The Wooley Family Homepage
A Work in Progress by Alva Boone Wooley
FAMILY MANIFESTO:
- Even a journey of a thousand miles starts by getting off your butt.
- Giving a damn and doing your damnedest doesn't necessarily make you a chump.
- Much that seems really important when you're young may seem really stupid when you're old and vice versa.
- If you gotta get drunk or high to feel good, you're a loser.
- Winners scoff at negative peer pressure.
- Reckless driving and DUI are violent crimes.
- Pleasurable experiences aren t necessarily expensive, and expensive tastes aren t necessarily pleasurable.
- No experience is a total loss if a lesson is learned.
- Common sense is often better than smarts.
- If you keep your family happy and safe without breaking the law, you're not a complete failure.
- Eat, drink, and be merry whenever you like if you wanna be fat.
- When trying to solve a problem, consider simplification before adding yet another layer of complexity.
- Always do your best for those who love you because it may be later than you think.
- All lives matter, and those who claim otherwise are bad guys.
- As a student or as the parent of a student, be mindful of the difference between education and indoctrination.
- Don't confuse loneliness with solitude, fear with caution, guilt with remorse, opinions with facts, procrastination with relaxation, fashion with style, change with progress, obstinacy with tenacity, cynicism with skepticism, ambitious goals with pipe dreams, or brains with big talk.
- The crapper is the only place where you actually know exactly what you're doing.
FAMILY TREE SINCE 1610:
- My parents were: Carl Garlington Wooley (1894-1978) & Myrtle Charlotte Gustafson (1909-2009).
- My four grandparents were: Alva Clark Wooley (1870-1906), Annie Laurie Boone (1873-1906), Carl Gustav Gustafson (1878-1967), Emma Matilda Johnson (1882-1969).
- My eight great grandparents were: John Wooley (Civil War Vet, 1840-?), Vashti Clark (1842-1901),
Amanda Boutwell (1850-1900), Robert Soanes Boone (Civil War Vet, 1847-1939), Franz Gustafson (1855-?), Charlotta (maiden name unknown, 1854-?), Frank Johnson (1842-1884), Pernella Tulin (1859-1900).
- Ten of my 16 great (x2) grandparents were: James Wooley (1806-1899), Lizzie McKenzie, Wilson Clark (1796-1876), Lavinia Garlington (1800-1882), Richard Boone (Civil War KIA, 1814-1865), Mary Soanes , Dock Boutwell (1821-?), Sara Walters (1827-?), Johan Tulin (1830-1904), Ellen (Sophie) Swenson (1831-1908).
- Seven of my 32 great (x3) grandparents were: Christopher Garlington III (Revolutionary War Vet, 1756-1843), William Boone (1780-?), Thomas Soanes, Cynthia McGowan, Thomas Boutwell, Rebecca Crain, Peter Swenson (Sweden).
- Three of my 64 great (x4) grandparents were: Christopher Garlington II, Robert McGowan (Revolutionary War Vet), Oltomonso (Choctaw).
- Two of my 128 great (x5) grandparents were: Christopher Garlington I, Elizabeth Conway.
- Two of my 256 great (x6) grandparents were: Edwin Conway III (1681-1763), Ann Ball.
- Two of my 512 great (x7) grandparents (2 of 512) were: Edwin Conway II, Joseph Ball.
- Two of my 1024 great (x8) grandparents were: Edwin Conway I (1610-1675), William Ball.
- That's all I know.
FAMILY HISTORY:
My great-great-grandparents (my maternal grandmother's maternal grandparents) about 1900. In 1879, they homesteaded 160 acres (NW Quarter, Section 30, Battleplain Township) in Rock County, Minnesota. Such hardy stock...!
Damaged tintype of my great-grandparents (my maternal grandmother's parents) about 1880.
My maternal grandmother and her self-assured big brother about 1885. I met him just once when he was old.
My maternal grandmother with three of her little sisters about 1894. Check out the "high button" shoes.
My maternal grandmother (second from viewer's right) with her little sisters about 1910. Another sister died in infancy, and they also had three brothers, one of whom served in the Army and one in the Navy during the First World War. I met at least one of my grand-aunts when they were old but I don't remember which one.
My grand-uncle and great-grandfather (my mom's paternal uncle and paternal grandfather) about 1910. Check out the sleeve garters.
My maternal grandfather and his two sisters about 1900.
My maternal grandparents on their wedding day, probably 1907. Such a beautiful bride...!
My mom with her parents and her big brother about 1914. Check out the "page-boy" haircut.
My mom and her big brother with their mom about 1915. Real candles on tree.
My mom during WWII with the youngest of her two little brothers. She often diapered him when he was a baby, and she still called him "Sweetie" when they were old. They died just a few months apart (she at age 100) about 67 years after this photo was taken.
My great-grandmother (my father's maternal grandmother) with her 10 sisters about the time of the War Between the States. They also had one brother. She's second from viewer's right, front row. The youngest of her many children was born after the birth of her oldest grandchild (my father).
My great-grandfather (my father's maternal grandfather) a Civil War vet who died just two years before I was born. His father was a Civil War KIA.
The gravestone of my paternal grandparents and one of my paternal aunts in Mount Pleasant, Mississippi (Jewel actually died in 1910 when Haley's Comet was visible). All three died young of consumption (tuberculosis) and all photos of them were subsequently lost in a house fire.
My father in 1911 peeling potatoes at age 16 in a Louisiana lumber camp. Check out the knickerbockers.
My father at age 16 wearing his first suit and probably his first long pants.
My father, the well-armed 17-year-old cowboy in 1912 Arizona. He was remarkably accomplished for his age by then.
My parents as I remember them when I was a boy during the 1950's. Their exciting, interesting story began in the Nineteenth Century and ended in the Twenty-First. How lucky I was to be their son.
My little brother (avec moi) about 1951 in front of the home built for us by our father in Sausalito, California.
My little brother (the one wearing shoes) and his dog, both age four, in 1953.
My pompadour at age sixteen.
Moi (dark shirt) doing Australia where I was the "Yank".
Moi with another "stringer" in Nam.
Moi doing Japan where I was "Wooley-San" and sometimes "Alva-Chan".
My last Army mug shot.
The Gustafson-Wooley family reunion in 1993. Such a happy memory, in spite of very difficult family tragedies both before and since.
One of my next-door neighbors the gators in South Carolina. This one's at least ten feet long...
Moi, 83rd Birthday, 06/26/2024, Still kicking....!!!