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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 13<br />

<strong>John</strong> F. <strong>Callan</strong> <strong>and</strong><br />

Margery Byrd<br />

In Rochester in the 1950s,<br />

most Catholic children went to allgirl<br />

or all-boy Catholic schools.<br />

Margery Helene Byrd <strong>and</strong> <strong>John</strong> F.<br />

“ Jack” <strong>Callan</strong>, Al <strong>Callan</strong>’s parents,<br />

were no different.<br />

Margery, born July 21, 1934,<br />

attended Mercy High School, <strong>and</strong><br />

Jack, born April 23, 1933, went to<br />

Aquinas Institute. Jack was 17 <strong>and</strong><br />

Margery 16 when they met at a<br />

surprise party thrown in 1950.<br />

“I had just broken up with<br />

the guy I was going with,” says<br />

Margery. “Mary Ann <strong>and</strong> <strong>John</strong>ny<br />

DiGenaro, my next door neighbors,<br />

said that they wanted me to<br />

go. <strong>The</strong>y said the guy throwing the<br />

party, named Bernie, wanted me<br />

to go. So they convinced me. So<br />

we got there, <strong>and</strong> unbeknownst to<br />

me, Bernie had invited another<br />

girl as his date. I met Jack <strong>and</strong> we<br />

danced. He asked to take me<br />

home.” Neither had a car, which<br />

meant they had to take a series of<br />

city buses.<br />

“Every one in the city then<br />

walked or rode buses,” Jack says.<br />

“Nobody had cars after World<br />

War II.”<br />

Margery continues: “We got<br />

out in Webster <strong>and</strong> that area, waiting<br />

for a bus, <strong>and</strong> just then Jack’s uncle<br />

Carl was driving <strong>by</strong>. Jack said, “Well,<br />

Carl can drive us home. Well, I<br />

wasn’t allowed in cars, so I had to go<br />

find a phone <strong>and</strong> call <strong>and</strong> ask my<br />

dad. He said, Yes.”<br />

That night Jack asked<br />

Margery out for a date two weeks<br />

later, but for some reason, he went<br />

to Cayuga Lake with his cousin Pat<br />

instead. He never called Margery<br />

back either.<br />

“About a month later, in<br />

July,” Margery says, “Aunt Kay<br />

<strong>and</strong> all of us went to a street dance,<br />

<strong>and</strong> Jack was there. He came over<br />

<strong>and</strong> asked me to dance. I said<br />

‘What happened?’ <strong>and</strong> he said ‘It<br />

was just a mixup,’ so we danced,<br />

<strong>and</strong> started going out from that day<br />

forward.<br />

“We’d go dancing three<br />

nights a week. Wednesdays in lots<br />

of places, then Friday night we<br />

would go to the collegiate club at<br />

the auditorium at Corpus Christi,<br />

<strong>and</strong> Saturday we would go to the<br />

~ 54 ~<br />

A photo booth picture from one of the first dates of Margery<br />

Byrd, 16, <strong>and</strong> <strong>John</strong> F. (Jack) <strong>Callan</strong>, 17. ca. 1950.<br />

Stardust Arena.<br />

“We always went on the bus,<br />

<strong>and</strong> my dad said I had to be in <strong>by</strong><br />

twelve o’clock <strong>and</strong> sometimes we<br />

would just barely make it. He<br />

worked late as a chef, so some<br />

nights he would be sitting there in<br />

the chair, watching the door when<br />

I came in. And God help me if I<br />

was late.”<br />

That first Christmas after<br />

Margery met Jack, her dad invited<br />

Jack <strong>and</strong> his parents George <strong>and</strong><br />

Gert over for Christmas eve. That<br />

is when she met them for the first<br />

time. At that time the Byrds were<br />

living in a house on a corner<br />

across from St. <strong>John</strong>’s Convent.<br />

That Christmas Eddie <strong>and</strong><br />

Cecilia had given Margery a set of<br />

Jack’s nickname in Korea was<br />

“<strong>The</strong> knife thrower.”<br />

lamps for her bedroom.<br />

“<strong>The</strong>y were like<br />

hurricane lamps with<br />

red globes,” says<br />

Margery. “In those<br />

days if you had a red<br />

light in the window, it<br />

meant something else.<br />

One night her parent’s<br />

friends gave them “the<br />

business” about the<br />

red light shining in<br />

their daughter’s<br />

window. I didn’t<br />

underst<strong>and</strong> until years<br />

later why they took my<br />

lamps away.”<br />

<strong>The</strong> two dated for<br />

just a year before Jack<br />

enlisted in the U.S. Air<br />

Force at age 18, in July<br />

1951. He was immediately<br />

shipped off to the 5th Air<br />

Force in South Korea as a radio<br />

specialist in the Korean War,<br />

leaving Margery behind to spend<br />

her formerly wild weekends

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