Adeline Vietti was born on 27 January 1904 to Severino and Agnus Vietti in Reno Nevada. Her family had the Black Smith Yard across from the Church in downtown Reno. Adeline spoke both English and Italian and had the most beautiful singing voice. She attended local schools and was a performer early on. On 12 January 1921, she was a member of the Glee Club and performed for “High School Day”.
She was a member of the Children of Mary Society when she was young. Throughout her entire life Adeline was dedicated to the Catholic Church. She married William Palmer in 1924 and they had 1 child, a daughter, Ruth Zoe Palmer. On the 21 November 1927 Adeline traveled to San Fransisco California to compete in the Atwater Kent National Radio Contest and WON! They had a lovely party in Reno with the family to listen to the competition on the radio. The Reno Evening Gazette published many articles about Adeline and her singing.
William and Adeline divorced and she would later marry William O’Shaughnessy and they would live in San Fransisco and have 2 children, William and Francesca. They would also divorce leaving Adeline to raise her children in Reno Nevada.
Grammie was always there. I never remember her driving a car. Her sister Margaret or her daughter Ruth drove her. She worked downtown for an optometrist for many years. She took the bus everyday to work and back. I can remember that she was always surrounded by friends and family and she was most generous in sharing them with us. Grammie had a lovely friend named Iris who lived around the corner from her. We would walk over to visit with her when I would stay at her house. Iris would take me into her beautiful back yard and she would teach me how to paint.
The weekends that I spent with my Grammie were wonderful. She would cook us our favorite dinner, lamb chops, rice and green beans. We would eat our dinner on TV trays in the living room and watch something fun. For many years she had a dog named Tippy. He was great and he was her friend and companion. After we would finish our dinner she would get out a bag of M&M’s. I would carefully sort all of the colors and Grammie was always kind enough to eat the brown ones! We would have a great time on our weekend adventures. Walking to Dairy Queen for a dilly bar and then over to the park to ride the planes and train around the Park. We would climb to the top of the rocket ship and back down again.
When you were old enough to sit at the table and knew your numbers you were old enough to learn to play the card game Canasta. Grammie, Aunty Marg and Aunty Ruth always needed a fourth for teams. I spent many an hour around the table with these wonderful women and learned a great deal. At Christmas time the house around the corner on Hunter Lake would turn their yard into a pink magical Christmas Village. We would walk over to see it, hand in hand, with the snow crunching under our feet. When it was warm we would snuggle together on the lounge, in the sun, on the front porch. We would do one of two things while in the sun, we would find words in her word search puzzle book or I would watch her ,ever so gently, pluck her stray hairs out with the tweezers. She told me one day I would understand what the fuss was about and I do.
Sometimes Grammie would sing for me. I loved when she sang Ave Maria. At night we would crawl into her double bed and say The Rosary. Sundays we would get ready for Church. Aunty Marg would pull up in her Jaguar and off to St. Thomas for Mass. We would enter the Church and cross ourselves with Holy Water, then we would climb the old, round, wooden staircase to where the Choir performed. Helen Tolatti would let me sit next to her while she played the organ. I can still remember what it smelled like. To this day I go by when I am in Town and light a candle for her.
Grammie was a rock, a port in the storm. When she began to lose her memory it broke my heart. But even in the end she always found comfort in her Rosary Beads. She used Ponds Cream every day and night. She wore Emerald Perfume. She never went out with a hair out of place and never really spoke unkindly of anyone. She took me to buy my prom dress and to see the Sound of Music. She taught me to tie my shoes and how to help people. On rare occasions I would go with her to clean the Alter at Church. This was always a time of great reverence. I can remember watching her genuflect each time she crossed, never forgetting. I’m not sure how she managed it, but she was the only divorced person I knew who always took communion. The Monsignor spoke at her funeral mass and wrote about her in the paper when she died. I think she had a special dispensation because of her absolute devotion and faith.
She was a member of the Children of Mary Society when she was young. Throughout her entire life Adeline was dedicated to the Catholic Church. She married William Palmer in 1924 and they had 1 child, a daughter, Ruth Zoe Palmer. On the 21 November 1927 Adeline traveled to San Fransisco California to compete in the Atwater Kent National Radio Contest and WON! They had a lovely party in Reno with the family to listen to the competition on the radio. The Reno Evening Gazette published many articles about Adeline and her singing.
William and Adeline divorced and she would later marry William O’Shaughnessy and they would live in San Fransisco and have 2 children, William and Francesca. They would also divorce leaving Adeline to raise her children in Reno Nevada.
Grammie was always there. I never remember her driving a car. Her sister Margaret or her daughter Ruth drove her. She worked downtown for an optometrist for many years. She took the bus everyday to work and back. I can remember that she was always surrounded by friends and family and she was most generous in sharing them with us. Grammie had a lovely friend named Iris who lived around the corner from her. We would walk over to visit with her when I would stay at her house. Iris would take me into her beautiful back yard and she would teach me how to paint.
