As mentioned in my February entry, I am now pleased to post Part I of Harry Blaney's story written primarily by my cousin Patricia Blaney Koretchuk. We have very much enjoyed our long distance collaboration and hope it will be enjoyed by other family members. As always any additional information or corrections would be welcome.
Born January 23, 1876 in Birmingham,
England
Married Martha Jane Elcocks
(1877-1961) on July 9, 1895
Children – William, Elizabeth, Edwin, Albert,
Stanley, Louise and Alfred
Died March 13, 1955 in Birmingham
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INTRODUCTION:
As fathers
go, Harry Blaney was an exceptionally good one in the eyes of his children,
Elizabeth (Bess), Stanley and Albert. Throughout the 1920’s, all three of them
eventually physically left England separately and immigrated to Canada, each
for their own reasons, leaving their parents behind. They carried their
memories of him and their mother Martha Jane and their memories of their
childhood in Victorian England with them. Their adult names were Elizabeth
Welch, Harry’s eldest daughter, and two of his sons, Albert James, and Stanley
Eric. Much later, in the mid 1950’s, his
youngest daughter, Martha Louise Darby also immigrated to North Vancouver, B.C. Canada
with her family.
This story has been written by two of Harry’s Canadian descendants, a granddaughter, Patricia Koretchuk (Stanley’s daughter), and one of his great-grandchildren Margaret (Peggy Atkinson) Boot (granddaughter of Elizabeth). His story also includes contributions by John Blaney (a grandson living in England), Peter Blaney (a great-grandson to Harry and son to John Blaney) and Roger Darby (a great-grandson of Harry’s and son of Louise). His story, including public record research by Peggy and the remembered details of Harry’s life, is a truly group effort informed by family lore and culled from the memories of his adult children (our parents), who rarely saw him after they left England. Travel took much longer and retaining a job to fund their own family needs intervened to prevent their returns. Times were tough and money was scarce, in spite of their hard work. The Great Depression, hardships, World War II, life adjustments, aging and illness all combined to prevent or strictly restrict return visits to the home country, England.
This story has been written by two of Harry’s Canadian descendants, a granddaughter, Patricia Koretchuk (Stanley’s daughter), and one of his great-grandchildren Margaret (Peggy Atkinson) Boot (granddaughter of Elizabeth). His story also includes contributions by John Blaney (a grandson living in England), Peter Blaney (a great-grandson to Harry and son to John Blaney) and Roger Darby (a great-grandson of Harry’s and son of Louise). His story, including public record research by Peggy and the remembered details of Harry’s life, is a truly group effort informed by family lore and culled from the memories of his adult children (our parents), who rarely saw him after they left England. Travel took much longer and retaining a job to fund their own family needs intervened to prevent their returns. Times were tough and money was scarce, in spite of their hard work. The Great Depression, hardships, World War II, life adjustments, aging and illness all combined to prevent or strictly restrict return visits to the home country, England.
For all four
of Harry and Martha’s children, their admiration of Harry never faltered. Harry’s
humour, his talent for telling stories, his kindness and the survival skills that
Harry taught served them all well, as demonstrated in this collection of family
remembrances. For those Blaneys and others who read about Harry, we writers
hope his life and actions will add to knowledge of the times and cultural
influences in which he lived. He was a
worthy man, an intelligent, talented, working-class father who taught his
children by example the contradictions of physical abuse, mental strictness,
kindness, and the joys of singing, whistling, music and friendships. He was a
man who, though strict, aroused enduring love, laughter, and respect in his
children and also in their descendants. Though he died, as we all must,
hopefully this writing will continue his legacy and reveal his true nature to
his wide-ranging family, today.
For those
Blaney extended family members who might read this, we writers hope you, too,
will experience Harry Blaney’s laughter, his willingness to share his
attitudes, his strengths, his love, helping his family, friends and neighbours
to survive what we now know was a “caste system” in Victorian England. We think Harry would
have liked that to happen.
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Harry was the
second youngest of eight children. He had three older brothers, three older
sisters and one younger sister. He lost his father Edwin Blaney at the age of
nine and his mother Ellen Elizabeth Langley never remarried, raising the family
by working as a self employed dressmaker.
Harry worked
in the leather trade, a popular trade in the city of Birmingham, England coming
from a long line of Blaney leatherworkers; his father, his father’s uncle and his
grandmother. He also worked for some years as a granite set layer, lifting and
setting granite blocks (or sets) measuring about 4 inches square and 4 inches
deep (forming a cube). At age 15 he was working as a clock case maker, at age
25 working in a lumber mill and the 1911 census records his occupation as a leather
worker. In his later years until retirement about 1946, he was a foreman in the cutting
room of Lycett Saddles, making bicycle saddles and the tool pouches that used
to be standard on bicycles.
