|Birth: ||Feb. 19, 1901|
|Death: ||Dec. 17, 1978|
GLENN V. DeJANVIER
Glenn V. DeJanvier, 77, of 160 Cedar St., Rogue River, died Sunday (Dec. 17, 1978)at Josephine General Hospital. Born Feb. 19, 1901, in the small town of Irving, near Eugene, he moved to the Rogue Valley in 1929, residing on Foots Creek Road until 1975, when he moved to Rogue River. He was a building contractor and miner before retirement, and belonged to Foots Creek Chapel at Gold Hill.
Funeral services will be at 10 a.m. Thursday in Lundberg's L. B. Hall Chapel, with Pastor Ed Graham and Glen Diller officiating. Burial will be in Woodville Cemetery at Rogue River.
In lieu of flowers, the family is suggesting donations to the Foots Creek Chapel Memorial Fund, care of Lundberg's L. B. Hall Funeral Home.
Surviving are his wife, Lois, Rogue River; two sons, Homer Louis DeJanvier, Grants Pass, and Gerald Lee DeJanvier, Central Point; a brother, Wayne A. DeJanvier, Medford, eight grandchildren and one great-granddaughter.
Below is a letter written to Glenn from his mother:
Feb. 19 1934
My dear eldest Son:
Just 33 years ago today you were laid in my arms by Dr. Bellover [Sellover?]of Eugene Ore. We lived then in a little house belonging to a man named Montgomery at Irving (commonly called Yellow Dog). It was a little square house in a green plot of ground bordering on the highway, and next to your Father's sister Phelena Arminta Yates. We always called her Lena, but the rest of the family called her Mints.
We lived in Yellow Dog until you were two months old, your father left for Tacoma Washington when you were one month old and worked just 14 days, when his foot slipped on a pot of matt and went into the melted rock burning the shoe to a crisp. He did not walk again until July when he started to work again in the smelter. I brought you to Tacoma on the 3rd of May 1901 and we lived there in a tiny shack set against the hill in the center of Cheyenne St. We lived there until after Byrl was born and then moved to Ruston nearer the smelter. Dad then worked for Jack Buchannan after we moved to Old Town where we ran the Star restaurant for a while. It was when we sold out Dad went back to work for Jack. We moved down to the Pacific mills (shingles) where Wayne was born. We lived there about 6 months then bought the place down by Clausens, and that Xmas Dad bought an axe for you and Byrl cut Waynes finger off about two weeks before we had you three boys picture taken. Wayne still had splints on his finger so we hid his hand.
We sold that place and moved to South Tacoma in 1908 where we had a feed store with Roy and Grace Castor and lived in that pretty little house 6415 Lawrence Ave. So. Tacoma, beside Grace and Roy.
You had started to school while we lived on the Waterfront, as you were 7 years of age. When we moved to Lawrence St. you went to the Edison school, and Byrl was in the "chicken house" the rest I am sure you remember.
How time flies, it seems but yesterday I saw you come in from high and scarce believe my eyes you were so big, and grew so fast, I always caught my breath and looked twice to make sure you were my little boy.
I cannot say I would wish for the time to roll back, there has been too much trouble and grief, and I am glad the road is almost at the end. Soon this Old House will tumble down and I will move out.
You my dear son have never caused me many heartaches, only in the thot, I wish I could do more for you to make life a little easier. To give you a happier outlook and life. God so wills we can do so little of the things we want to do in this expression, and while we manifest here we must do our best and not worry about what we would like to do but can't.
I hoped when I became a Dr. I would make enough to help you boys to finish your school and make something great of yourselves. I would have liked you to be a minister, Byrl a wonderful mechanic and Wayne a lawyer, I do not mean just a scrub but the best of your profession. I do not care so much now for I see many things in a different light than in the old days. Now I wish for you all the best there is for your advancement, you may be what you will. I wish I could help you, not as I want to help you but as you want and need help in your own way.
I still cannot forget the days of my boys childhood. God bless you and yours with lots of love. I'm fairly well, Mother
William Alexander De Janvier (1875 - 1927)
Lydia Beulah Tunison De Janvier (1879 - 1948)
Verna Bernice Shults Negus (1905 - 1959)
Lois Floy Towne DeJanvier (1902 - 1997)
Homer Lewis DeJanvier (1926 - 1998)*
Gerald Lee DeJanvier (1932 - 2008)*
Glenn Valdi DeJanvier (1901 - 1978)
Leslie Byrl De Janvier (1903 - 1950)*
Maintained by: Jan Darby
Originally Created by: Ancestry Seeker
Record added: Mar 24, 2008
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