay OH

|            |            |            |              b. 17 Mar 1853, Delaware OH

|            |            |            |              d. 11 Dec 1936, Findlay OH

|            |            |            |            & Emeline “Emma” CHAPPELEAR

|            |            |            |              b. 25 Aug 1855, Camden Point, Platte, MO

|            |            |            |              d. 7 Jul 1929, Findlay, Hancock Co,  OH

|            |            |            |              m. 12 Sep 1877, Farmer City, DeWitt, Illinois

|            |            |            |            |            Harry Chappelear Glessner 5^th Gen – Glessner Med Co, President Findlay

|            |            |            |            |              b. 17 Aug 1885, Sedalia MO

|            |            |            |            |              d. 27 Sep 1973, Blanchard Valley Hospital, Findlay OH

|            |            |            |            |            & Inez CHASE

|            |            |            |            |              b. 8 Feb 1888, Findlay OH

|            |            |            |            |              d. 12 Dec 1978, Findlay OH

|            |            |            |            |              m. 25 Mar 1908, Findlay OH

|            |            |            |            |            |            Margaret Mary Glessner  6^th Gen – 1^st College Ed Oberlin 1932

|            |            |            |            |            |              b. 3 Jun 1910, Findlay, Hancock, OH

|            |            |            |            |            |              d. 10 Aug 2007, Eden Prairie MN

|            |            |            |            |            |            & Paul Henry Weaver

|            |            |            |            |            |              b. 24 Dec 1910, West Carrollton, Montgomery,  OH

|            |            |            |            |            |              d. 29 Jan 1982, St Josephs Hospital Brainerd MN

|            |            |            |            |            |              m. 14 Sep 1935, Findlay OH

|            |            |            |            |            |            |            Thomas Glessner Weaver Glessner 7 th Gen

|            |            |            |            |            |            |              b. 18 Feb 1947, St Lucas Hospital, Faribault Minnesota

Honoring Ina Maka and Traditional Dances of Life in the Southwest

Left Taos the town after a warming breakfast on Bent Street, under heated pipes!  Red and Green Pepper salsa that some of the locals call Christmas -- Wow such the bearing the x Cross still lingers here in Pueblo Country after centuries of dealing with what some call the "settlers", the immigrants the Spanish first to this area....and the Pueblo Revolt of 1610 and later conflicts with the taking of human life.   Curious about which ways of being with our Creator and Creation really support all of life,  Mitakuye Oyasin

 Here is the Canyon of the Rio Grande just west of Toas, looking northeast.

 
Canyon of the Rio Grande in the north of NM looking south outside of Taos

 Jemez "hay-mez" Pueblo welcoming center, with the very red sandstone behind in Jemez Canyon where we stopped briefly after driving through the Jemez Mountains from Los Alamos etc.

 

Horno oven at the Jemez Center......

 Jemez Mountains and red rocks by Jemez canyon from I 40 looking north.

Laguna Pueblo from I 90 looking south

 Framed Zuni Image by Artist Hubert "Patrick" Sanchez we picked up in Zuni Pueblo Middle Village

Detail of Zuni Acrylic done by Patrick for yours truly

Day Trip on the High Road to Taos Pueblo

Driving on the High Road to Taos, we went through a few artsy small towns like Chimayo, with mostly very quiet and non inviting energy this time of year.   Roads are clear of snow AND some local drama with an avalanche at the Taos Ski slope that killed a young man from the Boston MA area.  No skiing for us!

 

Snowy peaks in the distance from the high road I think might be the Jemez Mountains....

Sign to enter Taos Pueblo ---As we arrived we met a Chinese student from the U of M, whom I gave my number, Yihong from Tianjin the city Steven Liu is from.  He texted me and perhaps we will meet back in Minneapolis!

   
Don and Jane waiting in front of the Catholic Church where the tour begins. 

