Daughter of Arthur White and
Mary Eleanor Hardesty
Wife of:
1. Thomas C. Grant
2. Wellstood Whitmore White
Married October 1, 1932
Washington D.C.
Mother of Rosalie Carr Grant
Obituary
Services for Mrs. Rosalie Carr White, 99, of The Seabrook on Hilton Head Island are scheduled for 1:30 p.m. Tuesday at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Poolsville, Maryland with the Rev. Steve Hayward officiating and Joseph Gawler’s Sons Funeral Home of Washington in charge. Burial will follow at Monocacy Cemetery in Beallsville, Maryland. Mrs. White died Thursday at The Seabrook.
Survivors include her daughter, Mrs. Rosalie Gaillard of Hilton Head; and a grandson, Charles R. Gaillard of Hilton Head.
When Mrs. White was a little girl President Grover Cleveland picked her up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. At Mrs. White’s 99th birthday party earlier this year at The Seabrook, she received a signed greeting card from President Ronald Reagan and first lady Nancy Reagan.
The youngest of 13 brothers and sisters born to Dr. Arthur Carr and Mrs. Eleanor Carr at the family’s plantation near Friendship, Maryland-in the Annapolis, Maryland area-Mrs. White attended Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington.
She married Washington real estate agent Carroll Grant in 1909, who died years later. Her second husband was the late Wellstood White, a US Military Colonel who was also a real estate agent. The Whites lived in the Mount Pleasant area of Washington and had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
In an interview earlier this month with the Island Packet, Mrs. White reflected on her life. “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said.
Contributor: achantle (47704678)
Monday Mar 02, 1987 The Island Packet pg 1
Grover Cleveland, the 24th president of the United States, picked little Rosalie Carr up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. It was so long ago she doesn’t remember the exact date and her mother who took her to the reception and did not remember the date has been dead since 1911. She recently received a birthday card from the 40th president of the United States, signed in hand by Ronald and Nancy Reagan. Almost a century had elapsed between the two memorable events. Rosalie Carr, now Rosalie White, may not remember the exact date when Grover Cleveland pecked her cheek, but she does remember other exact dates and events that occurred in the past 99 years.
There was a big to-do recently at The Seabrook Annex when the memorable 99th rolled around. Betty and George Black sent an orchid. Flowers and cards poured in from other friends and relatives, the nurses hovered around, and people carried on so that “Rosalie Senior” as she is known to distinguish her from her daughter, “Rosalie Junior” Gaillard, was surprised by all the commotion, and pleased. . “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said. “I don’t spend any time thinking about being 100. I’ll make it or I won’t.” Pert and alert, she’s a mere 95 pounds and as lovely and fragile as a Dresden doll. “I’ve broken five bones-one in my shoulder, one in my wrist, one in each leg and one in my back-and I’ve had all those operations, but I don’t have much pain,” she said. “I have had all those broken bones on Hilton Head Island, but I still like it here. I like to be near Rosalie and her husband. (Rosalie and her husband, Rayner Gaillard, live at Oyster Landing Club, and their son, Charles R. Gaillard, also is an island resident)
“I wake up with a little pain in my legs in the morning, but as the day moves along I feel better and better. I get along fine. My legs won’t mind me and I can’t get around by myself, but I’m really fine.”
She was the last of 13 children born to Arthur and Eleanor Carr at their plantation at Friendship near Annapolis, Maryland.
Mrs. White reminisced as follows: Every two years there was a baby and then I came along and was the last of the babies. Now they’re gone, and I’m the only one left. My grandfather was a doctor and took good care of us, and all the children lived to be married. All but one was married when mother died in 1911. We had a wonderful life. My father was a judge and an excellent farmer as well. We grew everything on the farm. Tobacco, corn, wheat, vegetables, plums, pears, peaches, apples. We had chickens. We had our own beef and pork and lamb. It was just wonderful.
In the spring and fall my mother and father went by boat to Baltimore to buy the staples. They’d come back with a keg of flour, a keg of sugar, a keg of coffee and all the things we couldn’t grow on the farm. One time they were down at the wharf on the Chesapeake Bay getting ready to go to Baltimore and this steamer came in. A young girl got off and looked around everywhere for the family that had arranged for her to come over. She was just 17 and had come all the way from Glasgow, Scotland. The family never came to pick her up. Her name was Mae Sherlock and she stayed with us all her life and died at the age of 82. Mae took care of the baby, and a colored girl looked after the older children. My mother would say “You do just what Mae tells to you to do”, and we would. Mother used to say “The peach trees are blooming, and I’ll get a switch if you don’t mind.”