In his
younger days, sports were his interest. He achieved the title of “English
Individual Champion” in air rifle target shooting and was awarded a gold medal
(which he sold because he needed the money). Although he was only about
5’4”tall, his friends nicknamed him “Hack”, after a German fairground strongman
named “Hacklesmith” because, like him, Harry had big biceps and superior
strength, probably developed as he lifted the sets of granite and built roads.
Harry had
many interests throughout his life. He
bred wire-haired fox terriers, nicknamed “rough haired” terriers. His favourite
wire-haired terrier was called “Roger”. He also had a Jack Russell bitch called
“Spot”. A story is told about him training another bitch, “Floss,” to “fetch” a
choice piece of meat from a nearby butcher’s outside slab, on command – meat
for free. As well, Harry bred Border canaries, raced pigeons and was probably a
boxer, because he taught his children to box – including his daughter
Elizabeth. She told a story about knocking her brother “Ted” (Edwin) senseless
by winding up and hitting him on the chin during one of these sessions.
The reason he
taught his daughter to box was probably for protection. Harry’s son Stanley
taught his daughter Patricia to box when she was being bullied at school, in
Canada. In England, the Blaneys lived in tough British working-class
neighbourhoods. Yet, Harry trained his children to settle their own differences
with honourable conduct according to the 1876 Marquess of Queensberry Rules, in
the family boxing ring, located in the attic of their house. In those days, males could also occasionally
use their skill at boxing to earn extra money, to pay for rent or food when
times were tough. So, he was actually
teaching his sons a survival skill.
(Promoters paid volunteer boxers a tiny percentage of the money the
promoters made by collecting from unsuccessful betters, betting on the outcomes
of the fights.)
Though Harry
was poor and he could be a devil, he was also compassionate and a good
citizen. For example, he could repair
shoes and he did so not only for his own family but also for neighbours’
children, when he noticed they needed it. He could make shoes as well. He was a
keen gardener having a great love of: first – roses; then carnations; then
pansies - all of which he grew with great success. He raised chickens for the
eggs, bred rabbits, grew vegetables and had ferrets and terriers to hunt wild
rabbits and catch rats. (Terriers were originally created as a breed to kill
rats).
Harry loved fishing and was a
good fisherman. His favourite river was the river Severn, a 220 mile river, the
longest in the United Kingdom.More than once
he took his grandson, John along for a fishing outing in the Pearlswood Lakes
area, another favourite. They reached
the lakes by bicycle, a long ride.
As much as
Harry loved fishing, he hated: decorating the house; doing any cleaning, any
fetching of groceries or other shopping. Like most men of his time, Harry
considered these tasks “women’s work.”
As an
illustration of this last statement, grandson John remembers a time when his
grandmother, Martha Jane Blaney, went to stay in the town of Battle, for a
two-week visit with her sister. While
she was away, Harry used every cooking utensil in the house, until he had used
them all. As well, he raked the ashes out of the fireplace onto the hearth,
then left all those ashes AND all the cooking utensils (The whole mess!) for
his wife to clean up when she returned.Yes, Harry
was a 100% Victorian man, who thought women were put on earth to serve
men. (He wouldn’t get away with this
today, in 2013!)
Having said
that, he made sure he worked hard at men’s work, though he was only 19 when he
married Martha Jane Elcocks, on July 9, 1895. To the best of his ability, he
would do anything necessary to make sure his family was cared for. He was about
73 years of age before he finished work, retiring on a pension of about 10
shillings a week (about half a dollar in Canadian money – a pittance, even in
1946). By WWII he was too old to serve
in the army. When his youngest son, Alfred was killed at Dieppe, 19 August
1942, Harry grieved for a long time.
As you can
see so far, Harry Blaney's working-class family life in Victorian England is
not as "staid" as pictured in recent popular movies and T.V. shows.
Do read the second half of Harry's blog entry to discover more about the
complexities and challenges this well-loved father and friend met and triumphed
over, in Victorian England.
To be continued shortly..........
I really enjoyed the story, beautifully written and style that is very engaging. Thanks for your hard work on behalf of family. Betty
ReplyDeletePeg, great story. It was beautifully written and I look forward to the Part 2.
ReplyDeleteLove, Carol