Birth:
November 28, 1903
Sidney, Fremont County, Iowa, USA

Residence:
28 November 1903 - 1906
Sidney, Fremont County, Iowa, USA

1906 - 1914
Burwell, Garfield County, Nebraska, USA

1916
Road 3
Vancouver, WA 98660

1921
223 West 34th Street
Vancouver, WA 98660

1922 - 17 July 1940
Aberdeen, Grays Harbor County, Washington, USA

Marriage:
June 12, 1924
Clara Montana Lauder
Aberdeen, Grays Harbor County, Washington, USA

Divorce:
1927
Clara Montana Lauder
Aberdeen, Grays Harbor County, Washington, USA

Number of Children:
Robert Redmond Allen (April 12, 1926)


Occupation:
1924
Railroad Brakeman
Aberdeen, Grays Harbor County, WA 98520

West Coast Plywood Co.,
Aberdeen, Grays Harbor County, WA 98520

Logger
Aberdeen, Grays Harbor County, WA 98520

Polson Lumber Camp
Aberdeen, Grays Harbor County, WA 98520


Death:
17 July 1940 (Age 36)
St. Joseph Hospital
1006 North H Street
Aberdeen WA 98520

Burial:
July 1940

Pinnick-Coleman
Hoquiam, Washington, USA

Sunset Memorial Park
801 Sunset Drive
Hoquiam WA 98550


'Tears'

Tears streamed down my face when I saw you that way.

I love you grandpa, I will love you everyday.

As my tears raced down my face;

I knew you'd soon be in a happier place.

My love will follow you wherever you go.

Oh how I loved you so.

Although I feel sorrow and hate.

You can't fight fate.

You told me everything as time passed by and by.

I never wanted you to die.

We did a lot together throughout the years.

It's time to wipe away the tears.

I want you to know;

I will never let you go.

I know you loved me too.

My heart will always be with you.

Now it's time to say goodbye.

Until I see you again someday when I die.





Gone From My Sight
~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am standing upon the seashore.

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!"

"Gone where?"

Gone from my sight. That is all.

Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout:

"Here she comes!"

And that is dying.


Henry Van Dyke