The only thing we had to do for Mae was supply her with tobacco and then light her pipe for her. With my seven brothers and the colored people who lived in what we called “the quarter”, my father had plenty of help. He was a judge as well as a farmer. Later the family moved to Hyattsville. We lived there in the winter and went back to the farm for the summer. We kept that up for years. We had a little clubhouse down on the Chesapeake where we could change and put on our bathing suits. We would take our dinner down to the club and have parties. And the crabs. Oh my, we caught the crabs.
At the proper age, Miss Rosalie Car was enrolled in Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington, DC where she spent two years. It was a little like high school, and “they taught us the gracious things of life.”
In 1909 she was married to Carroll Grant, a Washington realtor. “We had young Rosalie, and then he died when she was 12. “That was the greatest sorrow of my life.” Her second husband was Wellstood White. “Isn’t that an unusual name?” she asked. “He was named for one of his mother’s schoolmates who came from England. He had ties to England. His grandfather was the engraver for the British Crown. “I knew Wellstood when we were young. He was at the University of Maryland, and I’d go up there to dances. We loved to waltz. He went to the war and came out a colonel. He never had married. Eventually we met again and fell in love. He was a Washington realtor too. He was more than a father to young Rosalie. He looked after her and guided her until she was married.” The Whites lived in the Mt. Pleasant area in Washington at the end of the street car line not too far from the zoo. They also had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
“We had a good time,” she recalled. “We belonged to the Maryland Club in Washington and we played golf at the Prince George Club in Maryland, but when Rosalie got a little older I stopped playing to give her all my time. Now she’s the golfer.”
“Rosalie met Rayner Gaillard from Mississippi on a cruise and they were married in 1937 and went to live in Meridian. They gave me two wonderful grandchildren, Charles Rayner who lives on the island and Elizabeth, who lives in Meridian. It’s wonderful to have my grandson here. He has dinner with me at Seabrook every Wednesday and Sunday. There aren’t many young people who would do that.”
“I was a homebody,” she continued. “We traveled everywhere in the United States and Canada, but I never wanted to go to Europe. I loved a trip, but after a couple of weeks I wanted to go home.”
Her advice to anybody who would like to live to be 99 years old is to “live a normal life” “We never drank liquor or smoked. We drank wine at dinner. We just lived what I call a normal life. A lot of people would hate what I call a normal life, but if they lived one, they’d live longer. “My idea of a normal life is to have a happy home with the parents staying close to the children until they’re old enough to know right from wrong. Being kind to people. Going to Church. That just about covers what I consider a normal life. “You should also watch your diet,” she cautioned in conclusion. “I’ve always eaten a lot of vegetables and I still do. I think diet is important and it’s also important to live one day at a time from day to day.”
Monday Mar 30, 1987 The Island Packet page 2A
Services for Mrs. Rosalie Carr White, 99, of The Seabrook on Hilton Head Island are scheduled for 1:30 p.m. Tuesday at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Poolsville, Maryland with the Rev. Steve Hayward officiating and Joseph Gawler’s Sons Funeral Home of Washington in charge. Burial will follow at Monocacy Cemetery in Beallsville, Maryland. Mrs. White died Thursday at The Seabrook.
Survivors include her daughter, Mrs. Rosalie Gaillard of Hilton Head; and a grandson, Charles R. Gaillard of Hilton Head.
When Mrs. White was a little girl President Grover Cleveland picked her up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. At Mrs. White’s 99th birthday party earlier this year at The Seabrook, she received a signed greeting card from President Ronald Reagan and first lady Nancy Reagan.
The youngest of 13 brothers and sisters born to Dr. Arthur Carr and Mrs. Eleanor Carr at the family’s plantation near Friendship, Maryland-in the Annapolis, Maryland area-Mrs. White attended Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington.
She married Washington real estate agent Carroll Grant in 1909, who died years later. Her second husband was the late Wellstood White, a US Military Colonel who was also a real estate agent. The Whites lived in the Mount Pleasant area of Washington and had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
In an interview earlier this month with the Island Packet, Mrs. White reflected on her life. “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said.
