from Wellesley College in 1920 and an M.A. It is clear from her education and early jobs that she loved literature. There does not seem to have been any question in Gladys's mind about a career. She was the daughter of Rufus Mather Bagg, a geologist who often moved his family around the country to be near his work, and Grace Sibyl (Raybold) Bagg, who was a homemaker. Gladys (Bagg) Taber was born on Apin Colorado Springs, Colorado and died on Main Hyannis, Massachusetts. My Own Cape Cod tells the stories of the Cape from Nantucket whaling to the Blessing of the Fleet in Provincetown, as well as the charm of everyday Cape living in a small town. And, just once, out of the corner of my eye, I believe I glimpsed Gladys's unicorn…Īt Still Cove, which Gladys describes as "exactly my piece of Heaven," 1 I have looked out over Mill Pond, "the inlet that leads to the ocean where Nauset lies jeweled against the vastness of sky." 2 I can see the circle of beach Gladys describes around the pond alive with fishermen, dogs, children, and gulls. I have walked through the Quiet Garden and known the peace that grows there. She has spoken to me many times about her love of Keats and Shakespeare, about her frustration with appliances and the growing tensions in the world. I have watched her children grow and dogs win ribbons. Through Gladys's delightful descriptions, I have seen her collection of milk glass and tried many of her country cooking recipes. When I went to graduate school, I wrote my masters' thesis about Gladys Taber's place in American literature for her domestic nature writing. I was searching for something soft and sweet to read when Gladys appeared in Stillmeadow Daybook.Īs I introduced myself to the lovely, and often funny, words of this everyday woman, I knew Gladys and I were beginning a life-long friendship even though Gladys had passed away six years before. I met my friend Gladys while roaming the dusty shelves of my local public library in 1985. They have been the settings for My Own Cape Cod and the Stillmeadow book series. I travel to both of these magical places through the writing of Gladys Taber. Nor have we sat together over tea and hashed out a problem.īut I have been to her homes: a beach cottage called Still Cove in Orleans and a lovely, old farm called Stillmeadow in Southbury, Connecticut. In memory of Terence Wilbur Dillon, please visit our floral store.No, Gladys and I have never exchanged birthday presents. Terence leaves to mourn his passing: his loving mother, Gladys Cantell his aunt, Myrna his children, Dustin, Carrie (Hank Montana), Keith, Deanna, Chelsea Gladue, Cadance Dillon, Terrace (Rambo) Dillon, Morning Sky, Prudence and Mike his brothers, Rene (Wanda), Cecil Jr., Douglas, Hutch, and Brooks (Roxanne) his sisters, Wilma (Delores) Cantre (Lloyd), Elinor (Tallion), and Caroline Moyah his first cousins, Tony Kay, Wanda Kay and Elvera Kay Dusty Horn (Brad) his grandchildren and numerous nieces and nephews and cousins. Dillon (2018) his uncle, Romeo Dillon his brothers, Franklin (1999), Patrick (2013), Starsky (2009), and Hank Williams Dillon (2014) and his nephew, Genesis (2011). He is predeceased by: his paternal grandparents, John Dillon (2003) and Lucia Dillon (2006) his maternal grandparents, Louie Cantell and Jean Skeenum his father, Cecil Sr. He was a loving father, son, brother, uncle and mosom and he also loved his nieces and nephews. He was a kind and loving man who loved his family and his children dearly. Rumpole loved meeting new people and he had a good sense of humour. In his spare time he would play his guitar and sing and he loved watching sports especially hockey. He also knew the Lord and would go to church and play his guitar. Rumpole enjoyed the outdoors where he would go hunting, snaring, duck hunting, picking berries and camping with his family. The family would all work in Bow Island and Taber and surrounding areas in the fall hoeing sugar beets and doing harvest work (corn and pumpkins). He worked side by side with his dad cutting wood for the winter, going hunting, he also enjoyed doing mechanical work and berry picking. Terence was better known by his nickname, Rumpole, to his family and friends. Terence Wilbur Dillon was born on Main Paradise Hill to Cecil Sr.
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