 Our indigenous guide who is an art student in Santa Fe, getting ready to lead the 1:40 tour

 Remains of the San Geronimo Church bombarded in 1847 by the US Cavalry when a Native and Hispanic Uprising occurred when local  Governor Charles Bent was murdered as well. Over 100 Native and Hispanic people were killed here.
 
Our guide describing the horno ovens the Pueblo people use for a variety of things.

 Guide describing the of adobe in maintaining and building the pueblo structures.

Red Willow Creek , or Rio Pueblo de Taos in Spanish - Blue lake is some 25 miles upstream and a day and a half walk done for ceremony.  The tribe now owns and controls the land to keep it pristine. 

https://sacredland.org/taos-blue-lake-united-states/

Taos = Place of The Red Willows

http://www.taospueblo.org/

 Don chatting with our guide, before we went over the the north house pueblo to meet some of the locals and see their art.  Jane recognized a liberal Texas politician there and got a photo taken.  He ran against Ted Cruz and had been a US Congressman. Know Tim Watz our new MN progressive governor and Rush Holt as past US Congressman from New Jersey that I knew from Carleton College.

 View of North House, Hlaauma ----

Pueblo Indian Cultural Center and Roosevelt Park Disc Golf ABQ NM

 

Entrance of Pueblo Indian Cultural Center in ABQ NM.   Arrived here yesterday, Jan 17, with Jane Newell who moved to New Mexico recently.  Both of our first times here to check it out. 

Complex honors the history and art of the Pueblo Nations of NM and enjoyed the art here a lot

 

Map of the 19 Pueblos and a colorful horse sculpture near the Restaurant Native Harvest. 

 Black and white photo from 1954, demonstrating the ever present sense of humor it takes to be an indigenous soul in the midst of the dominator culture of the settlers --1492 and beyond :-)

 

And the tree of life, with the indigenous languages that vary from Pueblo to Pueblo here.  Curious if /how sister Jane will follow through with making connections here in the land of enchantment, listening to the many ways, life occurs to 2 leggeds, depending on their culture, ethnicity, language, level of trauma, gender identity and the willingness to listen to others truth and stories without taking it on, or even try to "interpret' another's reality ---letting go of the the Western scientific analytical mind to be fully present in the moment to being with, waiting with.  Wicozani wo wokiya Mitakuye Oyasin ----

Honoring how Pueblo people are social and like and need to connect with spirit! 

And at the end of the museum walk, the up to date art of Ricardo Cate' Santo Domingo Pueblo 

And, ah yes, humor to share - as laughter is always healing and helpful to deal with some controlling people (or those with big EGO's, who have the illusion that they are in control...take #45 for example, another in a series of comical "Great White Fathers' and there was one Black Meti as #44....progress, not perfection as some of us in recovery can attest to.

 You just can't make up shit like this?  :-)  
Laughing at ourselves as well as others, and for me a judge of character is laughing at our selves and teasing each other.  And some just have thick walls and thin skin....:-) 

 Here is the artist and comic writer whose book I picked up at the store at the end of the museum stuff.

And the cover of his 2012 images, before the era of the Tweeting Trumpster, the orange haired #45 POTUS

Up to date comic art in the museum. 

 Here is one of the Shumakolowa Native Arts, artists Irwin Louis, Acoma Horsehair Potter, who Jane met. Irwin invited Jane to Acoma to attend a governor's gathering and I picked up a copy of Joe Sando's 1998 overview book Pueblo Nations, Eight Centuries of Pueblo Indian History, to encourage her to learn about the All Indian Council and the levels of governance that differs from the dominator cultural paradigm by making connections directly and share experiences with new relatives along the way. 

Here is where we met a young gay server/waiter from Colorado who moved here from small town Colorado and has a boyfriend.  Jane gave him her contact info in case he wants to follow up about educational things.......