Mary Eleanor Hardesty
Wife of:
1. Thomas C. Grant
2. Wellstood Whitmore White
Married October 1, 1932
Washington D.C.
Mother of Rosalie Carr Grant
Obituary
Services for Mrs. Rosalie Carr White, 99, of The Seabrook on Hilton Head Island are scheduled for 1:30 p.m. Tuesday at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Poolsville, Maryland with the Rev. Steve Hayward officiating and Joseph Gawler’s Sons Funeral Home of Washington in charge. Burial will follow at Monocacy Cemetery in Beallsville, Maryland. Mrs. White died Thursday at The Seabrook.
Survivors include her daughter, Mrs. Rosalie Gaillard of Hilton Head; and a grandson, Charles R. Gaillard of Hilton Head.
When Mrs. White was a little girl President Grover Cleveland picked her up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. At Mrs. White’s 99th birthday party earlier this year at The Seabrook, she received a signed greeting card from President Ronald Reagan and first lady Nancy Reagan.
The youngest of 13 brothers and sisters born to Dr. Arthur Carr and Mrs. Eleanor Carr at the family’s plantation near Friendship, Maryland-in the Annapolis, Maryland area-Mrs. White attended Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington.
She married Washington real estate agent Carroll Grant in 1909, who died years later. Her second husband was the late Wellstood White, a US Military Colonel who was also a real estate agent. The Whites lived in the Mount Pleasant area of Washington and had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
In an interview earlier this month with the Island Packet, Mrs. White reflected on her life. “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said.
Contributor: achantle (47704678)
Monday Mar 02, 1987 The Island Packet pg 1
Grover Cleveland, the 24th president of the United States, picked little Rosalie Carr up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. It was so long ago she doesn’t remember the exact date and her mother who took her to the reception and did not remember the date has been dead since 1911. She recently received a birthday card from the 40th president of the United States, signed in hand by Ronald and Nancy Reagan. Almost a century had elapsed between the two memorable events. Rosalie Carr, now Rosalie White, may not remember the exact date when Grover Cleveland pecked her cheek, but she does remember other exact dates and events that occurred in the past 99 years.
There was a big to-do recently at The Seabrook Annex when the memorable 99th rolled around. Betty and George Black sent an orchid. Flowers and cards poured in from other friends and relatives, the nurses hovered around, and people carried on so that “Rosalie Senior” as she is known to distinguish her from her daughter, “Rosalie Junior” Gaillard, was surprised by all the commotion, and pleased. . “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said. “I don’t spend any time thinking about being 100. I’ll make it or I won’t.” Pert and alert, she’s a mere 95 pounds and as lovely and fragile as a Dresden doll. “I’ve broken five bones-one in my shoulder, one in my wrist, one in each leg and one in my back-and I’ve had all those operations, but I don’t have much pain,” she said. “I have had all those broken bones on Hilton Head Island, but I still like it here. I like to be near Rosalie and her husband. (Rosalie and her husband, Rayner Gaillard, live at Oyster Landing Club, and their son, Charles R. Gaillard, also is an island resident)
“I wake up with a little pain in my legs in the morning, but as the day moves along I feel better and better. I get along fine. My legs won’t mind me and I can’t get around by myself, but I’m really fine.”
She was the last of 13 children born to Arthur and Eleanor Carr at their plantation at Friendship near Annapolis, Maryland.
Mrs. White reminisced as follows: Every two years there was a baby and then I came along and was the last of the babies. Now they’re gone, and I’m the only one left. My grandfather was a doctor and took good care of us, and all the children lived to be married. All but one was married when mother died in 1911. We had a wonderful life. My father was a judge and an excellent farmer as well. We grew everything on the farm. Tobacco, corn, wheat, vegetables, plums, pears, peaches, apples. We had chickens. We had our own beef and pork and lamb. It was just wonderful.
In the spring and fall my mother and father went by boat to Baltimore to buy the staples. They’d come back with a keg of flour, a keg of sugar, a keg of coffee and all the things we couldn’t grow on the farm. One time they were down at the wharf on the Chesapeake Bay getting ready to go to Baltimore and this steamer came in. A young girl got off and looked around everywhere for the family that had arranged for her to come over. She was just 17 and had come all the way from Glasgow, Scotland. The family never came to pick her up. Her name was Mae Sherlock and she stayed with us all her life and died at the age of 82. Mae took care of the baby, and a colored girl looked after the older children. My mother would say “You do just what Mae tells to you to do”, and we would. Mother used to say “The peach trees are blooming, and I’ll get a switch if you don’t mind.”
