Author: Sperry

The passing of Juanita Needy Wren

JUANITA LEE WREN

Beloved wife and Mother

May 15, 1937 – September 5, 2014

Mrs. Juanita L. (Needy) Wren, 77, of Melbourne, FL and formerly of Waynesboro, PA, died Friday evening, September 5, 2014 in her home.

Born May 15, 1937 in Waynesboro, she was the daughter of the late Crawford E. and Leota B. (Strawderman) Needy.

Mrs. Wren received her G.E.D. and later attended Shippensburg State Teachers College, Shippensburg, PA.

She and her husband, Campbell C. Wren, were married in August 1978. They have lived in Florida for over 15 years.

Mrs. Wren managed The Village Book Store, Waynesboro and later was a clerk at Bon Ton, Chambersburg, PA.

She enjoyed reading, wine, and spending time with her grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

In addition to her husband, she is survived by four children, Jennifer C. Adelsberger and her husband, Joe of Frederick, MD, Timothy R. Berklite and his wife, Jean of Waynesboro, Tammy L. Carstensen and her husband, Mike of Huntsville, AL, and Mary G. Lowe of Cummings, GA; eight grandchildren, Andrew, Mark, Erica, Dustin, Daniel, Matthew, Makenzie, and Karissa; two great-grandchildren, Nicholas and Sophia; one sister, Sue Nitterhouse of Fayetteville; two brothers, Terry Needy of Waynesboro and Michael Needy of Lititz, PA; and a number of nieces and nephews.

In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by one brother, Robert Needy.

A note about Robin from Jennie Kiesling

Yes, I feel cheated of the chance to make cakes!   That traditional started the year after Uncle Malcolm died.  I wanted to bring some light into Robin’s life, but over the years those parties at her house probably did even more for me.  When they ended, it seemed to me that Robin had become happy enough in her own life that she no longer needed the annual visitation.  Although I missed the parties, it was great to know that Robin was thriving–as she did right up to the end.  Indeed, Happy Birthday, Aunt Robin!

Bill Guest on Robin’s Birthday

Last night at Wil’s house the McCorquodales gathered to treat me to a delicious dinner and visiting, for my birthday but also to honor and remember Robin. It was in the cards to have a good birthday party for Robin, and I hope she is taking note right now. We had some fine ones together, back to back as they are. I explained to her that we know I was older because mine’s on the 1st, her’s on the 2nd.
Happy birthday, my dear Robin.
Bill

Robin and Heather’s Portrait

From Heather on what would have been Robin’s Eightieth Birthday, which we know she is now celebrating.

Early this morning as I am awaking slowing, going into a small hall, I noticed a pastel hanging on the wall of myself that Eugenia had done of me when I was 14 yrs old. She did not sign it and I had always wanted Robin to sign it for her mother. But, ALL the times that Robin was here with me, never once did I remember to ask her! She knew  the painting and we marveled how your Mom had captured the exact color of my hair and then surrounded the pastel in a lime green( my best color but of course it took me 30 years to see how good I looked in that color!)Now I am heartsick that I have lost my golden opportunity. I awaken thinking of precious Robin and remembering her laugh. Now, one of you MUST make it to SA and sign my portrait! Please! Heather

A memory of Wilmer and Eugenia Hunt from Heather

This is from an iPhone email to me from our beloved cousin Heather Wren Welder. Thank you, Heather.
Sperry

In Aug 1963, after graduating from UT, my Dad [Clark Wren] MADE me go to Houston and get a job. Before my interview with HISD, Georgia [Jeana’s sister], my Mother [Phyllis Wren] & myself had lunch and ran into Wilmer. When told that I was applying for a job & was not very excited about going to work, wonderful Wilmer pulled me aside, said, ” don’t you worry your pretty little head, if this interview doesn’t work out, I will get you a job and you will be just fine”. I went to interview knowing that it didn’t matter, Wilmer would take care of me! I got the job on my own and Wilmer & Eugenia were so proud of me. Your grandfather Philo [Dr. Alfred Philo Howard], died that next week and I had to explain to my principal why I was so sad & needed a sub for the funeral, that very first week of school( I think that was the first time I realized how strange my relationship with all of you really is :):);)! About 3 weeks later, Wilmer called and he & Eugenia took me to dinner at the Forest Club so that they could hear all about my new job! Little wonder that I loved them both dearly !!! Heather

Have Gavel Will Travel – Happy Birthday to Judge Hunt b. 8/25/1903

Judge Hunt Have Gavel

Saturday nights, from 8:30 – 9:00 between 1957 and 1963, my dad and I were glued to the TV to watch “Have Gun Will Travel.” The show was about a rough but debonaire hired gun named Paladin, who lived in a fancy San Francisco hotel, attended by his anxious Chinese assistant Hay Boy. Each episode began with a visitor or a telegram requesting Paladin’s assistance. Despite some reluctance on his part, he ventured forth onto the unruly backroads of the West, saving the innocent and ushering his adversaries off boots first.  A man of few words, Paladin often dispensed nearly as many bullets as words to his usually more garrulous adversaries.

After his retirement from the bench in 1969, Dad set up an office with his friend Hardy Hollers in downtown Austin, and signed up for circuit duty. They came by mail and perhaps … in a telegram. Jeana accompanied him on several of the many cases he tried in various small Texas towns, when the local judge was on vacation or forced to recuse himself, etc. My dad always carried this card with him wherever he ventured forth onto the unruly backroads of the West.

Have Gavel