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The Callans and McClarys, by John Edward Callan - Callanworld

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<strong>The</strong> <strong><strong>Callan</strong>s</strong> <strong>and</strong> <strong>McClarys</strong><br />

CHAPTER 12<br />

<strong>Edward</strong> Byrd<br />

<strong>and</strong> Cecelia Messier<br />

Cecelia “Peggy” Messier<br />

was born Aug 30, 1913 in<br />

Bedford, Province of Quebec,<br />

Canada. She weighed 15 pounds<br />

at birth, <strong>and</strong> was born on the<br />

kitchen table of the farm her<br />

family lived on. Family stories<br />

say the doctor literally stood on<br />

the table <strong>and</strong> pushed down on<br />

the belly of her mother,<br />

Josephine Lambert Messier, to<br />

get the ba<strong>by</strong> out, fearing that if<br />

they did not, both mother <strong>and</strong><br />

daughter would die there on the<br />

kitchen table.<br />

At age 20, Cecelia met<br />

<strong>Edward</strong> Byrd in Burlington,<br />

Vermont. She was a seamstress<br />

<strong>and</strong> <strong>Edward</strong> was a chef. In early<br />

September of that year, she<br />

wrote <strong>and</strong> asked for her parents<br />

blessing to marry him. <strong>The</strong> reply<br />

from her mother came in the<br />

form of a letter, which is now in<br />

the possession of her daughter,<br />

Nancy (Byrd) Nunamaker. <strong>The</strong><br />

letter, complete with some<br />

misspellings, is reproduced at<br />

right.<br />

With her parents blessing,<br />

on October<br />

14, 1933,<br />

Peggy<br />

Messier was<br />

united in<br />

marriage to<br />

<strong>Edward</strong><br />

Byrd in<br />

Burlington,<br />

Vermont.<br />

<strong>Edward</strong> was the son of George<br />

Bird (Byrd) <strong>and</strong> Bertha Starks<br />

(Byrd). Born on April 21, 1908,<br />

~ 50 ~<br />

in Scotia, New York, he was one<br />

of five children. His occupation<br />

was a chef, <strong>and</strong> hers a seamstress.<br />

She acquired the nickname<br />

of “Peggy” from him,<br />

named after a song, “Peg of My<br />

Heart,” featured in a popular<br />

1933 Marian Davies motion<br />

picture:<br />

Peg O’ my heart, I love you<br />

Don’t let us part, I love you<br />

I always knew, it would be you,<br />

Since I heard your lilting laughter<br />

It’s your Irish heart I’m after<br />

Peg O’ my heart, your glances<br />

Make my heart say, how’s Chances<br />

Come be my own, come make your home<br />

In my heart<br />

Peg O’ my heart, I love you<br />

We’ll never part, I love you<br />

Dear little girl, sweet little girl<br />

Sweeter than the Rose of Erin<br />

Are your winning smiles endearing<br />

Peg O’ my heart, your glances<br />

With Irish art, entrance us<br />

Come be my own, come make your home<br />

In my heart<br />

Later moving to Rochester,<br />

New York, Eddie <strong>and</strong> “Peggy”<br />

Sept. 26, 1933<br />

Dear Daughter, Your letter received was very much suprise of news. I would be<br />

very much pleased, one way. Because your Father <strong>and</strong> I, in fact, both of us think<br />

he is O.K. Only one thing, be sure <strong>and</strong> think twice before you either get married.<br />

For you know it endure a lot of patient, <strong>and</strong> trile a lot to think of, my dear. You<br />

probably think he is OK right now. But if you make your bed, my child, You<br />

must lay in it. Not because we don’t like him, but it is to remind you what is<br />

before you, your trouble will not be mine <strong>and</strong> I would be so happy if you do get<br />

married <strong>and</strong> settle down <strong>and</strong> remain that way. Only one thing, I will not consent<br />

is for you to get married <strong>by</strong> a minister at your own church. If he does not<br />

want to join the church, he has not got to . You go over <strong>and</strong> see the priest, he will<br />

tell you all about, Do not give up your church, dear child, because you will never<br />

be happy or lucky. Remember a lesson from Bernadette. You can see <strong>by</strong> yourself.<br />

had a wonderful life with their<br />

two daughters, Margery, born<br />

July 21, 1934, <strong>and</strong> Nancy, born<br />

Nov. 21, 1935. <strong>The</strong>y often<br />

dreamed of their future together<br />

<strong>and</strong> how when the girls were<br />

grown they would travel the<br />

United States, he working as a<br />

waitress, he as a chef, when they<br />

ran low on money.<br />

Her daughter Nancy says<br />

she never heard the couple<br />

argue, “so if they did, they did it<br />

when I wasn’t around. “ Peggy<br />

kept to regular household<br />

schedules her whole life, <strong>and</strong> this<br />

dates even to when the girls were<br />

young.<br />

“She would bake on Saturdays,<br />

<strong>and</strong> she would make<br />

donuts, <strong>and</strong> one gallon was put<br />

away for dad. She did the ironing<br />

for the nun’s house across the<br />

street. She had a flat top press<br />

which was very innovative at the<br />

time. She would wash on Saturday<br />

<strong>and</strong> iron on Monday. She<br />

had a set schedule. She always<br />

kept to that schedule, even for<br />

food. On Thursday she would<br />

have leftovers. Liver <strong>and</strong> Onions<br />

on one night, <strong>and</strong> then spaghetti<br />

on another. If you didn’t eat<br />

your liver <strong>and</strong> peas, you ate them<br />

the next day. You didn’t throw<br />

out anything.<br />

“Dad worked every night as<br />

a chef. When he died he was<br />

working at a hot dog st<strong>and</strong>, at<br />

Shortie Junker’s Bar <strong>and</strong> Grill.<br />

Some guy kicked him in the ribs<br />

one time <strong>and</strong> he through a knife<br />

at him. He was chef at<br />

Middlebury College in Vermont.<br />

He did all the cooking for the

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