To the

of the Dale/Carpenter Family



A Part Of The

I became part of the Carpenter family on Christmas Day 1949, when my brother, John Edward Dale married Phyllis Joy Carpenter, the daughter of Roy Wesley Carpenter and Goldie Irene Wilhelm. To this union, two children were born. Douglas Allen DALE, born 15 NOV 1950, died 24 JAN 1951, and Barbara Joyce DALE born 1 MAY 1952. There the possibility of loosing any connection with this family group was imminent because of the divorce of John and Phyllis in 1953.

On 28 May 1952 I hopped a Greyhound Bus to Seattle, WA to enlist in the Air Force. The last recollection I have of Barbara was as a small infant in December of 1952, when I came home on Christmas leave from the Air Force at Denver, CO. I had to trade in my plane tickets for train tickets because of a snow storm that had cancelled all flights in Denver, that meant my 15 day leave was cut to 9 days, because back then it took 6 days for the round trip on the train. John and Phyllis met me at the train station in Seattle, WA. Phyllis was holding Barbara, not this particular picture but Barbara appears as in the second picture, and Phyllis was the first person to see me in the mob of people. She was standing on an overhead walkway, yelled and motioned me to proceed to the exit. There we all met and drove home in John's pride and joy. The next time I saw Barbara was just a couple weeks ago 7 July 2000. On this visit Barbara brought me a gold mine. I had talked with Barbara on the phone a while back, inquiring of her, if she had any information on the Roy and Goldie Carpenter family. She stated that her mom, Phyllis had quite a bit, and after Phyllis had died she had inherited it, and that, "the next time we are in your neck of the woods and seeing that you are so involved in genealogy we will bring some documentation on the CARPENTER/WILHELM Family that a child of Elton and Lois FLETCHER had given mom, meaning Phyllis Carpenter."

My memories of Phyllis are mainly as class mates in school. Of her trying to teach me how to swim on one of our Dale family picnics on Hood Canal, the only thing accomplished was a real bad sun burn on my back. The most humorous and at the same time the most embarrassing thing that happened to Phyllis and I was in English class at school. The teacher, a young lady in her twenties, was up in front of the class demonstrating something or other with a broom. As she was moving around the room the straw bristles of the broom were falling out. I interrupted her by stating "you are shedding." That started the class in an uproar of laughter and was the beginning of my embarrassment. Miss Balch then enquired of me if I was ready to recite the poem that I was supposed to have memorized. I stated, "no I haven't, and that I would need a couple more days." She said, "that would be OK, but you will have to spend those couple days in the principal's office, because you are being disruptive in the class."  As I left the room, I caught a glimpse of Phyllis and she was grinning from ear to ear. To this day I don't know if any of the other class mates had memorized their poems and recited them, but I do recall stumbling thru mine. When Douglas Allen died in Hoquiam, WA I lived and finished my Junior year in High School with John and Phyllis, the reason being, that John didn't want Phyllis to be alone at night, because he worked the swing shift at a plywood plant. Thereafter they returned to Port Townsend and I can recall visiting them where Phyllis' hobby was spread out all over the kitchen table. She was highly involved in collecting movie star memorabilia cut out of magazines and pasted in several albums, I wonder if she ever kept those albums. 

In retrospect I only knew Phyllis for a little over four years, from before Christmas of 1949 till Christmas of 1952. I have never had the opportunity to meet Phyllis again. When I got out of the Air Force in 1956 she was in Alaska with her second husband, L C. (Larry) Larimore, they then went to Fort Leonard Wood in Missouri, then to Germany, then back to Fort Leonard Wood. Barbara stated, that her father also had a tour of duty in Korea, while the family remained in Lebanon, Missouri. Larry was a Sergeant Major in the Army, the highest non-commissioned officer obtainable.

So the next thing to do was to take this documentation and share it with the ancestors of the families found in the book "Rehoboth Branch of the Carpenter Family in America" by Amos B. Carpenter, also referred to as the Carpenter Memorial. The last entry for Newton Francis Carpenter's son Fred Edison Carpenter, was the entry, "He is now in the state of Washington." The copies of those pages of the book was so bad that I could not decipher any of it even when I enlarged it. So I got on the Carpenter Mailing List and asked if anyone could share with me copies of the pages of the direct line from Fred Edison Carpenter to Samuel Carpenter's father William Carpenter that are in the CM. I received those pages in Tiff format from John R. Carpenter in California. I also downloaded a GEDCOM from Ancestry.com. You will find reference to the author of this GEDCOM in the Notes section of each family that it pertains to. Just go to Ancestry.com and in their world tree search, enter Newton Carpenter and you will find the GEDCOM #85205.

Starting on page two is the Carpenter Genealogy as organized in the book that Barbara left me, that was given to Phyllis at one time.

I must emphasize also that I have not researched any of the information in this GEDCOM and am taking it at face value as to its accuracy. The information in it is similar with some differences in dates. I have not added any of the CM pages that JRC sent me. I feel that it is so accessible that it would be a duplication of what is already out there.

My objective here is to continue the line of Fred Edison Carpenter/Nellie May Beeman, Phyllis Carpenter's Paternal Grandparents and Jason W. Beeman/Lucy Taylor, Phyllis Carpenter's Maternal Grandparents.

The TIFF image pages that JRC sent me will be included in the Carpenter/Wilhelm book when I return it to Barbara, for they are so much better than the ones that are there now.

A very special thanks goes out to JRC in California, I really do appreciate the sharing of your work product. 

 �Paul and Phyllis Dale 1997-2009
  Date this page was last edited 10/15/2011