Graduated from Adrian High School, Adrian, Lenawee, Michigan. Served in the Army Air Corps.
Killed hauling a load of Christmas trees in a pickup truck with a friend, hit a patch of black ice and ran into a 18 wheeler, died instantly. Ran a hunting lodge at Houton Lake, Michigan, was a excellent hunter , trapper, fisherman, tracker; knew most animals, birds, trees and plants of the area. He was once attracted by a roster pheasant protecting his chicks and was followed home by a wolverine . This information was collected from Richard Hill, son of Ethel D. Walworth (Hill) , my father's sister. As my father was killed before I was born, and as children we didn't show any interest in knowing anymore about our father.
Taken from a letter from Richard Hill "I read your letter to mother ( Ethel D. Walworth [ Hill]), and thought I would write you about your dad as I knew him from the time I was able and old enough to go fishing and hunting. He and I did so. We fished in both the lakes and streams near home in Lenawee County (Michigan) as well as up north. For a time he worked for Leon Billmeyar, who had a farm which fronted on both Wolf and Mars lakes. You could go to Middle Lake, Washington Lake, Allens Lake, South Meadow Lake and Kelly Lake by going through channels connecting them . We fished through out the years. In summer from a boat and wading, and in the winter through the ice. He had a fishing coop which had a bed in it and we slept over night, and were raring to go early in the morning when the fishing was the best. Could only spear Pike, but fished for Bluegill and perch, both in side and outside the fishing coop . we also went trout fishing up north near where uncle Neely (Corneilus Vernon Walworth) lived near Mesick. Mother, Dad, and myself and Paul went deer hunting in 1933 up across the straits of Mackinaw and north of Nahawa in Delta County. We had a Model A Ford two-door and it took us two days to get there. At that time you had to go across the Straits of Mackinaw on a boat. We camped north on Nahawa on the Sturge on River. Your dad lost his pipe while scooping up the snow for a spot to pitch our tent . He was making cigarettes out of toilet paper . He got a nice deer that year and made a terrific shot on it. We had to drag it about 2 miles and the snow was frozen on top just enough so it would break through. I swear we felt as though we had dragged that deer 10 miles. In 1934 I was up to Houghton Lake in the summer some when he was building his cabin on the lake. In 1935 he asked us to hunt near the lake and took us out to the spot where we camped. I went back with him to help him set traps as the trapping season started at Midnight on the same day as the deer hunting season started . He had floats with 4 traps on them which were set out in the wild rice beds where the muscrats had houses. We set about 200 traps after midnight and then ran them once before daylight. Got about 50 rats the first time. I drove back out to the tent and deer hunting . He has hunted there ever since. In 1950 we got a chance to buy 40 acres in that area. It is completely surrounded by State land. I have not been hunting the last three years as I had no way to go. I do not drive only around home as my sight is impaired. Contracted muscular dystrophy in 1969 and eventually it affected my eye muscles so that I have double vision . Have to keep one eye covered in order to see anything. Your dad also took me pheasant hunting the first time when I was 14. I used my dads (Oliver Hill) IV (four-ten ?) gauge pump gun. We went down to the neighbors who had a small swamp back of his barn. We both got 2 birds and a rabbit a piece. Your dad also taught me how to go through the woods without making any noise . He excelled at that. I have seen him shoot pheasants on the fly with a 22 rifle. He also hunted woodcocks with a 22 rifle. He was a crack shot."
[Maybelle Fern (Luther) Fellman]
Paul and friend were bringing a load of Christmas trees down from up-state turned out to go around a truck, load of logs or something and did not get back in time. [black ice] It happened near Jackson, Michigan. He is buried in Union Cemetery, East Rome, Michigan.
Adrian Dailey Telegram, Monday, May 11, 1925, Adrian, Michigan
Paul Walworth of Wolf Lake and Nealy Walworth of Adrian spent Sunday with Mother Anna Walworth at Walworth.
Killed hauling a load of Christmas trees in a pickup truck with a friend, hit a patch of black ice and ran into a 18 wheeler, died instantly. Ran a hunting lodge at Houton Lake, Michigan, was a excellent hunter , trapper, fisherman, tracker; knew most animals, birds, trees and plants of the area. He was once attracted by a roster pheasant protecting his chicks and was followed home by a wolverine . This information was collected from Richard Hill, son of Ethel D. Walworth (Hill) , my father's sister. As my father was killed before I was born, and as children we didn't show any interest in knowing anymore about our father.
