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 1906 - 1956 (49 years)
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| Name |
Leo Celestine Spencer |
| Birth |
16 Sep 1906 |
Dexter, Perry County, IN  |
| Gender |
Male |
| Death |
4 Mar 1956 |
Cannelton, Perry County, IN |
| Person ID |
I13512 |
Bob Juch's Tree |
| Last Modified |
31 Dec 2022 |
| Father |
Isaac Seymour Spencer, b. 26 Dec 1868, Dexter, Perry County, IN d. 1 Jan 1944, Cannelton, Perry County, IN (Age 75 years) |
| Relationship |
natural |
| Mother |
Zoa Belle Mitchell, b. 3 Dec 1872 d. 1916/1967 (Age 94 years) |
| Relationship |
natural |
| Marriage |
1 Feb 1901 |
Perry County, IN |
| Family ID |
F5250 |
Group Sheet | Family Chart |
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| Notes |
- [Broderbund WFT Vol. 9, Ed. 1, Tree #3342]
I answered yes to addictions because Daddy was very addicted to nicotine;
hence his death from a coronary at age 49. He smoked three packs a day,
or as his wife said, he burned up three packs a day, because the carpet
around his chair had numerous cigarette burn marks. I did not answer yes
to mental illness even though I believe he could be helped with a drug
such a Prozac today. I really believe the circumstances of the time and
the family being the way it was made him try to solve all his problems
himself, and he was naturally unable to do this with little or no support.
Daddy was a very intelligent man, hence his interest in many hobbies.
However, after reaching a reasonable degree of excellence, his interest
would wane. The one he liked the longest and kept his hand in until his
death was his "magician acts."
I remember little of Daddy being home at night and once asked Mother
where he spent his time--she said over at Pie's playing cards. Pie Huber
had a saloon on the corner of Sixth and Main in Cannelton. Dr. Bush used
to join them but he would never take a drink (the result of growing up
with an alcoholic father).
Daddy really loved great music, but I daresay he would not like many
contemporary composers: Bartok, Berg, Schoenberg, Webern, etc. He also
liked to drive--fast! He would not have done well in the days we had the
55 mph speed limit.
I remember walking home from church with Daddy when I was quite young,
and he teased me all the way home by walking fast and taking big steps; I
could hardly keep up with him.
When the older children were old enough to help with Easter Baskets we
really had a lot of fun. Even the adults in our family received baskets,
or rather boxes, and they were all hidden from the recipient. One year
Daddy's was in an empty candy bar box and David and Mary Frances thumb
tacked it to the bottom of the kitchen table. He never did find it
without help from the "hide-ees."
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