Alma always went by her middle name Faye. She married Ira Lewis Reppeto on November 26, 1930 in Kansas City, Jackson county, Missouri. They had two children, a son and daughter.
Faye wrote of how she met her husband, Ira. "My family and I began to attend Michigan Avenue Baptist Church in Kansas City and the people there told me about a real good looking man who was on vacation in Texas at that time. The next Sunday evening he was there and since it was a small church and he was good looking, I knew right away that it was he. A few weeks later they were planning a treasure hunt and someone told me to go ask Ira if he had a flashlight. I did after church and he said "No, but I'm not afraid of the dark," and took hold of my arm and walked me home. I had never had a boy friend so it sort of swept me off my feet. Ira's proposal of marriage was accepted and we set the date for November 26, 1930." They were married for 57 years.
Other excerpts from her biography paint a picture of life as she grew up: "The snow was quite deep on February 21, 1910. I've been told by my mother, when Daddy had to call Dr. Anderson from Chetopa Kansas to assist in my making my appearance about 6:10 on that Monday morning on a farm about a mile south and some two miles west of Chetopa.
Occasionally we went in the buggy to Grandma and Grandpa Nash's for dinner on Sunday. Grandma always gave me a piece of "bread, butter and suggily". They had a small house so when it was time to eat, the men ate at the table and the women and children had to wait until they were finished--then we had chicken backs and wings or whatever was left. I liked the neck and foot (not the drumstick).
In March of 1916 Aunt Rhuie, Dad's sister came to visit us a few days and then took me home with her to Bartlett, KS. The next morning when we got back home there was a baby sister, Vera May, in my Dad's lap. (We weren't in on those things then).
In 1918, the year of the terrible influenza epidemic, Dad's sister, Rhuie, who had married the Post Master at Bartlett, Kansas, died of the flu leaving Clayton just 11 months old. Mother and Dad told Uncle Leon Landrith, his father, that Clayton could come live with us and he has been our beloved brother ever since. He was so tiny, cute and active.
In 1918 Dad and Mother bought a model T Ford. The car went so fast, probably 20 miles an hour. Later that summer we decided to go to Kansas City where Aunt Helen, mother's sister, lived with her husband, Roe Ellis. Mother, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa Nash, Vera, Clayton and I started way before daylight with our suitcases and food for a whole day all inside that car for there was no trunk. There were no highways either. We had several flat tires and were stuck in the mud several times so everyone had to get out and push. Fifteen hours later we arrived, a tired bunch of dirty people.
About 1921 or 22 Dad and Mother bought their first and only farm, 2 1/2 miles west of Chetopa on what was to become U.S. Highway 166. Dad took a team of horses and worked and farmed the 80 acres. At one time we had 18 milk cows and sold cream and a good many chickens and sold eggs. We always had a large garden and canned many quarts and half-gallon jars of vegetables and fruit each summer.
Faye died while at the Hidden Lake Care Center of Raytown, MO December 12, 1994. She had been in the care center less that a week. Pastor Lindy Reed of Birchwood Baptist Church preached her funeral. Faye was a volunteer at City Union Mission in downtown Kansas City prior to her death. Her funeral arrangements were handled by the Muehlebach Funeral Home in Kansas City.
Faye wrote of how she met her husband, Ira. "My family and I began to attend Michigan Avenue Baptist Church in Kansas City and the people there told me about a real good looking man who was on vacation in Texas at that time. The next Sunday evening he was there and since it was a small church and he was good looking, I knew right away that it was he. A few weeks later they were planning a treasure hunt and someone told me to go ask Ira if he had a flashlight. I did after church and he said "No, but I'm not afraid of the dark," and took hold of my arm and walked me home. I had never had a boy friend so it sort of swept me off my feet. Ira's proposal of marriage was accepted and we set the date for November 26, 1930." They were married for 57 years.
Other excerpts from her biography paint a picture of life as she grew up: "The snow was quite deep on February 21, 1910. I've been told by my mother, when Daddy had to call Dr. Anderson from Chetopa Kansas to assist in my making my appearance about 6:10 on that Monday morning on a farm about a mile south and some two miles west of Chetopa.