The only thing we had to do for Mae was supply her with tobacco and then light her pipe for her. With my seven brothers and the colored people who lived in what we called “the quarter”, my father had plenty of help. He was a judge as well as a farmer. Later the family moved to Hyattsville. We lived there in the winter and went back to the farm for the summer. We kept that up for years. We had a little clubhouse down on the Chesapeake where we could change and put on our bathing suits. We would take our dinner down to the club and have parties. And the crabs. Oh my, we caught the crabs.
At the proper age, Miss Rosalie Car was enrolled in Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington, DC where she spent two years. It was a little like high school, and “they taught us the gracious things of life.”
In 1909 she was married to Carroll Grant, a Washington realtor. “We had young Rosalie, and then he died when she was 12. “That was the greatest sorrow of my life.” Her second husband was Wellstood White. “Isn’t that an unusual name?” she asked. “He was named for one of his mother’s schoolmates who came from England. He had ties to England. His grandfather was the engraver for the British Crown. “I knew Wellstood when we were young. He was at the University of Maryland, and I’d go up there to dances. We loved to waltz. He went to the war and came out a colonel. He never had married. Eventually we met again and fell in love. He was a Washington realtor too. He was more than a father to young Rosalie. He looked after her and guided her until she was married.” The Whites lived in the Mt. Pleasant area in Washington at the end of the street car line not too far from the zoo. They also had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
“We had a good time,” she recalled. “We belonged to the Maryland Club in Washington and we played golf at the Prince George Club in Maryland, but when Rosalie got a little older I stopped playing to give her all my time. Now she’s the golfer.”
“Rosalie met Rayner Gaillard from Mississippi on a cruise and they were married in 1937 and went to live in Meridian. They gave me two wonderful grandchildren, Charles Rayner who lives on the island and Elizabeth, who lives in Meridian. It’s wonderful to have my grandson here. He has dinner with me at Seabrook every Wednesday and Sunday. There aren’t many young people who would do that.”
“I was a homebody,” she continued. “We traveled everywhere in the United States and Canada, but I never wanted to go to Europe. I loved a trip, but after a couple of weeks I wanted to go home.”
Her advice to anybody who would like to live to be 99 years old is to “live a normal life” “We never drank liquor or smoked. We drank wine at dinner. We just lived what I call a normal life. A lot of people would hate what I call a normal life, but if they lived one, they’d live longer. “My idea of a normal life is to have a happy home with the parents staying close to the children until they’re old enough to know right from wrong. Being kind to people. Going to Church. That just about covers what I consider a normal life. “You should also watch your diet,” she cautioned in conclusion. “I’ve always eaten a lot of vegetables and I still do. I think diet is important and it’s also important to live one day at a time from day to day.”
Monday Mar 30, 1987 The Island Packet page 2A
Services for Mrs. Rosalie Carr White, 99, of The Seabrook on Hilton Head Island are scheduled for 1:30 p.m. Tuesday at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Poolsville, Maryland with the Rev. Steve Hayward officiating and Joseph Gawler’s Sons Funeral Home of Washington in charge. Burial will follow at Monocacy Cemetery in Beallsville, Maryland. Mrs. White died Thursday at The Seabrook.
Survivors include her daughter, Mrs. Rosalie Gaillard of Hilton Head; and a grandson, Charles R. Gaillard of Hilton Head.
When Mrs. White was a little girl President Grover Cleveland picked her up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. At Mrs. White’s 99th birthday party earlier this year at The Seabrook, she received a signed greeting card from President Ronald Reagan and first lady Nancy Reagan.
The youngest of 13 brothers and sisters born to Dr. Arthur Carr and Mrs. Eleanor Carr at the family’s plantation near Friendship, Maryland-in the Annapolis, Maryland area-Mrs. White attended Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington.
She married Washington real estate agent Carroll Grant in 1909, who died years later. Her second husband was the late Wellstood White, a US Military Colonel who was also a real estate agent. The Whites lived in the Mount Pleasant area of Washington and had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
In an interview earlier this month with the Island Packet, Mrs. White reflected on her life. “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said.
