If you read the condolence (right page, then left), you may guess that author "Charlie" was a man of the cloth. The writer is Rev. Charles Wildblood 1854-1931, a Wesleyan Methodist minister posted to Worcester when his cousin Dinah Wildblood 1875-1891 died in Burslem. The eloquent letter was addressed to
the clergyman's uncle and aunt, Edmund Wildblood 1836-1917, a pottery color maker and engraver, and Dinah's mother, before her marriage Mary Gregson. The old message of sympathy was passed from Edmund to Charles' son Walter Gordon Wildblood 1898-1977 and then
to archivist emeritus Harry Charie. We thank this chain of preservationists for guarding the treasured memories of "a flower that had just begun to unfold." No photo of Edmund or Dinah is known to exist, but here is Charles as a Great War chaplain. Before and after the conflict he served 14 different congregations, starting in Malmesbury in 1883 and retiring from Clayton-le-Moors in 1930. Charles' first wife was Marian Barrs 1857-1925. Her grave was found recently at Low Moor, Bradford, where Charles preached from 1909 to 1913. The pastor predeceased his second wife, Florence Lamb, "passing triumphantly home" from Timperley. His grave is at Ipsley churchyard, Redditch.
During the Great Depression the owner
of Lee Wildblood Company was forced two sell property at the Jersey
Shore. Levi Wooton Wildblood (1887-1962) signed, but his son Harold
(1913-2000) typed the letter. Lee's mother, Hannah Mariah Walklett
(1851-1935),
was born in the Old Country and the owner of the North Clinton Avenue
residence, where tools were sold to the many potteries in the East
Trenton neighborhood. Hannah did not allow Rider College student Harold to harbor the infernal
machine manufactured by Remington and he had to keep it at a low key in
the attic. Perhaps the elderly lady was right about the typewriter
being the devil's tool. The Ortley Beach properties would be worth
millions today. Lee was the grandfather and Harold the father of the
website author.
Deprived of coastal breezes and maritime picnic sites, the signer, Lee, was thereafter compelled to roast his hotdogs and fry his burgers in the sweltering inland city.
Here is the rebellious teenage typist earlier that same fateful year in the Trenton High School yearbook.
It would appear that Hal was 472nd in his graduation class, but his secretarial skills surely ranked far higher.
This 1913 letter from Edward
Harold Wildblood 1878-1926 to Charles Stanton Wildblood 1868-1948 illustrates
how isolated Wildblood households were even as recently as 20 years ago, before
the Internet brought distant cousins close together. The captain who served in
India was not the only one who thought his immediate family comprised all the
Wildbloods of the world and feared the name would become extinct. This letter
and the portrait of Charles under the letter are courtesy of the jam maker's grandson, Michael
Checkley.
Until checking with the website author, Michael did not know the
relationship either. The letter writer and the recipient are actually second
cousins, both having William "the Engraver" and Dinah Wood of Burslem
as their great grandparents. My search for a photo of the sender only yielded a
family portrait furnished in 1999 his grand nephew and my lost contact, Peter
Goldney. Perhaps Peter will find this and get back in touch and help with a
portrait of E. H. Maybe Peter cherishes Charles' 1913 answer!
The recipient: Charles Stanton Wildblood
The sender: Edward Harold Wildblood in a thumb cropped from a family portrait furnished a decade ago by Peter Goldney, who, we hope, will see this and get back in touch.
Our journey leads to Leeds. Staffordshire natives came to the West Yorkshire metropolis as potters but made their mark as stationers and brought home the bacon in the sausage trade. Throughout the 1890s Leeds Wildblood families were prominent in Liberal politics and mission organizations of the Methodist New Connection. More on these folks and their conclusions are forthcoming. But what were the names of the curly cuties that proffer the sign on the vintage takeaway bag? Porky and Butch? Pleased to meat you! Sammy and Eddie? Wildy and Limey? Kirk and Mark? Perhaps a descendant recalls their names from family lore. And was the bag printed by Wildblood & Ward? Feedback is solicited. Don't make me ham it up alone!
This sad news was published in the Barnsley Chronicle. Horace died on October 2, 1943, in Tunisia. His widow, Winifred May née Richer, passed away in 2000. The daughter born while he was overseas, is Dawn Cross née Wildblood.
The card was sent from Denver, NY, to Harold Levi Wildblood by his mother, born Bertha Bradbury, a few months before she died. He was 10 then, over 80 years have passed,
a lot of water has gone over the falls in the Catskills and Harold's obituary has been posted
The following item, from a Trenton, New Jersey, newspaper, refers to John Jackson Wildblood, not Wildwood.
Earlier posts of Wildblood documents are available for readers who found us after May 2006.