The weekends that I spent with my Grammie were wonderful. She would cook us our favorite dinner, lamb chops, rice and green beans. We would eat our dinner on TV trays in the living room and watch something fun. For many years she had a dog named Tippy. He was great and he was her friend and companion. After we would finish our dinner she would get out a bag of M&M’s. I would carefully sort all of the colors and Grammie was always kind enough to eat the brown ones! We would have a great time on our weekend adventures. Walking to Dairy Queen for a dilly bar and then over to the park to ride the planes and train around the Park. We would climb to the top of the rocket ship and back down again.
When you were old enough to sit at the table and knew your numbers you were old enough to learn to play the card game Canasta. Grammie, Aunty Marg and Aunty Ruth always needed a fourth for teams. I spent many an hour around the table with these wonderful women and learned a great deal. At Christmas time the house around the corner on Hunter Lake would turn their yard into a pink magical Christmas Village. We would walk over to see it, hand in hand, with the snow crunching under our feet. When it was warm we would snuggle together on the lounge, in the sun, on the front porch. We would do one of two things while in the sun, we would find words in her word search puzzle book or I would watch her ,ever so gently, pluck her stray hairs out with the tweezers. She told me one day I would understand what the fuss was about and I do.
Sometimes Grammie would sing for me. I loved when she sang Ave Maria. At night we would crawl into her double bed and say The Rosary. Sundays we would get ready for Church. Aunty Marg would pull up in her Jaguar and off to St. Thomas for Mass. We would enter the Church and cross ourselves with Holy Water, then we would climb the old, round, wooden staircase to where the Choir performed. Helen Tolatti would let me sit next to her while she played the organ. I can still remember what it smelled like. To this day I go by when I am in Town and light a candle for her.
Grammie was a rock, a port in the storm. When she began to lose her memory it broke my heart. But even in the end she always found comfort in her Rosary Beads. She used Ponds Cream every day and night. She wore Emerald Perfume. She never went out with a hair out of place and never really spoke unkindly of anyone. She took me to buy my prom dress and to see the Sound of Music. She taught me to tie my shoes and how to help people. On rare occasions I would go with her to clean the Alter at Church. This was always a time of great reverence. I can remember watching her genuflect each time she crossed, never forgetting. I’m not sure how she managed it, but she was the only divorced person I knew who always took communion. The Monsignor spoke at her funeral mass and wrote about her in the paper when she died. I think she had a special dispensation because of her absolute devotion and faith.
Adeline Vietti was born on 27 January 1904 to Severino and Agnus Vietti in Reno Nevada. Her family had the Black Smith Yard across from the Church in downtown Reno. Adeline spoke both English and Italian and had the most beautiful singing voice. She attended local schools and was a performer early on. On 12 January 1921, she was a member of the Glee Club and performed for “High School Day”.
She was a member of the Children of Mary Society when she was young. Throughout her entire life Adeline was dedicated to the Catholic Church. She married William Palmer in 1924 and they had 1 child, a daughter, Ruth Zoe Palmer. On the 21 November 1927 Adeline traveled to San Fransisco California to compete in the Atwater Kent National Radio Contest and WON! They had a lovely party in Reno with the family to listen to the competition on the radio. The Reno Evening Gazette published many articles about Adeline and her singing.
William and Adeline divorced and she would later marry William O’Shaughnessy and they would live in San Fransisco and have 2 children, William and Francesca. They would also divorce leaving Adeline to raise her children in Reno Nevada.
Grammie was always there. I never remember her driving a car. Her sister Margaret or her daughter Ruth drove her. She worked downtown for an optometrist for many years. She took the bus everyday to work and back. I can remember that she was always surrounded by friends and family and she was most generous in sharing them with us. Grammie had a lovely friend named Iris who lived around the corner from her. We would walk over to visit with her when I would stay at her house. Iris would take me into her beautiful back yard and she would teach me how to paint.
The weekends that I spent with my Grammie were wonderful. She would cook us our favorite dinner, lamb chops, rice and green beans. We would eat our dinner on TV trays in the living room and watch something fun. For many years she had a dog named Tippy. He was great and he was her friend and companion. After we would finish our dinner she would get out a bag of M&M’s. I would carefully sort all of the colors and Grammie was always kind enough to eat the brown ones! We would have a great time on our weekend adventures. Walking to Dairy Queen for a dilly bar and then over to the park to ride the planes and train around the Park. We would climb to the top of the rocket ship and back down again.
When you were old enough to sit at the table and knew your numbers you were old enough to learn to play the card game Canasta. Grammie, Aunty Marg and Aunty Ruth always needed a fourth for teams. I spent many an hour around the table with these wonderful women and learned a great deal. At Christmas time the house around the corner on Hunter Lake would turn their yard into a pink magical Christmas Village. We would walk over to see it, hand in hand, with the snow crunching under our feet. When it was warm we would snuggle together on the lounge, in the sun, on the front porch. We would do one of two things while in the sun, we would find words in her word search puzzle book or I would watch her ,ever so gently, pluck her stray hairs out with the tweezers. She told me one day I would understand what the fuss was about and I do.
