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Obituary (via Findagrave.com):

Velva "Joy" (Sprague) Knight, age 83, of Texarkana, Texas passed away peacefully at Cornerstone Methodist Retirement Community on Tuesday, March 22, 2016. Joy was born May 31, 1932 in Chickasha, Oklahoma to Ruby DeLois Phillips and James Howard Sprague.

She attended Chickasha High School before attending Oklahoma State University, where she was a member of the Pi Beta Phi Sorority. She graduated OSU with a Bachelors Degree in English. She went on to complete her Masters Degree in Education at West Texas State University in Canyon, Texas.

During her time at OSU she met and then married the love of her life, Joseph "Joe" Nelson Knight, Sr. They were married in Chickasha, Oklahoma on August 15, 1954. He preceded her in death on November 24, 2001. They spent 47 wonderful years enjoying each others' company; preparing fabulous meals; playing bridge; working crossword puzzles; and going on many fun fishing trips. Both Joy and Joe were fanatical sports enthusiasts. They spent many hours together watching baseball, football, basketball, golf and tennis.

Joy was a devoted and loving mother. She was very proud of her family and was excited being a "Granny" to her three grandsons. Her role as mother and grandmother was the most important thing to her; this is where she drew her strength and left her legacy. Joy loved holidays and family get-togethers; any chance to spend time with her family was important to her. She would spend hours cooking and preparing for company. She also loved to garden and sew.

Joy was a gifted educator who taught high school English for many years in Canyon, Texas; Hooks, Texas; before retiring from Texas High School in Texarkana, Texas. She was an avid reader of newspapers, biographies and especially of British literature.

In the past she was an active volunteer most notably for the Texarkana Museum System at the Ace of Clubs House. She attended St. James Episcopal Church in Texarkana where she served on the Altar Guild and was a member of the Order of the Daughters of the King.

She is survived by her children and spouses; Ann Rosalie (Tony) Clowers of Texarkana, Texas and Joseph "Joe" Nelson Jr. (Nelda) Knight of Redwater, Texas. She took extreme pride in her three grandsons; Zachary Christopher Clapp of Texarkana, Texas; Andrew Joseph Knight of Bedford, Texas; Matthew Peter Knight of Ft. Hood, Texas. She is also survived by her sister and brother-in-law, Judy and Roy Lindsey of Cordell, Oklahoma and her three nephews; Roy Lee (Melissa) Lindsey of Yukon, Oklahoma; Troy (Ann) Lindsey of Frisco, Texas; James (Beth) Lindsey of Cordell, Oklahoma.

Graveside services will be held at 10:00 A.M. Thursday, March 24, 2016, at Hillcrest Memorial Park in Texarkana, Texas, with the Rev. Douglas Anderson officiating.

OBITUARY - The News; Frederick, Maryland; Friday, March 24, 1961; Page 12 (Newspapers.com):

Maurice S. Englar

Maurice Stoner Englar, age 71, a former resident of Carroll County who resided recently on West Franklin street in Baltimore, died suddenly at his Baltimore home Thursday morning.

Born in Carroll County, Mr. Englar was the son of the late Joseph L. Englar and the late Clara Stoner Englar. He is survived by his wife, Elizabeth F. Englar and one son, Gerald Englar of Baltimore.

Also surviving are two brothers, John D. Englar of Westminster and Joseph F. Englar of New Windsor. The body is at the New Windsor funeral home of D. D. Hartzler and Sons, where private services will be held Saturday at 10 a.m.

The services will be conducted by Rev. Harris Waters. Friends may call at the funeral home this evening. The family requests that flowers be ommitted. Interment will be in the Pipe Creek cemetery, near New Windsor.

OBITUARY - The Baltimore Sun; Baltimore, Maryland; Saturday, September 29, 2001; Page 29 (Newspapers.com):

ENGLAR, Gerald

On September 27, 2001, GERALD FRANKLIN ENGLAR, beloved husband of Janis (nee Kimball) Englar. Survived by one cousin, Harriet Behringer.

Arrangements by Henry W. Jenkins & Sons, (410-435-0200). Friends may call at the Mitchell-Wiedefeld Funeral Home.

