100 years ago, little Stanley pictured above, died in Tonypandy, Wales.
This is the only photo I have of him. He was 2 years old and 5 months.
This photo was taken shortly before his death.
My paternal grandma, Alma May Williams, often told us about him, and why he died.
It's a sad but common story. My Grandma felt badly as she thought it was through her negligence he died. She had taken him to the outhouse in the back yard, (she was age 7) on a bitterly cold day, and alas, she forgot about him. Someone heard him crying at the back door. He caught pneumonia and died.
In 2007, Phil Evans, whom I found online somehow somewhere, helped me out and sent me the above scan. I have no idea where he got it. It shows the notice of interment for little Stanley in the Trealaw Cemetery in Tonypandy, Wales. It lists his age and date of death, the address of where the Palmer family was living, and the signature of my great grandfather, Herbert Palmer.
Here is an old picture of Trealaw Cemetery found online.
A recent photo for Trealaw Cemetery found online.
This is the closest I've come to the cemetery, in July 2007.
It's to the top right of the photo above. That's Matthew and Robert.
We had visited Penygraig where the Palmer's relocated before immigrating to Canada in 1927.
I wonder what little Stanley would of thought of relatives coming to visit his part of the world.
Life is very interesting. I wished to remember Stanley and this is the only way I know how.
By Loretta Houben
1 comment:
Yes, it's a sad story and he shouldn't be forgotten. I don't think your grandmother should have blamed herself though. She was only 7. I guess you didn't know he was buried there when you visited? I was thrilled when I found my great grandmother buried in a cemetery in New York. I visited her unmarked grave and the cemetery caretaker told me that another Volz was buried with her. That was my great, great grandmother and no one knew where they were until I found them.
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