Daughter of Arthur White and
Mary Eleanor Hardesty
Wife of:
1. Thomas C. Grant
2. Wellstood Whitmore White
Married October 1, 1932
Washington D.C.
Mother of Rosalie Carr Grant
Obituary
Services for Mrs. Rosalie Carr White, 99, of The Seabrook on Hilton Head Island are scheduled for 1:30 p.m. Tuesday at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Poolsville, Maryland with the Rev. Steve Hayward officiating and Joseph Gawler’s Sons Funeral Home of Washington in charge. Burial will follow at Monocacy Cemetery in Beallsville, Maryland. Mrs. White died Thursday at The Seabrook.
Survivors include her daughter, Mrs. Rosalie Gaillard of Hilton Head; and a grandson, Charles R. Gaillard of Hilton Head.
When Mrs. White was a little girl President Grover Cleveland picked her up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. At Mrs. White’s 99th birthday party earlier this year at The Seabrook, she received a signed greeting card from President Ronald Reagan and first lady Nancy Reagan.
The youngest of 13 brothers and sisters born to Dr. Arthur Carr and Mrs. Eleanor Carr at the family’s plantation near Friendship, Maryland-in the Annapolis, Maryland area-Mrs. White attended Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington.
She married Washington real estate agent Carroll Grant in 1909, who died years later. Her second husband was the late Wellstood White, a US Military Colonel who was also a real estate agent. The Whites lived in the Mount Pleasant area of Washington and had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
In an interview earlier this month with the Island Packet, Mrs. White reflected on her life. “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said.
Contributor: achantle (47704678)
Monday Mar 02, 1987 The Island Packet pg 1
Grover Cleveland, the 24th president of the United States, picked little Rosalie Carr up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. It was so long ago she doesn’t remember the exact date and her mother who took her to the reception and did not remember the date has been dead since 1911. She recently received a birthday card from the 40th president of the United States, signed in hand by Ronald and Nancy Reagan. Almost a century had elapsed between the two memorable events. Rosalie Carr, now Rosalie White, may not remember the exact date when Grover Cleveland pecked her cheek, but she does remember other exact dates and events that occurred in the past 99 years.
There was a big to-do recently at The Seabrook Annex when the memorable 99th rolled around. Betty and George Black sent an orchid. Flowers and cards poured in from other friends and relatives, the nurses hovered around, and people carried on so that “Rosalie Senior” as she is known to distinguish her from her daughter, “Rosalie Junior” Gaillard, was surprised by all the commotion, and pleased. . “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said. “I don’t spend any time thinking about being 100. I’ll make it or I won’t.” Pert and alert, she’s a mere 95 pounds and as lovely and fragile as a Dresden doll. “I’ve broken five bones-one in my shoulder, one in my wrist, one in each leg and one in my back-and I’ve had all those operations, but I don’t have much pain,” she said. “I have had all those broken bones on Hilton Head Island, but I still like it here. I like to be near Rosalie and her husband. (Rosalie and her husband, Rayner Gaillard, live at Oyster Landing Club, and their son, Charles R. Gaillard, also is an island resident)
“I wake up with a little pain in my legs in the morning, but as the day moves along I feel better and better. I get along fine. My legs won’t mind me and I can’t get around by myself, but I’m really fine.”
She was the last of 13 children born to Arthur and Eleanor Carr at their plantation at Friendship near Annapolis, Maryland.
Mrs. White reminisced as follows: Every two years there was a baby and then I came along and was the last of the babies. Now they’re gone, and I’m the only one left. My grandfather was a doctor and took good care of us, and all the children lived to be married. All but one was married when mother died in 1911. We had a wonderful life. My father was a judge and an excellent farmer as well. We grew everything on the farm. Tobacco, corn, wheat, vegetables, plums, pears, peaches, apples. We had chickens. We had our own beef and pork and lamb. It was just wonderful.
In the spring and fall my mother and father went by boat to Baltimore to buy the staples. They’d come back with a keg of flour, a keg of sugar, a keg of coffee and all the things we couldn’t grow on the farm. One time they were down at the wharf on the Chesapeake Bay getting ready to go to Baltimore and this steamer came in. A young girl got off and looked around everywhere for the family that had arranged for her to come over. She was just 17 and had come all the way from Glasgow, Scotland. The family never came to pick her up. Her name was Mae Sherlock and she stayed with us all her life and died at the age of 82. Mae took care of the baby, and a colored girl looked after the older children. My mother would say “You do just what Mae tells to you to do”, and we would. Mother used to say “The peach trees are blooming, and I’ll get a switch if you don’t mind.”