Note: Harriett Behringer was Harriette Virginia (Rhawn) Behringer-White. She married Beaman Twitty White in 1977. It is not known why she is mentioned using her earlier married surname.

Newspaper articles:

The Baltimore Sun (Baltimore, Maryland); Sunday, 30 Sep 1956; Page 146; (Newspapers.com):

Mr. and Mrs. Gerald Franklin Englar have returned from a wedding trip to Fort Lauderdale, Fla. Mrs. Englar is the former Miss Janis Kimball, of Short Hills, N.J.

The Evening Sun (Baltimore, Maryland); Tuesday, 13 Dec 1966; Page 21; (Newspapers.com):

Mr. and Mrs. Gerald Franklin recently returned to their home on Oakdale road after spending several weeks vacationing on St. Thomas and St. Croix, Virgin Islands.

The Evening Sun (Baltimore, Maryland); Tuesday, 10 Jul 1973; Page 18; (Newspapers.com):

Terriers, Toto Look-A-Likes, Cats Live In A Tumbling Harmony

In rolling, tumbling harmony, two Norwich Terriers --each resembling Toto in the Wizard of Oz--and two large cats eat, sleep and play together in Kim and Gerald Englar's house in Roland Park.

"We're not experts on pets, we just love them," the Englars say.

And these four healthy and compatible pets prove it.

The terriers, five-year-old King's Prevention Jill and two-year-old King's Prevention Jay Wiggles, were purchased from a Chestertown kennel. A Murray Hill resident sold the Englars the yellow cat they named Butterscotch. Percival, a grey and white cat, was given to them.

Cats Like Puppies

"It is incredible how they all get along together," says Mrs. Englar. "The cats think they're dogs and that helps. Jay Wiggles and Jill roll on the floor with Butterscotch like puppies. Percival is more aloof and prefers to watch from a vantage point -preferably the chair arm."

Country born and bred by English sportsmen, the Norwich Terriers are good tempered and gregarious, not restless or quarrelsome.

Several terrier breeds were developed from the English, Irish and Scottish terriers. One was the Cantab which was a favorite at Cambridge University in about 1880. Another was the Trumpington which was named after the home town of the breeder.

Masters of Foxhounds

The Norwich was developed from several of these varieties by a Norwich huntsman named "Roughrider" Jones. They were owned almost exclusively by Masters of Foxhounds or those interested in fox hunting.

Because of their size-- shoulder height about 10 inches and weight about 10 to 12 pounds--they were transported in carriers on horses until the foxhounds ran the fox to ground. The Norwich was then used to go into the holes and flush the fox out.

Mr. Jones introduced the Norwich to the United States shortly after the first World War.

The Englars do not have ancestral information regarding Percival and Butterscotch.

Baseball Mitt Paws

Butterscotch has a distinctive physical characteristic. He has an extra toe on each front paw, and appears to have a baseball mitt on each.

"Climbing trees or anything is impossible for him, even a little fast stepping on level ground causes him to stumble and look clumsy," says Kim Englar.

"About the only hunting instinct Jay Wiggles and Jill display is for the postman and their toys. At our suggestion they'll fetch and hunt their toys. When the postman arrives he brings them cookies which they chew. They don't, however, stop there. They continue right on chewing the mail; all except the bills, laughed Mr. Englar.

A happy pet, the Englars agree, is one that is not allowed to run loose. "We believe these animals are just roaming around hunting affection."

"And when you leave your pet for a vacation, be sure it's left with a boarding kennel that is just for that. There the pet will be?in large runs and together instead of in small cages that some places only provide. Always look at the actual enclosure your pet will be kept in," warns Mrs. Englar.

OBITUARY

Janis ”Kim” Englar, age 85, a resident of Broadmead in Cockeysville, MD, died on April 7, 2010 after a prolonged illness. Born on October 15, 1924, in Boston, Massachusetts, she was the daughter of the late Robert M. Kimball Sr. and Edith Humphrey Kimball. She later moved to New Jersey and graduated from Millburn High School in 1942.

