Sunday, May 8, 2022

Mum, Mom, Mother. The Early Years

     Five or six o’clock would come on a summer day and a cow bell would sound throughout the neighborhood followed by a loud motherly voice…Lin….Ken….Jeff.

Lin, Ken, Jeff
Circa 1958

     We were summoned from our play to come to dinner.  From a friend's backyard, from our playground in the woods, from who knows where.  Childhood in the 1950’s.  

Mother.  Martha Jean Stark Hughes

     Martha Jean Stark, daughter of Charles Edward Stark and Martha Marie Frederick, who married later in life and had one child on December 4, 1921.  Martha, known as Marse, grew up in Avalon, a borough outside of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, graduated from Wooster College in Ohio and married George VanGilder Hughes, a neighbor, who she attended Avalon schools with from first grade through high school.  

Mom featured on a magazine page
Photography by Alfred Walter Stark
Unable to find the name of the magazine

Circa 1925
Pre School
Photography by Alfred Walter Stark

Elementary School
Photography by Alfred Walter Stark
All dresses made by Mom's Mom
Martha Marie Frederick Stark

Age Ten
Photography by Alfred Walter Stark
Note the beautiful, handwork on the dress
The smocking and embroidered flowers
all created by Mom's mother

     There are numerous, beautiful photographs of Mom, taken through her early years by paternal uncle, Alfred Walter Stark, a professional photographer.

     Mom's years before college was one of privilege.  Not wealth, but certainly one of an upper middle class, even during any financial downturn in the country.  Her father, was the head of the traffic department at Carnegie Illinois Steel Company.   The traffic department was the financial end of the operation...the claims department....the money crunchers.  

1926 Kennywood Park
Cousins with One Dollar Bills
Dorothy and Lois Cooper
Martha Jean Stark

1928 Motor Trip
Martha Jean Stark, Martha Marie Frederick Stark,
Wilhelmine Swartz Stark, Francis Stark
and Charles Edward Stark

Atlantic City

Chicago Exposition 

Camp at Cedar Springs, Canada 

1935 and 1936
YMCA Camp Buddy
Lake Lynn, West Virginia

     There were summer vacations to various cities and beaches, summer camp weeks, family gatherings with both sides of the family (Stark and Frederick), dance lessons, quiet evenings with opera streaming through the apartment played on a Victrola, weekends spent with friends at the movies in town or playing Monopoly.  

     One childhood item that I was unaware of was a speech issue.  Mom did not actually identify what the issue was; however, she did take elocution lessons from her paternal aunt, Emily Stark Miller.  The lessons took place sometime during Mom's elementary school years.  Aunt Emily must have been a great teacher as Mom put the lessons to good use as she moved through her life.

Age Ten
The Pittsburgh Press
December 20, 1931
page 33

Age Thirteen
The Pittsburgh Press
October 9, 1935
page 38

Western Pennsylvania Conference of High School Journalists
Age Eighteen
Pittsburgh Post Gazette
April 21, 1939
page 17

Avalon High School
Senior Photograph

     She was encouraged by her father to excel in academics.  And she did.  By her senior year she was the editor of the senior yearbook, a writer for the school newspaper, elected to The Quill and Scroll (a national honorary journalistic fraternity), acted in two school plays her senior year,  and was one of four commencement speakers....the only female.  By the way the salutatory was given by her future husband, George VanGilder Hughes, who she was dating.  

     Off to The College of Wooster, Wooster, Ohio in the fall of 1939. George headed to Washington & Jefferson College in Washington, Pennsylvania and they continued their relationship long distance.

    I was somewhat amazed by this newspaper article I found. Mom was chosen as a college student to model fall school fashions at Kaufmann's Department store in Pittsburgh. This would have been just before beginning her senior year at Wooster.

