|Birth: ||Jun. 10, 1876|
|Death: ||Dec. 6, 1946|
Los Angeles County
"Billy" McDowell was a thresher in Iowa. He moved his family to Richmond, California during the Second World War and worked as a night watchman at the docks. Either my mother or grandmother told me that he'd been assaulted one night while on duty.
Will's death certificate (Los Angeles county, CA) lists his occupation as "road contractor." The following transcription of his draft record (1917-1918) is found on the Ringgold county pages of iagenweb.org.
McDOWELL, William Ellis, Tingley, Iowa born June 10, 1876 farmer & thresher, spouse - Euphemia McDOWELL
William and his threshing crew were the subjects of Threshing With Steam As I Remember It. The story describes him as "a slender wiry dark complected man" who "could get mad when things went wrong." The "water monkey" was his son Clyde. The story concludes with the end of the threshing season. William would blast the steam engine's whistle and...
...the men and women of the day who now sleep in our beautiful cemeteries listened and looked at each other and said, "It sounds like Billy McDowell has finished his run!"
William died three and half years before I was born. But I remember Clyde very well, probably last seeing him in 1964. He and my grandfather, who were brothers-in-law, were close friends and worked together painting houses. Clyde had a wooden leg, the result, as I recall, of an accident while working with his father. Like his dad, he had huge ears which he would wiggle to entertain the youngsters.
Other than the night watchman story and the threshing article, the only story I recall being told about Will is one that my grandmother told me. Apparently while a teenager he had gotten caught walking down a wooded country road at night with no light. Understandably, he was nervous about being out alone in the middle of nowhere. After awhile he saw a man crouched behind a tree. Will called out to him, "Who are you? What do you want?" There was no response so he picked up a branch and swung it around him as he ran home. Telling the family of the incident, several men, along with Will, went out to the spot to confront the man--who turned out to be a dead tree. Apparently, my great-grandfather never heard the last of it. Indeed, the story was still being told more than a hundred years later.
I visited Tingley, Iowa, where Will and Eunie raised their family, in 1988 and spent some time talking to the proprietor of the general store. He knew my grandmother well and remarked that he remembered "Old Will McDowell" and that the wagon wheel sitting in front of the store had belonged to him.
William Erwin McDowell (1830 - 1901)
Maria Hart McDowell (1836 - 1880)
Euphemia Ruth Ashenhurst McDowell (1880 - 1977)
Maintained by: Michael Cooley
Originally Created by: Burt
Record added: Nov 10, 2006
Find A Grave Memorial# 16590526
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