The only thing we had to do for Mae was supply her with tobacco and then light her pipe for her. With my seven brothers and the colored people who lived in what we called “the quarter”, my father had plenty of help. He was a judge as well as a farmer. Later the family moved to Hyattsville. We lived there in the winter and went back to the farm for the summer. We kept that up for years. We had a little clubhouse down on the Chesapeake where we could change and put on our bathing suits. We would take our dinner down to the club and have parties. And the crabs. Oh my, we caught the crabs.
At the proper age, Miss Rosalie Car was enrolled in Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington, DC where she spent two years. It was a little like high school, and “they taught us the gracious things of life.”
In 1909 she was married to Carroll Grant, a Washington realtor. “We had young Rosalie, and then he died when she was 12. “That was the greatest sorrow of my life.” Her second husband was Wellstood White. “Isn’t that an unusual name?” she asked. “He was named for one of his mother’s schoolmates who came from England. He had ties to England. His grandfather was the engraver for the British Crown. “I knew Wellstood when we were young. He was at the University of Maryland, and I’d go up there to dances. We loved to waltz. He went to the war and came out a colonel. He never had married. Eventually we met again and fell in love. He was a Washington realtor too. He was more than a father to young Rosalie. He looked after her and guided her until she was married.” The Whites lived in the Mt. Pleasant area in Washington at the end of the street car line not too far from the zoo. They also had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
“We had a good time,” she recalled. “We belonged to the Maryland Club in Washington and we played golf at the Prince George Club in Maryland, but when Rosalie got a little older I stopped playing to give her all my time. Now she’s the golfer.”
“Rosalie met Rayner Gaillard from Mississippi on a cruise and they were married in 1937 and went to live in Meridian. They gave me two wonderful grandchildren, Charles Rayner who lives on the island and Elizabeth, who lives in Meridian. It’s wonderful to have my grandson here. He has dinner with me at Seabrook every Wednesday and Sunday. There aren’t many young people who would do that.”
“I was a homebody,” she continued. “We traveled everywhere in the United States and Canada, but I never wanted to go to Europe. I loved a trip, but after a couple of weeks I wanted to go home.”
Her advice to anybody who would like to live to be 99 years old is to “live a normal life” “We never drank liquor or smoked. We drank wine at dinner. We just lived what I call a normal life. A lot of people would hate what I call a normal life, but if they lived one, they’d live longer. “My idea of a normal life is to have a happy home with the parents staying close to the children until they’re old enough to know right from wrong. Being kind to people. Going to Church. That just about covers what I consider a normal life. “You should also watch your diet,” she cautioned in conclusion. “I’ve always eaten a lot of vegetables and I still do. I think diet is important and it’s also important to live one day at a time from day to day.”
Monday Mar 30, 1987 The Island Packet page 2A
Services for Mrs. Rosalie Carr White, 99, of The Seabrook on Hilton Head Island are scheduled for 1:30 p.m. Tuesday at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Poolsville, Maryland with the Rev. Steve Hayward officiating and Joseph Gawler’s Sons Funeral Home of Washington in charge. Burial will follow at Monocacy Cemetery in Beallsville, Maryland. Mrs. White died Thursday at The Seabrook.
Survivors include her daughter, Mrs. Rosalie Gaillard of Hilton Head; and a grandson, Charles R. Gaillard of Hilton Head.
When Mrs. White was a little girl President Grover Cleveland picked her up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. At Mrs. White’s 99th birthday party earlier this year at The Seabrook, she received a signed greeting card from President Ronald Reagan and first lady Nancy Reagan.
The youngest of 13 brothers and sisters born to Dr. Arthur Carr and Mrs. Eleanor Carr at the family’s plantation near Friendship, Maryland-in the Annapolis, Maryland area-Mrs. White attended Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington.
She married Washington real estate agent Carroll Grant in 1909, who died years later. Her second husband was the late Wellstood White, a US Military Colonel who was also a real estate agent. The Whites lived in the Mount Pleasant area of Washington and had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
In an interview earlier this month with the Island Packet, Mrs. White reflected on her life. “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said.
Mary Eleanor Hardesty
Wife of:
1. Thomas C. Grant
2. Wellstood Whitmore White
Married October 1, 1932
Washington D.C.