Occasionally we went in the buggy to Grandma and Grandpa Nash's for dinner on Sunday. Grandma always gave me a piece of "bread, butter and suggily". They had a small house so when it was time to eat, the men ate at the table and the women and children had to wait until they were finished--then we had chicken backs and wings or whatever was left. I liked the neck and foot (not the drumstick).
In March of 1916 Aunt Rhuie, Dad's sister came to visit us a few days and then took me home with her to Bartlett, KS. The next morning when we got back home there was a baby sister, Vera May, in my Dad's lap. (We weren't in on those things then).
In 1918, the year of the terrible influenza epidemic, Dad's sister, Rhuie, who had married the Post Master at Bartlett, Kansas, died of the flu leaving Clayton just 11 months old. Mother and Dad told Uncle Leon Landrith, his father, that Clayton could come live with us and he has been our beloved brother ever since. He was so tiny, cute and active.
In 1918 Dad and Mother bought a model T Ford. The car went so fast, probably 20 miles an hour. Later that summer we decided to go to Kansas City where Aunt Helen, mother's sister, lived with her husband, Roe Ellis. Mother, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa Nash, Vera, Clayton and I started way before daylight with our suitcases and food for a whole day all inside that car for there was no trunk. There were no highways either. We had several flat tires and were stuck in the mud several times so everyone had to get out and push. Fifteen hours later we arrived, a tired bunch of dirty people.
About 1921 or 22 Dad and Mother bought their first and only farm, 2 1/2 miles west of Chetopa on what was to become U.S. Highway 166. Dad took a team of horses and worked and farmed the 80 acres. At one time we had 18 milk cows and sold cream and a good many chickens and sold eggs. We always had a large garden and canned many quarts and half-gallon jars of vegetables and fruit each summer.
Faye died while at the Hidden Lake Care Center of Raytown, MO December 12, 1994. She had been in the care center less that a week. Pastor Lindy Reed of Birchwood Baptist Church preached her funeral. Faye was a volunteer at City Union Mission in downtown Kansas City prior to her death. Her funeral arrangements were handled by the Muehlebach Funeral Home in Kansas City.
Alma always went by her middle name Faye. She married Ira Lewis Reppeto on November 26, 1930 in Kansas City, Jackson county, Missouri. They had two children, a son and daughter.
Faye wrote of how she met her husband, Ira. "My family and I began to attend Michigan Avenue Baptist Church in Kansas City and the people there told me about a real good looking man who was on vacation in Texas at that time. The next Sunday evening he was there and since it was a small church and he was good looking, I knew right away that it was he. A few weeks later they were planning a treasure hunt and someone told me to go ask Ira if he had a flashlight. I did after church and he said "No, but I'm not afraid of the dark," and took hold of my arm and walked me home. I had never had a boy friend so it sort of swept me off my feet. Ira's proposal of marriage was accepted and we set the date for November 26, 1930." They were married for 57 years.
Other excerpts from her biography paint a picture of life as she grew up: "The snow was quite deep on February 21, 1910. I've been told by my mother, when Daddy had to call Dr. Anderson from Chetopa Kansas to assist in my making my appearance about 6:10 on that Monday morning on a farm about a mile south and some two miles west of Chetopa.
Occasionally we went in the buggy to Grandma and Grandpa Nash's for dinner on Sunday. Grandma always gave me a piece of "bread, butter and suggily". They had a small house so when it was time to eat, the men ate at the table and the women and children had to wait until they were finished--then we had chicken backs and wings or whatever was left. I liked the neck and foot (not the drumstick).
In March of 1916 Aunt Rhuie, Dad's sister came to visit us a few days and then took me home with her to Bartlett, KS. The next morning when we got back home there was a baby sister, Vera May, in my Dad's lap. (We weren't in on those things then).
In 1918, the year of the terrible influenza epidemic, Dad's sister, Rhuie, who had married the Post Master at Bartlett, Kansas, died of the flu leaving Clayton just 11 months old. Mother and Dad told Uncle Leon Landrith, his father, that Clayton could come live with us and he has been our beloved brother ever since. He was so tiny, cute and active.
