In Passing: A Memoir of Sorts
By C.B. Wiland
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same is often more convoluted than one might imagine. For example,
my family nickname "Bim" is a perversion of my great grandmother's
maiden name, Bevan. It was that family name my mother received as a
middle name from her English immigrant father, Thomas Gleaves. Mother
liked it. In fact, she adored it as later events would validate.
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In Passing - C.B. Wiland
In Passing
A Memoir of Sorts
C.B. Wiland
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Contents
Dedication
Foreword
Chapter One - Part One At the Very Beginning
Chapter One - Part Two Home With the Gleaves
Chapter Two — Part One In Comes Tommy
Chapter Two-Part Two A First Miracle?
Chapter Three - Part One A Family Affair
Chapter Three - Part Two A Look at the Family
Chapter Four - Part One My Intro to Art & Irene
Chapter Four - Part Two Crossing the River
Chapter Four - Part Three Darkness Overcomes
Chapter Four - Part Four A New Day Arrives
Chapter Five - Part One Back Home With Father
Chapter Six - Part One Post December 7, 1941
Chapter Six - Part Two We Engage A CPO
Chapter Six - Part Three NATTC-My Second Move
Chapter Six - Part Four We Go to War
Chapter Six - Part Five Almost Home
Chapter Seven - Part One Scrambled Memories
Chapter 7 - Part Two Jobs and Stuff
Chapter Eight A Pause for Regrets
Chapter Nine - Part One Education Versus Ambition
Chapter Nine - Part Two Grafting a Rose on the Family Tree
Chapter Ten - Part One Crusades and Conflicts
Chapter Ten - Part Two Different Folks & Strokes
Chapter Eleven - Part One Hitting the High Road
Chapter Eleven - Part Two A Challenge Accepted
Chapter Eleven - Part Three Success Under Duress
Chapter Eleven - Part Four The New Stands on The Old
Chapter Twelve - Part One Old Home -New Challenges
Chapter Twelve - Part Two KSU to the End
Chapter Thirteen - Part One Joining the Snow Birds
Chapter Thirteen - Part Two The Florida Adventure Endures
Chapter Fourteen - Part One Florida-A New Beginning
Chapter Fourteen - Part Two Early Daze With Barbara*
Chapter Fifteen - Part One From Here to Thar
Chapter Fifteen - Part Two From Thar to There
Chapter Sixteen - Part One Where It All Began - I Think
Novels by The Author*
Death on Hold
Azrael: The Angel of Death
The Morticians’ Gambit
*When I got around to writing novels, I followed trends in the genre, being as vulgar as I knew how in terms of dialogue and sexual practices of a violent nature. The novels listed are those penned after I became a Christian, after I decided I could write an interesting story that was realistic without indulging in the profane to make it so.
Dedication
This work will be the terminal effort of a long life devoted to vacillating aims and some achievements. At one extreme were purposes worthy of a Martin Luther or Mother Teresa; at the other, murky objectives marred by uncertainty and petty indulgence. I belatedly discovered what could and should have led me early on to a joyous, purposeful life.
My loving wife Barbara led me to the door. The Holy Spirit opened it, and I stepped through into the waiting arms of Jesus where I sought and received the Good Shepherd’s blessing. It was felt, it was real.
So what is my dedication? It is to Love and the ability to Forgive that it engenders, the renovating message of the Risen Christ.
In addition, I dedicate this work to a pair of loved ones whose support has sustained me throughout this project: My dear wife Barbara Jean Wiland and her devoted granddaughter Robin Turner, a computer wizard who lifted me over technical problems.
Foreword
As a memoir goes… other than being a fancy name for a titillating autobiography…this writing doesn’t measure up. It doesn’t follow a strict chronology. It is structured topically; and where a topic requires a peek into the past, it peeks.
My purposes are fourfold: (1)To offer my four children, nine grandchildren, and one great granddaughter…with whom I’ve had limited contact…an understanding of who I was and why I was what I was; (2) to confess my parental failures as a way of seeking forgiveness and re-establishing the bond of love that broke with the death of their mother (Rose Horning Wiland on December 16, 1990); (3) to recall bits of family heritage that have been lost in the helter skelter of our lives; and (4) to tell of a prayer that brought my current wife Barbara (Smith) Churchman to me, a prayer which ultimately led me to the open arms of the Father of us all, Jesus Christ and to my salvation.
Note: Any statement followed by a question mark in parentheses (?) denotes uncertainty, a fact the truth of which is rattling about in my aging mind.
Chapter One - Part One
At the Very Beginning
What’s in a name? As a matter of fact, fate, and/or faith, the genesis of same is often more convoluted than one might imagine. For example, my family nickname Bim
is a perversion of my great grandmother’s maiden surname, Bevan. It was that family name my mother received as a middle name from her English immigrant father, Thomas Gleaves. Mother liked it. In fact, she adored it as later events would validate.
In 1923, Dora Bevan Gleaves married Charles Franklin Wiland. So it was, five years after the WWI Armistice was signed, another confrontation between contestants of English and German heritage began.
During a period when reasonable compatibility reigned, and following the still birth of a baby girl, Dora Bevan and Charles Franklin produced a son who was anointed Charles Bevan, Dora’s English tenacity prevailing over Charles German stubbornness. After all, who could hang a moniker like Adolph, Wilhelm, Wolfgang and/or Heinrich on an all-American boy? Charles Wilhelm left such a mucky taste on one’s tongue. Better Winston. What say you, old top? She could have dropped her insistence on Bevan and called her/their son Charles Darwin Wiland. How would Charles Franklin endured that?
Following a divorce, father moved out leaving toddler son and Dora Bevan behind as residents in the three story brick and shake shingle home of Thomas Gleaves. Mother was free to use her favorite name ad nauseam in a variety of creative ways. I learned to respond to Bevan, Bevan Honey, Bev and Bev Baby. I suppose I didn’t care much as long as she called me for Oreo cookies and milk.
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Thomas Gleaves thought of himself as a proper English Gentleman even though he hadn’t graduated from Cambridge, Eton, Oxford or the like. He had served as a pattern making apprentice in a Manchester engine shop. I suspect he got the gentleman stuff while playing cricket at a country club where he received several awards for his batting prowess. Two of his favorite observations were, Gentlemen should always wear hats in public and should always keep their shoes polished.
Chapter One - Part Two
Home With the Gleaves
When the Gleaves family acquired their first auto, it was delivered at the home. After some instruction covering the essentials, Grandpa hopped into the driver’s seat for a solo turn around the block. Like Snoopy attacking the Red Baron…face frozen in a kill or be killed mode…his turn around the block turned into the number of turns approximating the number turned by the Pro’s at the Indy 500. Well, almost.
Each time Grandpa passed the house, he waved to the half dozen or so family observers seated on the front stoop. It became boring, but they continued to wave out of courtesy to their sire. The exchange of waves didn’t end until Grandpa came walking up Litchfield Rd. without the auto. He’d run out of petrol. He would’ve stopped sooner,