Mother of Rosalie Carr Grant
Obituary
Services for Mrs. Rosalie Carr White, 99, of The Seabrook on Hilton Head Island are scheduled for 1:30 p.m. Tuesday at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Poolsville, Maryland with the Rev. Steve Hayward officiating and Joseph Gawler’s Sons Funeral Home of Washington in charge. Burial will follow at Monocacy Cemetery in Beallsville, Maryland. Mrs. White died Thursday at The Seabrook.
Survivors include her daughter, Mrs. Rosalie Gaillard of Hilton Head; and a grandson, Charles R. Gaillard of Hilton Head.
When Mrs. White was a little girl President Grover Cleveland picked her up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. At Mrs. White’s 99th birthday party earlier this year at The Seabrook, she received a signed greeting card from President Ronald Reagan and first lady Nancy Reagan.
The youngest of 13 brothers and sisters born to Dr. Arthur Carr and Mrs. Eleanor Carr at the family’s plantation near Friendship, Maryland-in the Annapolis, Maryland area-Mrs. White attended Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington.
She married Washington real estate agent Carroll Grant in 1909, who died years later. Her second husband was the late Wellstood White, a US Military Colonel who was also a real estate agent. The Whites lived in the Mount Pleasant area of Washington and had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
In an interview earlier this month with the Island Packet, Mrs. White reflected on her life. “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said.
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Monday Mar 02, 1987 The Island Packet pg 1
Grover Cleveland, the 24th president of the United States, picked little Rosalie Carr up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. It was so long ago she doesn’t remember the exact date and her mother who took her to the reception and did not remember the date has been dead since 1911. She recently received a birthday card from the 40th president of the United States, signed in hand by Ronald and Nancy Reagan. Almost a century had elapsed between the two memorable events. Rosalie Carr, now Rosalie White, may not remember the exact date when Grover Cleveland pecked her cheek, but she does remember other exact dates and events that occurred in the past 99 years.
There was a big to-do recently at The Seabrook Annex when the memorable 99th rolled around. Betty and George Black sent an orchid. Flowers and cards poured in from other friends and relatives, the nurses hovered around, and people carried on so that “Rosalie Senior” as she is known to distinguish her from her daughter, “Rosalie Junior” Gaillard, was surprised by all the commotion, and pleased. . “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said. “I don’t spend any time thinking about being 100. I’ll make it or I won’t.” Pert and alert, she’s a mere 95 pounds and as lovely and fragile as a Dresden doll. “I’ve broken five bones-one in my shoulder, one in my wrist, one in each leg and one in my back-and I’ve had all those operations, but I don’t have much pain,” she said. “I have had all those broken bones on Hilton Head Island, but I still like it here. I like to be near Rosalie and her husband. (Rosalie and her husband, Rayner Gaillard, live at Oyster Landing Club, and their son, Charles R. Gaillard, also is an island resident)
“I wake up with a little pain in my legs in the morning, but as the day moves along I feel better and better. I get along fine. My legs won’t mind me and I can’t get around by myself, but I’m really fine.”
She was the last of 13 children born to Arthur and Eleanor Carr at their plantation at Friendship near Annapolis, Maryland.
Mrs. White reminisced as follows: Every two years there was a baby and then I came along and was the last of the babies. Now they’re gone, and I’m the only one left. My grandfather was a doctor and took good care of us, and all the children lived to be married. All but one was married when mother died in 1911. We had a wonderful life. My father was a judge and an excellent farmer as well. We grew everything on the farm. Tobacco, corn, wheat, vegetables, plums, pears, peaches, apples. We had chickens. We had our own beef and pork and lamb. It was just wonderful.
In the spring and fall my mother and father went by boat to Baltimore to buy the staples. They’d come back with a keg of flour, a keg of sugar, a keg of coffee and all the things we couldn’t grow on the farm. One time they were down at the wharf on the Chesapeake Bay getting ready to go to Baltimore and this steamer came in. A young girl got off and looked around everywhere for the family that had arranged for her to come over. She was just 17 and had come all the way from Glasgow, Scotland. The family never came to pick her up. Her name was Mae Sherlock and she stayed with us all her life and died at the age of 82. Mae took care of the baby, and a colored girl looked after the older children. My mother would say “You do just what Mae tells to you to do”, and we would. Mother used to say “The peach trees are blooming, and I’ll get a switch if you don’t mind.”