In 1918 Dad and Mother bought a model T Ford. The car went so fast, probably 20 miles an hour. Later that summer we decided to go to Kansas City where Aunt Helen, mother's sister, lived with her husband, Roe Ellis. Mother, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa Nash, Vera, Clayton and I started way before daylight with our suitcases and food for a whole day all inside that car for there was no trunk. There were no highways either. We had several flat tires and were stuck in the mud several times so everyone had to get out and push. Fifteen hours later we arrived, a tired bunch of dirty people.
About 1921 or 22 Dad and Mother bought their first and only farm, 2 1/2 miles west of Chetopa on what was to become U.S. Highway 166. Dad took a team of horses and worked and farmed the 80 acres. At one time we had 18 milk cows and sold cream and a good many chickens and sold eggs. We always had a large garden and canned many quarts and half-gallon jars of vegetables and fruit each summer.
Faye died while at the Hidden Lake Care Center of Raytown, MO December 12, 1994. She had been in the care center less that a week. Pastor Lindy Reed of Birchwood Baptist Church preached her funeral. Faye was a volunteer at City Union Mission in downtown Kansas City prior to her death. Her funeral arrangements were handled by the Muehlebach Funeral Home in Kansas City.
Faye wrote of how she met her husband, Ira. "My family and I began to attend Michigan Avenue Baptist Church in Kansas City and the people there told me about a real good looking man who was on vacation in Texas at that time. The next Sunday evening he was there and since it was a small church and he was good looking, I knew right away that it was he. A few weeks later they were planning a treasure hunt and someone told me to go ask Ira if he had a flashlight. I did after church and he said "No, but I'm not afraid of the dark," and took hold of my arm and walked me home. I had never had a boy friend so it sort of swept me off my feet. Ira's proposal of marriage was accepted and we set the date for November 26, 1930." They were married for 57 years.
Other excerpts from her biography paint a picture of life as she grew up: "The snow was quite deep on February 21, 1910. I've been told by my mother, when Daddy had to call Dr. Anderson from Chetopa Kansas to assist in my making my appearance about 6:10 on that Monday morning on a farm about a mile south and some two miles west of Chetopa.
Occasionally we went in the buggy to Grandma and Grandpa Nash's for dinner on Sunday. Grandma always gave me a piece of "bread, butter and suggily". They had a small house so when it was time to eat, the men ate at the table and the women and children had to wait until they were finished--then we had chicken backs and wings or whatever was left. I liked the neck and foot (not the drumstick).
In March of 1916 Aunt Rhuie, Dad's sister came to visit us a few days and then took me home with her to Bartlett, KS. The next morning when we got back home there was a baby sister, Vera May, in my Dad's lap. (We weren't in on those things then).
In 1918, the year of the terrible influenza epidemic, Dad's sister, Rhuie, who had married the Post Master at Bartlett, Kansas, died of the flu leaving Clayton just 11 months old. Mother and Dad told Uncle Leon Landrith, his father, that Clayton could come live with us and he has been our beloved brother ever since. He was so tiny, cute and active.
In 1918 Dad and Mother bought a model T Ford. The car went so fast, probably 20 miles an hour. Later that summer we decided to go to Kansas City where Aunt Helen, mother's sister, lived with her husband, Roe Ellis. Mother, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa Nash, Vera, Clayton and I started way before daylight with our suitcases and food for a whole day all inside that car for there was no trunk. There were no highways either. We had several flat tires and were stuck in the mud several times so everyone had to get out and push. Fifteen hours later we arrived, a tired bunch of dirty people.
About 1921 or 22 Dad and Mother bought their first and only farm, 2 1/2 miles west of Chetopa on what was to become U.S. Highway 166. Dad took a team of horses and worked and farmed the 80 acres. At one time we had 18 milk cows and sold cream and a good many chickens and sold eggs. We always had a large garden and canned many quarts and half-gallon jars of vegetables and fruit each summer.
Faye died while at the Hidden Lake Care Center of Raytown, MO December 12, 1994. She had been in the care center less that a week. Pastor Lindy Reed of Birchwood Baptist Church preached her funeral. Faye was a volunteer at City Union Mission in downtown Kansas City prior to her death. Her funeral arrangements were handled by the Muehlebach Funeral Home in Kansas City.
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