Sometimes Grammie would sing for me. I loved when she sang Ave Maria. At night we would crawl into her double bed and say The Rosary. Sundays we would get ready for Church. Aunty Marg would pull up in her Jaguar and off to St. Thomas for Mass. We would enter the Church and cross ourselves with Holy Water, then we would climb the old, round, wooden staircase to where the Choir performed. Helen Tolatti would let me sit next to her while she played the organ. I can still remember what it smelled like. To this day I go by when I am in Town and light a candle for her.
Grammie was a rock, a port in the storm. When she began to lose her memory it broke my heart. But even in the end she always found comfort in her Rosary Beads. She used Ponds Cream every day and night. She wore Emerald Perfume. She never went out with a hair out of place and never really spoke unkindly of anyone. She took me to buy my prom dress and to see the Sound of Music. She taught me to tie my shoes and how to help people. On rare occasions I would go with her to clean the Alter at Church. This was always a time of great reverence. I can remember watching her genuflect each time she crossed, never forgetting. I’m not sure how she managed it, but she was the only divorced person I knew who always took communion. The Monsignor spoke at her funeral mass and wrote about her in the paper when she died. I think she had a special dispensation because of her absolute devotion and faith.
She was a member of the Children of Mary Society when she was young. Throughout her entire life Adeline was dedicated to the Catholic Church. She married William Palmer in 1924 and they had 1 child, a daughter, Ruth Zoe Palmer. On the 21 November 1927 Adeline traveled to San Fransisco California to compete in the Atwater Kent National Radio Contest and WON! They had a lovely party in Reno with the family to listen to the competition on the radio. The Reno Evening Gazette published many articles about Adeline and her singing.
William and Adeline divorced and she would later marry William O’Shaughnessy and they would live in San Fransisco and have 2 children, William and Francesca. They would also divorce leaving Adeline to raise her children in Reno Nevada.
Grammie was always there. I never remember her driving a car. Her sister Margaret or her daughter Ruth drove her. She worked downtown for an optometrist for many years. She took the bus everyday to work and back. I can remember that she was always surrounded by friends and family and she was most generous in sharing them with us. Grammie had a lovely friend named Iris who lived around the corner from her. We would walk over to visit with her when I would stay at her house. Iris would take me into her beautiful back yard and she would teach me how to paint.
The weekends that I spent with my Grammie were wonderful. She would cook us our favorite dinner, lamb chops, rice and green beans. We would eat our dinner on TV trays in the living room and watch something fun. For many years she had a dog named Tippy. He was great and he was her friend and companion. After we would finish our dinner she would get out a bag of M&M’s. I would carefully sort all of the colors and Grammie was always kind enough to eat the brown ones! We would have a great time on our weekend adventures. Walking to Dairy Queen for a dilly bar and then over to the park to ride the planes and train around the Park. We would climb to the top of the rocket ship and back down again.
When you were old enough to sit at the table and knew your numbers you were old enough to learn to play the card game Canasta. Grammie, Aunty Marg and Aunty Ruth always needed a fourth for teams. I spent many an hour around the table with these wonderful women and learned a great deal. At Christmas time the house around the corner on Hunter Lake would turn their yard into a pink magical Christmas Village. We would walk over to see it, hand in hand, with the snow crunching under our feet. When it was warm we would snuggle together on the lounge, in the sun, on the front porch. We would do one of two things while in the sun, we would find words in her word search puzzle book or I would watch her ,ever so gently, pluck her stray hairs out with the tweezers. She told me one day I would understand what the fuss was about and I do.
Sometimes Grammie would sing for me. I loved when she sang Ave Maria. At night we would crawl into her double bed and say The Rosary. Sundays we would get ready for Church. Aunty Marg would pull up in her Jaguar and off to St. Thomas for Mass. We would enter the Church and cross ourselves with Holy Water, then we would climb the old, round, wooden staircase to where the Choir performed. Helen Tolatti would let me sit next to her while she played the organ. I can still remember what it smelled like. To this day I go by when I am in Town and light a candle for her.
Grammie was a rock, a port in the storm. When she began to lose her memory it broke my heart. But even in the end she always found comfort in her Rosary Beads. She used Ponds Cream every day and night. She wore Emerald Perfume. She never went out with a hair out of place and never really spoke unkindly of anyone. She took me to buy my prom dress and to see the Sound of Music. She taught me to tie my shoes and how to help people. On rare occasions I would go with her to clean the Alter at Church. This was always a time of great reverence. I can remember watching her genuflect each time she crossed, never forgetting. I’m not sure how she managed it, but she was the only divorced person I knew who always took communion. The Monsignor spoke at her funeral mass and wrote about her in the paper when she died. I think she had a special dispensation because of her absolute devotion and faith.
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