Note: Lived for a time on what is now Jarvis St. At that time there were only three houses on the south side of River St : along the Conn. River bank,, the Obreys (Laura Jarvis), her brother Peter Jarvis, and west of Peter was the large home of Grandma Philomene (Field) Jarvis. About 1907 they moved to what is now (1995) the Elks Club on Main Street. It was a two family house but soon converted to one family as the families resources increased. Race horses were stabled in the rear of the property and later after the death of Peter, the place was converted to the Jarvis Inn.
Evelyn graduated from Windsor High School and attended Skidmore College in Saratoga Springs, N.Y. She was on the state championship basketball or volleyball team in high school, in any event played both. Was a good dancer and athlete. Was in Claremont Hospital passing a kidney stone, when a slightly different pain announced the arrival of 8 lb. 2 oz, red haired son Gerald J. Aug 4, 1930. Another trip to the Hospital in 1939 with ruptured appendix. This was just before the common use of penicillin, so she was stuffed like a turkey with sulfur drugs, partially sewed up with a wick protruding to drain away the peritonitis. Miraculously ( according to Dr Keely ) she survived. A return to the Hospital a year later to remove the offending appendix. Another visit to the hospital, this time Peter Brent Brigham in Boston to remove the worthless kidney that had plagued the pregnancy with her only child. Then a couple of years later saw the need for addition surgery to remove adhesions. Hemorrhoid surgery was next, a common family weakness. Finally, a last surgery to remove her gallbladder, no sooner recovered, than swollen lymph glands foretold of the cancer that would, after a hard fight, take her life, at age 74.
Would you believe that her insurance agent husband, through all of this, never had Hospitalization Insurance! At first, because it was during the depression and he couldn`t afford it, later, because the underwriters did not want to insure a person hving had so many surgeries. When 65 she did have Medicare.
In any event, throughout her life she was very active, always on the go, a real " shop til you drop " ( you, not her ). A vivacious, attractive women who, in spite of her many trips to the operating room, looked 10 to 15 years younger than she was. Loved and doted on her grandchildren. Was an expert seamstress and kept her granddaughter Susan, and later Marybeth, dressed up like little dolls. She would play toss and catch with the boys and kick the soccer ball with them. Gave up trying to sing to the children (she really could not carry a tune). Instead, when they were little, if they were really fussy or sick, she would comfort them by pacing the floor while holding them, patting them on the back and saying over and over ( and over ) " there, there, there, there ...". This trait was later repeated --
It was in 1978, the year after mother died, that Shirley was in the hospital after brain surgery. After our hopes had turned to fear because she was returned to the I.C.U. with meningitis, it became doubtful if she would in fact survive, I went home one night tired and depressed. In bed sleepy thoughts by habit turned to prayer. I recall wondering why my prayers were just not being answered. I started a sort of conversation ( prayer ? ) with my departed parents. In the past, and not just when I was a kid, they always seemed to come to my rescue whenever I really needed help. Thoughts like -- " Hey something is wrong, I just don't seem to be getting through, can`t you guys help get the message to the right party?" Sleep came with thoughts like that floating around in my drowsy consciousness.
The next morning when I arrived at the I.C.U. Shirley was much better! The tubes were out, she was propped up in bed, groggy but awake. Later on that morning, when she had one of her moments of energy and could talk a little, she said something that made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end: " The funniest thing happened last night, " she said, "I woke up and your mother was sitting next to the bed; she was patting my arm and saying, like she used to with the children, -- there, there, there ..."
In fact, later on Shirley recalled the "out of body -- long tunnel with a light at the end-- already departed relatives waiting by the light-- then all slowly retreating" typical of what you hear from many who have had a near death experience. Then she "awoke" to the sound of " there - there " !?
Thanks Mom !
"If I should die and leave you here awhile, Be not like others, sore and undone, Who keep long vigils by the silent dust, and weep. For my sake - turn again to life and smile Nerving thy heart and trembling hand to do Something to comfort other hearts than thine. Complete those dear unfinished tasks of mine And I, perchance, may therein comfort you." -- A. Price Hughes & Mary Lee Hall
Vermont Death Records, 1909-2008 Vermont Death Records, 1909-2008 Name: Evelyn J. Rice [Evelyn J. Jarvis] Gender: Female Birth Date: 26 Jul 1903 Birth Location: Vermont Death Date: 28 Jun 1977 Death Location: Windsor, Windsor Cause Of Death: Metastatic Adenocarcinoma Veteran: Non applicable Residence: Windsor, Vermont Mother's Maiden Name: Murphy Mother's Name: Mary Father's Name: Peter E. Jarvis Date Filed: 29 Jun 1977 Vital Event Type: Certificate of Death
Ancestry.com. Vermont Death Records, 1909-2008 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., 2010. Original data: Vermont. Vermont Death Records, 1909-2003. Vermont State Archives and Records Administration, Montpelier, Vermont. Vermont. Vermont Death Records, 2004-2008. Vital Records Office, Vermont Department of Health, Burlington, Vermont.