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Adelaide Egan
1922 - 2003
 
Hartt
Adelaide, Albert, Walter, Albert, John, John, Jonathan, Samuel, Isaac
Adelaide worked in the North End (little Italy) as a waitress in her younger days. She made a lot of Italian friends.

Adelaide used to love to talk about her father working for Western Electric and the amazing way he could add huge columns of numbers in his head. He was the one who taught her to write left handed and faced off with school officials so she would be allowed to write left handed in school, something she was very proud of.

She tried to pass this on to her great grandson Jonathan DelloRusso, which is the irony of her mother being such a disciplinarian and taskmaster. Her mother kept an extremely close eye on all the children. Your chores had to be all done to perfection before you were allowed out of the house.

She was a hellion growing up in east Boston, being chased through the streets by the nuns for skipping school. She loved her older brother Albert for letting her play baseball with the River Road Reds. Being the youngest she was probably pretty spoiled.

After she eloped to Maine with Richard Egan (1919-1989) in July 1939 [because they were too young to get married in Massachusetts] they had the first family. Ricky, June, Donna and Peg. Then came World War 2.

She worked at General Electric in Lynn painting plane parts. Dick served in World War 2 and was captured by the German’s twice. The following is an account of his captures provided by Al Egan:

“His squad [6 men] did not jump into a fox hole full of Germans. They were taking cover in a bomb crater during a battle that dragged on into darkness. At sunrise they looked out of the hole to find themselves surrounded by the Germans. Not knowing they were there were in the process of morning roll call and inspection, the squad voted among themselves to fight there way out and back to their own lines [bad move].

Dad, then senior officer [via process of elimination] took the first and only shot, hitting a German captain in the arm. It was then they found out just how surrounded they were and had to surrender. The German captain he hit happened to be looking through a pair of binoculars right at dad when he pulled the trigger, and while he allowed them all to live, the trip back to Germany was not nice.

His next scrape came when he was being marched back through France. There were German guards riding a bike at each end of the column of prisoners. As they passed through a small town in France, 1942 [a one lane road with small buildings on each side], the French resistance put one bullet hole through the head of each guard, presumably from windows overhead. Hence the first escape. Not exactly Hogan’s heroes.

Except for some quips about his closest friend in the camps [Barney] who was the only one to learn any German and only enough to trade with prison guards, he never spoke of his POW time until very late in his life - approximately1985 – when he started therapy in the VA Hospital.”

Then came the second ‘wave’ of Egan’s: Walter, Albert and Paul. In fact, Ricky (her eldest son) was on his honeymoon and came back EARLY because his mother gave birth to his little brother Albert!

In early seventies, she went to college and got her degree in early childhood education. She worked for the “Head Start” program in Boston. Later on the family moved back to Winthrop and she opened her own pre-school. Due to health problems and three teen-age boys the school only lasted a couple of years.

She was an avid sports fan, and absolutely loved #33 Larry Bird. She also lived to see the passing of her 2 eldest children. If not for that she may have even seen the Red Sox win a world series.

Children of Adelaide (Hartt) & Richard Charles Egan: Richard Charles Jr. 1940-1996; June Frances 1941-1989; Donna Lee .Margaret Ellen; Walter Frederick; Albert Philip 1; Paul Thomas
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