The Pittsburgh Post Gazette
January 26, 1942

The College of Wooster
Class of 1943
Senior Photograph

    Marse pledged a college women's social group, was active in the drama department and Kappa Theta Gamma Wooster's drama fraternity, a department head of the school's newspaper, debate, student senate, YWCA club and The Big Four Cabinet. Her major was English and teaching, graduating in May 1943.

     George had fast tracked his college experience in three years and was already attending medical school at the University of Pittsburgh when Martha graduated.  At this time the young couple knew a child was on the way.  With years of medical school, internship and residency ahead, they made the tough, courageous decision to allow adoption through Catholic Charities.  

Pittsburgh Sun-Telegraph
December 2, 1943
Page 17 

     On November  23, 1943, George VanGilder Hughes and Martha Jean Stark married.  

Other Blogs on Flipside





-HUGHES, MARTHA STARK, Christmas Eve in Memory of Mom


-HUGHES, MARTHA JEAN STARK Fearless Females # 8: Journal--Baby Book

-HUGHES, MARTHA JEAN STARK Fearless Females #18: Shining Star Theater

-HUGHES, MARTHA JEAN STARK Fearless Females #17: Social Butterfly

-HUGHES, MARTHA JEAN STARK, Mom’s Last Christmas—Wordless Wednesday




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Sunday, January 9, 2022

Back to the Fifties: Waffles


     This past Christmas, 2021, my waffle iron bit the proverbial dust.  About once a month I make a batch of waffles and pancakes, freeze them and have them for breakfast for a couple of months.  The Linda Eggo Waffle...😂 


 Last week, while in Walmart, I saw the exact waffle maker I wanted.  Today was its maiden voyage.

     My inner maternal great grandmother, Jessie Pool VanGilder, kicked in and I decided to make the waffles from scratch.  No premade mix this time.  As the waffles were baking away and as each one, done and stacking up on a plate for later freezing, my mind traveled to a memory from my early years.

     In the early 1950's, there were special times that I would spend a weekend at my paternal grandparents, George Henry Hughes aka "Pop Pop" and Sarah (Sara) VanGilder Hughes aka "Grams".  

     From 1950-1956 they lived in a duplex apartment at 168 Lincoln Avenue in Bellevue, a town outside Pittsburgh, Allegheny County, Pennsylvania. As an elementary aged kid, I called this place the Grandpa Snazzy House.  More about that in another blog.  I have so many cherished memories of this home.  The waffle story is one of them.

     When I stayed at 168 Lincoln, I slept in Aunt Faith's bedroom.  She was attending school at The College of Wooster in Wooster, Ohio.  My mother's alma mater. Later in life, Aunt Faith told me that her bedroom set formerly belonged to her maternal grandmother, Jessie Pool VanGilder.  Holy Toledo!  I slept in Great Grandma VanGilder's bed.

     One Saturday morning I awoke and hurried downstairs following the aroma of breakfast that was filling the apartment.  When I entered the kitchen, Grams was busy at the stove and Pop Pop was at the kitchen table reading the newspaper with a cup of coffee nearby.  

     I need to add here that my Grams was a wonderful cook.  Nothing fancy....just delicious.plain.home cooked food.  It was mostly made from scratch.  She was well schooled in food preparation.  Her mother ran boarding houses and then was the cook on several different steamboats.     

My brother at the home breakfast table 
Talk about a choice of cereal.😉

     To my delight, the breakfast menu that morning consisted of waffles, bacon and orange juice.  I want to interject here that my Mom was not a morning person or a cook.  I don't think I had ever seen or eaten French toast until I spent an overnight with my elementary school best friend and neighbor, Ruthie Arthur, circa 1956.  Breakfast at home in the 1950's was a collection of different cereal boxes to choose from on the kitchen table.  Waffles and bacon was the breakfast of kings or a princess 😂   

     And now the cherished memory.  Grams plated my breakfast and placed it before me on the kitchen table.  As I was about to dig in, Pop Pop stopped me.  He took the little metal log cabin syrup container (Remember them?  The container shaped like a log cabin) and poured a small amount of syrup in each little square in the waffle.  💕


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