Mavis, also known as Marvy, was the daughter of William Wallace and Lindia Mae Wallace (nee Proctor) and sister of Rose Thombs, Frank Wallace, Edythe DiMatteo and Marion Small. She grew up with them in Portland during the Great Depression but always said, that though they had little, they were always happy as a family. She recalled childhood memories of being a fairy and a grasshopper in the school plays. Also, how a neighbor asked if Mavis wanted to go for a ride in their new motorcar. Jumping in, her parents unaware…they went for a ride and the car broke down so that she didn’t return until midnight…her age was 5 at the time. Her parents had the police looking for her at that point and were so frantic when Mavis returned, they made her stay in her room all day as they were too happy of her return to spank her. In childhood she was the mischievous one sliding down the banister, climbing fences, and taking a boat by herself over to Fort Williams, and as an adult continued to be feisty and spirited. Stories of her defending her brother and their antics have been told throughout the years. The value of the closeness of family was a lesson taught to us all.
Mavis had two children during WWII and one after she was remarried in 1958 to Harold Valley and living in Hillside, Maryland. Mavis and Harold moved to Windham, Maine in 1968 and resided there until they moved to Lusby, Maryland in 1991. Harold passed away in 1997 but comfort was found in her family and friends. She took painting classes creating some beautiful works of art and went to tai chi. She taught herself to play the organ by ear. This lovely lady never went anywhere, including the breakfast table, unless she had her lipstick on. She loved history, travel and singing of old hymns.
No matter what the situation Mom always gave her best and used her sense of humor to deal with all life brought her way and was always excited when there were four generations together. Her legacy is the family bonds she created, the memories made and shared. Her love and spirit that reflected on all of us…that will continue to shine on in our lives.
Mavis, also known as Marvy, was the daughter of William Wallace and Lindia Mae Wallace (nee Proctor) and sister of Rose Thombs, Frank Wallace, Edythe DiMatteo and Marion Small. She grew up with them in Portland during the Great Depression but always said, that though they had little, they were always happy as a family. She recalled childhood memories of being a fairy and a grasshopper in the school plays. Also, how a neighbor asked if Mavis wanted to go for a ride in their new motorcar. Jumping in, her parents unaware…they went for a ride and the car broke down so that she didn’t return until midnight…her age was 5 at the time. Her parents had the police looking for her at that point and were so frantic when Mavis returned, they made her stay in her room all day as they were too happy of her return to spank her. In childhood she was the mischievous one sliding down the banister, climbing fences, and taking a boat by herself over to Fort Williams, and as an adult continued to be feisty and spirited. Stories of her defending her brother and their antics have been told throughout the years. The value of the closeness of family was a lesson taught to us all.
Mavis had two children during WWII and one after she was remarried in 1958 to Harold Valley and living in Hillside, Maryland. Mavis and Harold moved to Windham, Maine in 1968 and resided there until they moved to Lusby, Maryland in 1991. Harold passed away in 1997 but comfort was found in her family and friends. She took painting classes creating some beautiful works of art and went to tai chi. She taught herself to play the organ by ear. This lovely lady never went anywhere, including the breakfast table, unless she had her lipstick on. She loved history, travel and singing of old hymns.
No matter what the situation Mom always gave her best and used her sense of humor to deal with all life brought her way and was always excited when there were four generations together. Her legacy is the family bonds she created, the memories made and shared. Her love and spirit that reflected on all of us…that will continue to shine on in our lives.
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