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Mary Evelyn Regan Sullivan Sister of William Farrel Regan (Uncle Willie) |
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Uncle Willie standing by the post with my grandmother on the steps. |
My grandmother remained heart broken about her brother, Uncle Willie and the children. She would share with her grandchildren that story for many years. Years ago, she along with her sister Edna hired a private investigator to find them with no luck. She often told me how when Uncle Willie came back from the war he had changed and was different than when he first enlisted in the U.S. Army. She told me how she was working and living with her sister after Glenna died. Times then were tough, and they were poor. They could not take the children in as they barely had enough money for food. My grandmother said that she had made a deal with Uncle Willie. As long as the children were taken care of by the orphanage, she would bring them home with her for holidays and vacations. One day she went to pick them up and was told that Uncle Willie had stopped paying for the children, and the children had been adopted. She never found them. My grandmother died in 1987 never knowing where her brother and his children were.
In 2004 I found Uncle Willie. I was on the Ancestry.com web site when I plugged in his name which was in our family record. As with many times, there were no hits leading to him. I decided to leave his middle initial out of the search. Suddenly there he was. With a different middle initial After all those years and heartbreak, there he was. He was in California buried at the Golden Gate National Cemetery. More research lead me to his death date of August 6, 1955, and he was married to Irene Regan before he died. He lived in Woodland, Yolo County, California previously. That meant from 1922 to 1955 he was alive, and he never reached out to his family. Wow. How sad I thought. Why?
My next quest was to find his children. For nearly 10 years I have searched for his children. Driving through Kentucky and Ohio, I always thought of them. What happened to them. Did they ever wonder about their family? Did they ever realize there were family who never forgot about them, who shared their story so their memory would not die? Three weeks ago I discovered Joel R. Wiant listed in the updated Kentucky Birth Index on Ancestry.com as being born to Glenna Long on May 3, 1922. Was this Uncle Willie's son? More research completed by my sister uncovered his obituary where it states he had found his "blood" brother, William Steele, of Ashland Kentucky, "maintaining a strong brotherly bond". The puzzle was slowly coming together. Attempting several times to reach his family with only one response from someone who is related to Joel's adopted father, I have maintained hope that someone will answer us, and we can connect the families thus completing the broken circle.
So the mystery of Uncle Willie has almost come full circle. Why did he disappear? Why did he stop paying for his children allowing them to be adopted? Why did he recreate a new life for himself never reaching out to his sisters? These are just some of the questions which answers I may never know. We found Uncle Willie. I believe we found his children. If only my grandmother was alive for me to share this with her, but then... she probably already knows.
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