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Nancy Lou <I>Swisher</I> Davidson

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Nancy Lou Swisher Davidson

Birth
Provolt, Jackson County, Oregon, USA
Death
17 Jun 1946 (aged 31)
Elma, Grays Harbor County, Washington, USA
Burial
Elma, Grays Harbor County, Washington, USA Add to Map
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her name was Nancy Lou, but she went by Lou. When her older brother, Bob was asked "What was my mother like?" He replied, "She was an angel." Lou was a loving mother who invariably was kind to her children, family and friends. Born in hard times, she grew up in the hard years of the Great Depression but kept her sunny disposition. She worked a variety of jobs after graduating high school in 1933. Perhaps the most noteworthy job was as the local clerk for the Office of Price Administration [the OPA] during World War II. In that job, she issued the ration points to the residents of Elma. During the war, everyone in the country needed to have ration books in order to buy anything from food to gasoline. Her three boys were small during WWII. "At the house on the Malone rd, Mom let me get on the horse behind her and we rode out to the highway. then she ran the horse back to the house where Dad was sitting and she made the horse rear up, and I was holding on behind her. She was a good rider. She left us all too soon."Gene
her name was Nancy Lou, but she went by Lou. When her older brother, Bob was asked "What was my mother like?" He replied, "She was an angel." Lou was a loving mother who invariably was kind to her children, family and friends. Born in hard times, she grew up in the hard years of the Great Depression but kept her sunny disposition. She worked a variety of jobs after graduating high school in 1933. Perhaps the most noteworthy job was as the local clerk for the Office of Price Administration [the OPA] during World War II. In that job, she issued the ration points to the residents of Elma. During the war, everyone in the country needed to have ration books in order to buy anything from food to gasoline. Her three boys were small during WWII. "At the house on the Malone rd, Mom let me get on the horse behind her and we rode out to the highway. then she ran the horse back to the house where Dad was sitting and she made the horse rear up, and I was holding on behind her. She was a good rider. She left us all too soon."Gene

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