 Native Harvest Lunch, Jane with vegetarian Tacos nopal cactus and orange sweet potato "Nopalitos (GF, V) Sautéed Cactus | Roasted Corn | Tomatoes | Diced Onion | Green Chile | Cilantro", and in front of me, corned bison strips (takanka waste') on In the Menu "Bison Brisket (GF) House-Corned Bison Brisket | Mashed Yucca | Roasted Asparagus | Sumac and Walnut Milk Gravy see https://www.puebloharvestcafe.com/

Walking Off our Lunch  -- Disc Golf at Roosevelt Park ABQ

 Jane gave us a quick tour of the UNM Campus near the Yale Parking Ramp showing us the buildings and the campus area.  Only 10 minutes away we found what a woman at a disc store in town recommended as the most wooded course in town at Roosevelt Park.  Here we met 62 yr young Jerry Baca from Fanta Se, oops Santa Fe, who share is recent history of a heart attack. So Jane, a young 61 yr young hit it off as he couched her how to throw, and encourage her to follow up to throw more discs "practice, practice, practice" and that his like aged girlfriend, Renda, is also a novice at disc golf.  Here is Jerry to the left, and Jane ready to throw at basket #7.

 After Jane's 50 ft putt to par basket #8, Jerry demonstrates how to throw a back hand up to #9

Jerry with Jane again at the pad for #9 showing the wooded park on a very pleasant sunny Thursday.  Another fun WALK IN THE PARK.   Our way of talking about disc golf. 

Old Town Albuquerque to Centering Pueblo Kiva Rio Grande Mountain Energy

 Albuquerque area by the Rio Grande and by the Sandia Mountains ------

 
Fun to have a place to center for day trips, visiting Misun Don and Hankashi Jane who have a new place in Albuquerque on the slope up to the Sandia Mountains here where we are visiting them and Jane's mom, Unci Betty and Jane's sister Susan.  Here are the two clocks in Don's office.  Red and orange enchanting NM time and green and white Ohio, McFeely's time.  Don works for a company that serves woodworkers and develops marketing stuff and goes to Ohio off and on.

 

Here is Don in the AM on our way to Old Town, at his wood shop community space. 

 A large turning that Don has done, and a box of McFeely's products he is delivering for a colleague.

 Don showing me the work bench he is creating here, so he can do more production stuff here.

 
Walk in Old Town ABQ with Don, to get some walking in. 

 Red pepper posole I had for lunch at Duran's crowded drug store in Old Town, with Jane, Don, and Unci Betty.

 

 Some chimayo style Weavers, wool usually. 

 One Weaver from the North East of Turtle Island in Old Town ABQ,

 
Here is Peg Weaver's chimayo that her Glessner Parents picked up for her around 1928-30 likely along the Santa Fe, and maybe in ABQ when the Train stopped in downtown ABQ. Peg had it on her bed when she attended Oberlin College in Ohio.  Sister Jane has been taking care of it and now back in New Mexico! 

Knife wing Zuni image at one of the vendors in Old Town ABQ.

Kauna Pueblo Ancient Ruins Site, formerly marketed as Coronado Historic site Entry point .  Place of kiva paintings, a few 14, are here, and discernment about sacred rituals for the Pueblo nations, as a place of peace and understanding for me.  Felt a balanced peace while here.  And here is a video I found on line.  Rio Grande and the Ruins of Kauna Pueblo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5t3U_-NjkhU


Traditional Corn, Gourds, cotton, devils claw , plant people used in a traditional pueblo community in the museum for teaching demos.
 
Inside the museum some descriptions of pueblo architecture.
  
Our docent, explaining about pueblo adobe made with stones and earth, not the bricks that the Spanish made with forms and all.


 Yours Truly with my large flexible frame, climbing out through a 5' doorway. Don Roden photo.

 
Pueblo doorway, with Tom W, yours truly with hankashi "Sister" Jane Newell, by Don Roden 

 Kiva structure with docent in blue and Don as well prepare to enter the kiva space underground.

 
Sister Jane ready to descend into the space of the kiva below. 
 
Serene site, of the ancient Pueblo Village..........Mitakuye Oyasin