Taken from a letter from Richard Hill "I read your letter to mother ( Ethel D. Walworth [ Hill]), and thought I would write you about your dad as I knew him from the time I was able and old enough to go fishing and hunting. He and I did so. We fished in both the lakes and streams near home in Lenawee County (Michigan) as well as up north. For a time he worked for Leon Billmeyar, who had a farm which fronted on both Wolf and Mars lakes. You could go to Middle Lake, Washington Lake, Allens Lake, South Meadow Lake and Kelly Lake by going through channels connecting them . We fished through out the years. In summer from a boat and wading, and in the winter through the ice. He had a fishing coop which had a bed in it and we slept over night, and were raring to go early in the morning when the fishing was the best. Could only spear Pike, but fished for Bluegill and perch, both in side and outside the fishing coop . we also went trout fishing up north near where uncle Neely (Corneilus Vernon Walworth) lived near Mesick. Mother, Dad, and myself and Paul went deer hunting in 1933 up across the straits of Mackinaw and north of Nahawa in Delta County. We had a Model A Ford two-door and it took us two days to get there. At that time you had to go across the Straits of Mackinaw on a boat. We camped north on Nahawa on the Sturge on River. Your dad lost his pipe while scooping up the snow for a spot to pitch our tent . He was making cigarettes out of toilet paper . He got a nice deer that year and made a terrific shot on it. We had to drag it about 2 miles and the snow was frozen on top just enough so it would break through. I swear we felt as though we had dragged that deer 10 miles. In 1934 I was up to Houghton Lake in the summer some when he was building his cabin on the lake. In 1935 he asked us to hunt near the lake and took us out to the spot where we camped. I went back with him to help him set traps as the trapping season started at Midnight on the same day as the deer hunting season started . He had floats with 4 traps on them which were set out in the wild rice beds where the muscrats had houses. We set about 200 traps after midnight and then ran them once before daylight. Got about 50 rats the first time. I drove back out to the tent and deer hunting . He has hunted there ever since. In 1950 we got a chance to buy 40 acres in that area. It is completely surrounded by State land. I have not been hunting the last three years as I had no way to go. I do not drive only around home as my sight is impaired. Contracted muscular dystrophy in 1969 and eventually it affected my eye muscles so that I have double vision . Have to keep one eye covered in order to see anything. Your dad also took me pheasant hunting the first time when I was 14. I used my dads (Oliver Hill) IV (four-ten ?) gauge pump gun. We went down to the neighbors who had a small swamp back of his barn. We both got 2 birds and a rabbit a piece. Your dad also taught me how to go through the woods without making any noise . He excelled at that. I have seen him shoot pheasants on the fly with a 22 rifle. He also hunted woodcocks with a 22 rifle. He was a crack shot."
[Maybelle Fern (Luther) Fellman]
Paul and friend were bringing a load of Christmas trees down from up-state turned out to go around a truck, load of logs or something and did not get back in time. [black ice] It happened near Jackson, Michigan. He is buried in Union Cemetery, East Rome, Michigan.
Adrian Dailey Telegram, Monday, May 11, 1925, Adrian, Michigan
Paul Walworth of Wolf Lake and Nealy Walworth of Adrian spent Sunday with Mother Anna Walworth at Walworth.
Graduated from Adrian High School, Adrian, Lenawee, Michigan. Served in the Army Air Corps.
Killed hauling a load of Christmas trees in a pickup truck with a friend, hit a patch of black ice and ran into a 18 wheeler, died instantly. Ran a hunting lodge at Houton Lake, Michigan, was a excellent hunter , trapper, fisherman, tracker; knew most animals, birds, trees and plants of the area. He was once attracted by a roster pheasant protecting his chicks and was followed home by a wolverine . This information was collected from Richard Hill, son of Ethel D. Walworth (Hill) , my father's sister. As my father was killed before I was born, and as children we didn't show any interest in knowing anymore about our father.
Taken from a letter from Richard Hill "I read your letter to mother ( Ethel D. Walworth [ Hill]), and thought I would write you about your dad as I knew him from the time I was able and old enough to go fishing and hunting. He and I did so. We fished in both the lakes and streams near home in Lenawee County (Michigan) as well as up north. For a time he worked for Leon Billmeyar, who had a farm which fronted on both Wolf and Mars lakes. You could go to Middle Lake, Washington Lake, Allens Lake, South Meadow Lake and Kelly Lake by going through channels connecting them . We fished through out the years. In summer from a boat and wading, and in the winter through the ice. He had a fishing coop which had a bed in it and we slept over night, and were raring to go early in the morning when the fishing was the best. Could only spear Pike, but fished for Bluegill and perch, both in side and outside the fishing coop . we also went trout fishing up north near where uncle Neely (Corneilus Vernon Walworth) lived near Mesick. Mother, Dad, and myself and Paul went deer hunting in 1933 up across the straits of Mackinaw and north of Nahawa in Delta County. We had a Model A Ford two-door and it took us two days to get there. At that time you had to go across the Straits of Mackinaw on a boat. We camped north on Nahawa on the Sturge on River. Your dad lost his pipe while scooping up the snow for a spot to pitch our tent . He was making cigarettes out of toilet paper . He got a nice deer that year and made a terrific shot on it. We had to drag it about 2 miles and the snow was frozen on top just enough so it would break through. I swear we felt as though we had dragged that deer 10 miles. In 1934 I was up to Houghton Lake in the summer some when he was building his cabin on the lake. In 1935 he asked us to hunt near the lake and took us out to the spot where we camped. I went back with him to help him set traps as the trapping season started at Midnight on the same day as the deer hunting season started . He had floats with 4 traps on them which were set out in the wild rice beds where the muscrats had houses. We set about 200 traps after midnight and then ran them once before daylight. Got about 50 rats the first time. I drove back out to the tent and deer hunting . He has hunted there ever since. In 1950 we got a chance to buy 40 acres in that area. It is completely surrounded by State land. I have not been hunting the last three years as I had no way to go. I do not drive only around home as my sight is impaired. Contracted muscular dystrophy in 1969 and eventually it affected my eye muscles so that I have double vision . Have to keep one eye covered in order to see anything. Your dad also took me pheasant hunting the first time when I was 14. I used my dads (Oliver Hill) IV (four-ten ?) gauge pump gun. We went down to the neighbors who had a small swamp back of his barn. We both got 2 birds and a rabbit a piece. Your dad also taught me how to go through the woods without making any noise . He excelled at that. I have seen him shoot pheasants on the fly with a 22 rifle. He also hunted woodcocks with a 22 rifle. He was a crack shot."