The only thing we had to do for Mae was supply her with tobacco and then light her pipe for her. With my seven brothers and the colored people who lived in what we called “the quarter”, my father had plenty of help. He was a judge as well as a farmer. Later the family moved to Hyattsville. We lived there in the winter and went back to the farm for the summer. We kept that up for years. We had a little clubhouse down on the Chesapeake where we could change and put on our bathing suits. We would take our dinner down to the club and have parties. And the crabs. Oh my, we caught the crabs.
At the proper age, Miss Rosalie Car was enrolled in Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington, DC where she spent two years. It was a little like high school, and “they taught us the gracious things of life.”
In 1909 she was married to Carroll Grant, a Washington realtor. “We had young Rosalie, and then he died when she was 12. “That was the greatest sorrow of my life.” Her second husband was Wellstood White. “Isn’t that an unusual name?” she asked. “He was named for one of his mother’s schoolmates who came from England. He had ties to England. His grandfather was the engraver for the British Crown. “I knew Wellstood when we were young. He was at the University of Maryland, and I’d go up there to dances. We loved to waltz. He went to the war and came out a colonel. He never had married. Eventually we met again and fell in love. He was a Washington realtor too. He was more than a father to young Rosalie. He looked after her and guided her until she was married.” The Whites lived in the Mt. Pleasant area in Washington at the end of the street car line not too far from the zoo. They also had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
“We had a good time,” she recalled. “We belonged to the Maryland Club in Washington and we played golf at the Prince George Club in Maryland, but when Rosalie got a little older I stopped playing to give her all my time. Now she’s the golfer.”
“Rosalie met Rayner Gaillard from Mississippi on a cruise and they were married in 1937 and went to live in Meridian. They gave me two wonderful grandchildren, Charles Rayner who lives on the island and Elizabeth, who lives in Meridian. It’s wonderful to have my grandson here. He has dinner with me at Seabrook every Wednesday and Sunday. There aren’t many young people who would do that.”
“I was a homebody,” she continued. “We traveled everywhere in the United States and Canada, but I never wanted to go to Europe. I loved a trip, but after a couple of weeks I wanted to go home.”
Her advice to anybody who would like to live to be 99 years old is to “live a normal life” “We never drank liquor or smoked. We drank wine at dinner. We just lived what I call a normal life. A lot of people would hate what I call a normal life, but if they lived one, they’d live longer. “My idea of a normal life is to have a happy home with the parents staying close to the children until they’re old enough to know right from wrong. Being kind to people. Going to Church. That just about covers what I consider a normal life. “You should also watch your diet,” she cautioned in conclusion. “I’ve always eaten a lot of vegetables and I still do. I think diet is important and it’s also important to live one day at a time from day to day.”
Monday Mar 30, 1987 The Island Packet page 2A
Services for Mrs. Rosalie Carr White, 99, of The Seabrook on Hilton Head Island are scheduled for 1:30 p.m. Tuesday at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Poolsville, Maryland with the Rev. Steve Hayward officiating and Joseph Gawler’s Sons Funeral Home of Washington in charge. Burial will follow at Monocacy Cemetery in Beallsville, Maryland. Mrs. White died Thursday at The Seabrook.
Survivors include her daughter, Mrs. Rosalie Gaillard of Hilton Head; and a grandson, Charles R. Gaillard of Hilton Head.
When Mrs. White was a little girl President Grover Cleveland picked her up in his arms and kissed her cheek at a New Year’s Day reception at the White House around 1890. At Mrs. White’s 99th birthday party earlier this year at The Seabrook, she received a signed greeting card from President Ronald Reagan and first lady Nancy Reagan.
The youngest of 13 brothers and sisters born to Dr. Arthur Carr and Mrs. Eleanor Carr at the family’s plantation near Friendship, Maryland-in the Annapolis, Maryland area-Mrs. White attended Miss Stuart’s Finishing School for Young Ladies in Washington.
She married Washington real estate agent Carroll Grant in 1909, who died years later. Her second husband was the late Wellstood White, a US Military Colonel who was also a real estate agent. The Whites lived in the Mount Pleasant area of Washington and had a farm in Montgomery County, Maryland.
In an interview earlier this month with the Island Packet, Mrs. White reflected on her life. “I just live from day to day, and I let each day take care of itself,” she said.
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