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Friday, July 23, 2010

Aunt Fran Konesky Amerine Sepia Saturday Week 33 (click here to other Sepias)

This week I introduce, my aunt,, Frances Kochanowski (aka Konesky) Amerine, who was the intrigue of our family and the reason I so wanted to live in CA which I did for many years.  There will be more later to share about her, but for today, suffice that she was the  eldest, first born of Rose and Teofil, my Mom's parents and my grandparents.  Born in 1916, but she  changed her age so frequently that when she died in CA in 1999 even her daughter and son did not know her true age.  The only time she could not lie about her age was when she was around her sisters, who would not tolerate that.  This is the earliest photo I have of her, similar to Uncle Carl's at the Renton School, taken in about  1923.


Aunt Francie was the most  adventuresome  as well as he most argumentative of the family and enlisted in the Women's Army Corps (WAC)  in  1942 to the consternation of her family. If Uncle Carl her brother was going to enlist, so was she and she did, with her first stretch of the truth about her age when she made herself older, the only time she increased her age! I always thought that was so brave of her; she never served abroad though she claimed to be wanting to do just that, but she traveled all around the country serving where needed.  I am uncertain what she did in the WAC's, likely some sort of office work, I do not believe she went into nursing.  This photo is from about 1942 and you can see how pretty she was and quite happy to be out and about in the world.


 She wanted to travel and did so much of her life, after marrying Uncle Paul, who was career military Air Force. For their marriage, sometime between 1947-1948, she made herself  younger because he was younger than she.  There were many family discussions about that and even Francie's father, Teofil could not understand why she did not just admit her age and be over with it.  There were many things he did not understand about this daughter. 

Well she was on her path and one thing she wanted was out of the Polish poor family and onto the world.  At times she rather looked down on her roots; but her family accepted her, referring to her "big ideas."  I liked that from early on, believing that we should all have big ideas.  I  never knew as a child that there was any negativity associated with it.  The next photo is about 1943.

She visited home often and the next two photos are in 1945 when yours truly was among us.  The photo of her holding me looking toward the bridges and the river was one I remember my Grandma Rose saying, "there was Francie holding you and telling you there was a world to be had and seen beyond the riverbanks of PA."    I believed her from this time when I was only  several months old.


Here she is holding me beside her sister, Helen, my Mom the  widow.

I will have more photos and stories next week or so about her.  She died in CA in 1999 and we lived there at the time so I was able to see her.  For someone who always  practiced  good health habits, never smoked, nor drank alcohol, ate extra healthy preferring little meat and large amounts of vegetables and didn't even drink caffeine, it seemed not right that she would have heart problems.  One of my visits to her in the hospital I mentioned that and she said "yes I always took care of my health and look where it got me, on the way to death anyway!"

As I said more to come later about this intriguing though at times haughty aunt Francie, named for my grandmother's baby sister, Great Aunt Francie Mroz whom I wrote about  Sepias ago. She did not get on at all with her brother Carl, especially after their mother passed away and she did not come home to PA for the funeral.   He has never forgiven her to this day despite his dementia for ignoring her Mom's funeral.   As always click on the title above to get to other Sepia Saturday posts.

16 comments:

  1. I am new to Sepia Saturday--I found your post through the link and I loved it. Such a rich story about your Aunt. You are lucky to have known her and all these details about her life.

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  2. It is so good to meet Aunt Fancie. She sounds like a real energetic outgoing person. I will be anxious to hear more about her. Great blog.

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  3. Aunt Francis looks like she was spirited and feisty, admirable qualities. I'm not sure why she needed to lie about her age, but maybe she just didn't want to be defined by other people?

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  4. Well, Francie was quite a girl, wasn't she? I think she has a special place in your heart.

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  5. I like your Aunt Francie.. she was an adventurer and dreamer. Although she ate a good diet to have heart problems meant she probably suffered anxiety and may have had phobia's/paranoia. This would account for her continual moving around and changing her age and addresses. Or, she may has suffered from Bipolar.. Not much was known of this condition back then, she would have simply been known as eccentric. Bless you for sharing this very interesting story.

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  6. She certainly left an impression on you! She was a handsome woman and these portrait-shots really show her off. I look forward to more stories about her life.

    Kat

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  7. What A Fine Woman.Yes! Big Ideas are a good,good, thing!Also, I totally approve of the concept of being in control of one's own age !

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  8. She was a prototypical feminist, I think. Outspoken, independent, willing to take risks to follow her own path. I understand the not admitting her age thing. While I don't lie, I don't tell either.

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  9. What a great independent spirit your aunt had. It's hard to imagine why she would want to lie about her age when she looks so young in all these photogaphs!

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  10. Pat, thanks for sharing the story of your Aunt Francie. The photos of her Army days were great to see. This lady was a real go-getter in the days when folks didn't appreciate woman thinking for themselves - good for her and for you too!

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  11. I really like your Aunt Francie, too. I love her WAC hat. It would be hard to imagine her without it.
    Barbara

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  12. Well now Aunt Franci, was obviously a handsome woman who knew her own mind. I really like the pictures of her in uniform, so proud.

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  13. funny how women lie about their age. i remember my mom getting totally pissed off when i told censors her real age when she didn't bother answering the door herself... that '45 pic, of the two of you looking toward the bridge is ever so beautiful.
    :)~
    HUGZ

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  14. Lovely set of photos and memories - will no doubt be back for more!

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  15. Wonderful post.Each of these stories always seems like a synopsis for a novel never written. Such rich lives these people lived, such changes they must have witnessed.

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  16. thank you for the wonderful post about your Aunt. She must have been a true joy to visit with.

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