[Maybelle Fern (Luther) Fellman]
Paul and friend were bringing a load of Christmas trees down from up-state turned out to go around a truck, load of logs or something and did not get back in time. [black ice] It happened near Jackson, Michigan. He is buried in Union Cemetery, East Rome, Michigan.
Adrian Dailey Telegram, Monday, May 11, 1925, Adrian, Michigan
Paul Walworth of Wolf Lake and Nealy Walworth of Adrian spent Sunday with Mother Anna Walworth at Walworth.
Killed hauling a load of Christmas trees in a pickup truck with a friend, hit a patch of black ice and ran into a 18 wheeler, died instantly. Ran a hunting lodge at Houton Lake, Michigan, was a excellent hunter , trapper, fisherman, tracker; knew most animals, birds, trees and plants of the area. He was once attracted by a roster pheasant protecting his chicks and was followed home by a wolverine . This information was collected from Richard Hill, son of Ethel D. Walworth (Hill) , my father's sister. As my father was killed before I was born, and as children we didn't show any interest in knowing anymore about our father.
Taken from a letter from Richard Hill "I read your letter to mother ( Ethel D. Walworth [ Hill]), and thought I would write you about your dad as I knew him from the time I was able and old enough to go fishing and hunting. He and I did so. We fished in both the lakes and streams near home in Lenawee County (Michigan) as well as up north. For a time he worked for Leon Billmeyar, who had a farm which fronted on both Wolf and Mars lakes. You could go to Middle Lake, Washington Lake, Allens Lake, South Meadow Lake and Kelly Lake by going through channels connecting them . We fished through out the years. In summer from a boat and wading, and in the winter through the ice. He had a fishing coop which had a bed in it and we slept over night, and were raring to go early in the morning when the fishing was the best. Could only spear Pike, but fished for Bluegill and perch, both in side and outside the fishing coop . we also went trout fishing up north near where uncle Neely (Corneilus Vernon Walworth) lived near Mesick. Mother, Dad, and myself and Paul went deer hunting in 1933 up across the straits of Mackinaw and north of Nahawa in Delta County. We had a Model A Ford two-door and it took us two days to get there. At that time you had to go across the Straits of Mackinaw on a boat. We camped north on Nahawa on the Sturge on River. Your dad lost his pipe while scooping up the snow for a spot to pitch our tent . He was making cigarettes out of toilet paper . He got a nice deer that year and made a terrific shot on it. We had to drag it about 2 miles and the snow was frozen on top just enough so it would break through. I swear we felt as though we had dragged that deer 10 miles. In 1934 I was up to Houghton Lake in the summer some when he was building his cabin on the lake. In 1935 he asked us to hunt near the lake and took us out to the spot where we camped. I went back with him to help him set traps as the trapping season started at Midnight on the same day as the deer hunting season started . He had floats with 4 traps on them which were set out in the wild rice beds where the muscrats had houses. We set about 200 traps after midnight and then ran them once before daylight. Got about 50 rats the first time. I drove back out to the tent and deer hunting . He has hunted there ever since. In 1950 we got a chance to buy 40 acres in that area. It is completely surrounded by State land. I have not been hunting the last three years as I had no way to go. I do not drive only around home as my sight is impaired. Contracted muscular dystrophy in 1969 and eventually it affected my eye muscles so that I have double vision . Have to keep one eye covered in order to see anything. Your dad also took me pheasant hunting the first time when I was 14. I used my dads (Oliver Hill) IV (four-ten ?) gauge pump gun. We went down to the neighbors who had a small swamp back of his barn. We both got 2 birds and a rabbit a piece. Your dad also taught me how to go through the woods without making any noise . He excelled at that. I have seen him shoot pheasants on the fly with a 22 rifle. He also hunted woodcocks with a 22 rifle. He was a crack shot."
[Maybelle Fern (Luther) Fellman]
Paul and friend were bringing a load of Christmas trees down from up-state turned out to go around a truck, load of logs or something and did not get back in time. [black ice] It happened near Jackson, Michigan. He is buried in Union Cemetery, East Rome, Michigan.
Adrian Dailey Telegram, Monday, May 11, 1925, Adrian, Michigan
Paul Walworth of Wolf Lake and Nealy Walworth of Adrian spent Sunday with Mother Anna Walworth at Walworth.
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