My grandfather, James A. Spargo, Jr., called her, "Peg". She was born in North Wales to Robert Samuel and Margaret Davis Davies. She came to the U.S. in 1907 with her mother.
Grandma attended Rome Free Academy and graduated from St. Luke's Hospital Nurses Training School in Utica, NY. She was the night supervisor at St. Luke's Hospital.
She married my Grandfather in 1923.
Grandma was a very generous and loving person. Her poor upbringing gave her a heart for the needy. I remember seeing a strange man sitting on her back porch one afternoon eating lunch. I asked her who he was and she said he was just a man who needed to be fed.
My Dad told me that she would frequently give away my grandfather's clothes to men who were in need.
She was only 9 years old when she came to America and of course, she had a Welsh brogue. In order to fit in with her friends and new home, she wanted to learn to speak without her accent. The story goes that she practiced her American accent by talking to her dog.
From 1953 to 1956, my family lived in the carriage house behind my grandfather's home on George Street in Rome. I spent a lot of time with Grandma, and she was always good for 25 cents so I could treat my buddies to candy at the local corner store.
She became ill with cancer in 1967 and spent her remaining time in a local nursing home. I was at college when she died December 7.
At the time of this writing she's been gone almost 45 years, but I can still hear her voice.
Grandma attended Rome Free Academy and graduated from St. Luke's Hospital Nurses Training School in Utica, NY. She was the night supervisor at St. Luke's Hospital.
She married my Grandfather in 1923.
Grandma was a very generous and loving person. Her poor upbringing gave her a heart for the needy. I remember seeing a strange man sitting on her back porch one afternoon eating lunch. I asked her who he was and she said he was just a man who needed to be fed.
My Dad told me that she would frequently give away my grandfather's clothes to men who were in need.
She was only 9 years old when she came to America and of course, she had a Welsh brogue. In order to fit in with her friends and new home, she wanted to learn to speak without her accent. The story goes that she practiced her American accent by talking to her dog.
From 1953 to 1956, my family lived in the carriage house behind my grandfather's home on George Street in Rome. I spent a lot of time with Grandma, and she was always good for 25 cents so I could treat my buddies to candy at the local corner store.
She became ill with cancer in 1967 and spent her remaining time in a local nursing home. I was at college when she died December 7.
At the time of this writing she's been gone almost 45 years, but I can still hear her voice.
My grandfather, James A. Spargo, Jr., called her, "Peg". She was born in North Wales to Robert Samuel and Margaret Davis Davies. She came to the U.S. in 1907 with her mother.
Grandma attended Rome Free Academy and graduated from St. Luke's Hospital Nurses Training School in Utica, NY. She was the night supervisor at St. Luke's Hospital.
She married my Grandfather in 1923.
Grandma was a very generous and loving person. Her poor upbringing gave her a heart for the needy. I remember seeing a strange man sitting on her back porch one afternoon eating lunch. I asked her who he was and she said he was just a man who needed to be fed.
My Dad told me that she would frequently give away my grandfather's clothes to men who were in need.
She was only 9 years old when she came to America and of course, she had a Welsh brogue. In order to fit in with her friends and new home, she wanted to learn to speak without her accent. The story goes that she practiced her American accent by talking to her dog.
From 1953 to 1956, my family lived in the carriage house behind my grandfather's home on George Street in Rome. I spent a lot of time with Grandma, and she was always good for 25 cents so I could treat my buddies to candy at the local corner store.
She became ill with cancer in 1967 and spent her remaining time in a local nursing home. I was at college when she died December 7.
At the time of this writing she's been gone almost 45 years, but I can still hear her voice.
Grandma attended Rome Free Academy and graduated from St. Luke's Hospital Nurses Training School in Utica, NY. She was the night supervisor at St. Luke's Hospital.
She married my Grandfather in 1923.
Grandma was a very generous and loving person. Her poor upbringing gave her a heart for the needy. I remember seeing a strange man sitting on her back porch one afternoon eating lunch. I asked her who he was and she said he was just a man who needed to be fed.
My Dad told me that she would frequently give away my grandfather's clothes to men who were in need.
She was only 9 years old when she came to America and of course, she had a Welsh brogue. In order to fit in with her friends and new home, she wanted to learn to speak without her accent. The story goes that she practiced her American accent by talking to her dog.
From 1953 to 1956, my family lived in the carriage house behind my grandfather's home on George Street in Rome. I spent a lot of time with Grandma, and she was always good for 25 cents so I could treat my buddies to candy at the local corner store.
She became ill with cancer in 1967 and spent her remaining time in a local nursing home. I was at college when she died December 7.
At the time of this writing she's been gone almost 45 years, but I can still hear her voice.
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