Before entering the Force School in the second grade, my mother had been taught to read by her father’s brother, whom I remember as my Uncle Tom. Thomas Ross Gwinn (1883-1962) worked as a civil servant in the War Department all his life, and I recall visiting him at his apartment at 1920 Eye Street, NW in the early 1950s.
1920 Rochambeau Apartments
Later my mother moved to the Rochambeau Apartments, 815 Connecticut Avenue, NW. This was next to the original Army and Navy Club building, before its move a block north across from Farragut Square. Living with her and her grandmother at the Rochambeau was her grandmother’s daughter, Mary Cornelia Gwinn, who also had a civil service job. In her case, she was keeping track of the records of Confederate veterans at the War Department. In 1908, Mary Gwinn would marry Will Page’s brother George, in Deal, New Jersey.
In 1910, my mother writes that she climbed to the roof of the Rochambeau building and saw President William Howard Taft unveil and dedicate the statue of Friedrich Wilhelm von Steuben, in Lafayette Park. (Baron von Steuben was a German soldier who had joined the Continental Army and trained its troops to fight the British in the Revolutionary War.)
Connecticut Avenue at the time was lined with chestnut trees when my mother walked the short distance north when she transferred to the Convent of the Visitation school. There she reported that she learned how to count to one hundred in French, and gave up her earlier idea of becoming a nun.
Late in life, when my mother sat down to write about her “Mama” in The Families, this is what she said:
“I had always considered that I owned Mama . She belonged to me though grandmother and grandchild were an undemonstrative pair. Mary [Cornelia Gwinn], Bessie [Elizabeth Gwinn] and Tom were too grown up to matter . Richard, my father, was some distance away, but Mama was always there, representing everybody. My two parents were in one, and I was always her peer. She never talked down to me or was over-attentive . She assumed I’d follow anything reasonable if it was explained. She set up early standards of behavior for little girls, ‘This is right and you do it. That is wrong, and you don’t do it.’ And, ‘Observe and do your own thinking. Adults are not always right. but you don’t have to tell them.’ If I was in doubt about an invitation or just didn’t want to go, it was a great comfort just to say, ‘My grandmother won ‘t let me.’ But it was from Mary I heard, ‘Stand up straight. Keep neat and clean. Speak clearly, and don’t attract attention to yourself.’”
While my mother was schooled in Washington, DC until her high school years, between May and September she and her grandmother would always leave the Capital and leave the hot and humid Washington summer to others. There was first an early trial run my mother’s first two summers when she stayed at a hotel in Asbury Park, New Jersey with her grandmother and her aunt, Bessie Gwinn. Thanks to financial help from her father and other aunt, Mary Cornelia Gwinn, a 12-bedroom rooming house at 58 Sydney Avenue.
58 Sydney Avenue, Deal, NJ
Her is my mother’s account on how this business supported the family, and was furnished and managed by her grandmother:
“Mama liked to go to Sloan ‘ s for their Washington auctions and much of the furniture came from there. She had no great amount of money and Mary and Richard [Gwinn] helped out , but she followed the custom of all impoverished southern families after the war and welcomed boarders. So various couples and families from New York stayed with us summer after summer. There were never too many and it was all very manageable and friendly. Three in help made this possible: William Johnson, waiter , gardener and handyman; Rachael Henderson, a great cook, and a maid changing each year. The other two stayed twenty years. As Deal had no stores, Mama and I used to go to market taking the trolley to Asbury. Otherwise I was pretty free to suit myself. She never permitted me to be used for household jobs or errands, and she encouraged my playing with the many children all around.”
During his bachelor years, my grandfather Richard Gwinn, Jr. would visit his family Deal in the summer. It was there that he had occasion to meet his second wife, Elizabeth Josephine Tack. She had joined her parents, Theodore Edward Tack (1837-1914) and his wife, Mary Cosgrove Tack (1850-1919) in several summer visits from their home in New York City. Richard Gwinn, Jr. and Elizabeth Tack were married in 1907.