My name is Olga DuMars. I live in Clovis with my daughter and her family – also dogs, cats, horses, and sheep complete the family.
I was born in Concord, Mass. on July 30, 1927. My parents were from Massachusetts. Dad worked for the Boston & Maine Railroad and also repaired watches and clocks. Mother kept busy with my two brothers, my sister and me. We did not have the technologies that our young ones have today, but we enjoyed the long winter activities and the summers. We made many trips to our grandparents’ farm. We lived not too far from the ocean, which was always a favorite outing.
I met my husband in Massachusetts. He had gone to Florida for the winter after his discharge from the Marine Corps. A friend offered him a job at a private golf club in the city where I lived. I had a job there for the summer in the dining area. We met, dated, and were married that summer. He was from Pennsylvania, so we moved to his family home in October. After we settled in an apartment, he enrolled in the local college. After receiving his bachelor of arts in business, we decided to journey on to Portland, Oregon. We had discussed it prior and thought we should go while we were young. It was a beautiful area but work opportunities were not plentiful – so – back to Pennsylvania to study for a teaching certificate. We had two daughters at this time. During his teaching positions, he enrolled at University of Pennsylvania and took classes at night to attain a Master’s Degree in Education. Our family swelled to five girls and one boy. The two older girls had married and were having children of their own. All had emphasis in education and have good professions.
In 1980 my husband retired, and we moved to a smaller area in Idaho. We have 12 grandchildren and five great-grandchildren – all scattered in various states. We do not see them as much as we would like to, but we do connect in various ways. All the families are busy with the children and their own occupations. Lots of satisfaction in seeing the young ones growing up and some are preparing for college with others not far behind.
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My husband passed away in 2007. I began coming to Clovis winters, and after a few my daughter suggested I live here permanently. I have a granddaughter and grandson here. We visited the Clovis Senior Activity Center. I spend part of my days there. Lots of activities to be a part of, friendly folks, the best of staffs who do all they can to make us seniors at home there.
I know that the many things I have been a part of that brought me here to Clovis - by way of Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, and Idaho - have been very, very special!