Janis lived in the Baltimore area throughout her adult life. Her husband Gerald Franklin Englar predeceased her.

Janis was active in her community and served as President of the Woman’s Club of Roland Park from 1984-85 and President of the Wood & Garden Club from 1991- 1993. She was an Elder and Deacon of the Roland Park Presbyterian Church.

Janis had a great love of animals and was active in the Society for the Protection (sic) of the Cruelty to Animals (SPCA). She also had a great interest in genealogy. She was a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution, the Society of the Mayflower Descendents, and the National Society of the Colonial Dames of America.

Janis worked for over twenty years as the secretary of the insurance commissioner for the state of Maryland. After retirement, she kept quite active with tennis, bridge, and visiting friends.

Janis is survived by her brother Robert M. Kimball Jr. She is also survived by her nephews Stuart K. Kimball, John D. Kimball, William H. Kimball, and her niece Joanne K. Kramm.

There will be a private burial at the Druid Ridge Cemetery. A memorial service will be held on Friday April 16th, 2:30 p.m., at Broadmead, 13801 York Road, Cockeysville, MD 21030. In lieu of flowers, donations should be sent to the SPCA of Maryland, 3300 Falls Road, Baltimore, MD 21211.

Arrangements are by the family owned Evans Funeral Chapel & Cremation Services - Monkton, 16924 York Road, Monkton, Maryland 21111.

WEDDING ANNOUNCEMENT - The Baltimore Sun, Baltimore, Maryland; Thursday, February 14, 1918; Page 4 (Newspapers.com) and Richmond Times-Dispatch; Richmond, Virginia; Wednesday, February 13, 1918; Page 7 (GenealogyBank.com):

Rhawn - Franklin

Miss Mary C. Franklin of 1712 Ruxton avenue, and Heister G. Rhawn, of Richmond, Va., were married Tuesday afternoon at the parsonage of the Broad Street Methodist Episcopal Church in Richmond by the Rev. Fred R. Chenault.

Mr. and Mrs. Rhawn will live at 18 South Second street, Richmond, Va. Mrs. Rhawn is a native of Baltimore where she has made her home with an aunt since the death of her parents several years ago, and is an accomplished and attractive young woman. Mr. Rhawn has been with the Times-Dispatch since last October, serving as police reporter.

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Wilkes-Barre Semi-Weekly Record; Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania; Tuesday, August 9, 1910; Page 5 (Newspapers.com):

Heister Rhawn of Catawissa transacted business in town on Saturday.

Lancaster New Era (Lancaster, Pennsylvania); Tuesday, 04 Jun 1935; Page 14; (Newspapers.com):

20th Reunion Held By Class of 1915

The class of 1915 held its twentieth reunion at the Lancaster Country club last night, with Prof. J. Nevin Schaeffer of the F. and M. faculty, as quest of honor. George Kunkel, president of the class, presided.

Those attending included: ......{ Heister G. Rhawn,} ........."

The Danville Morning News (Danville, Pennsylvania); Friday, 24 Nov 1944; Page 8; (Newspapers.com)

Mr. and Mrs. Heister G. Rhawn of Clarksburg, W. Va. spent the Thanksgiving holiday at Catawissa visiting Mr. Rhawn's mother, Mrs. Nettie M. Rhawn, who has been ill but is now much improved. Mr. Rhawn is publisher of the Clarksburg, W. Va. News

The Baltimore Sun, Baltimore, Maryland; Sunday, April 13, 1947; Page 82 (Newspapers.com):

Personals

Mrs. Elizabeth F. Englar, of Murdock road, has as guests, her brother-in-law and sister, Mr. and Mrs. Heister Rhawn of West Virginia. They will be joined later by their daughter, Miss Harriett Rhawn, a senior at Northwestern University.

News-Press; Fort Myers, Florida; Saturday, February 8, 1964; Page 7 (Newspapers.com):

Mr. and Mrs. Heister G. Rhawn of Clarksburg, W. Va., will leave Fort Myers today for St. Petersburg to end a Florida vacation, which began in West Palm Beach. Retired editor of the Clarksburg Exponent, a daily, and publisher of the Clarksburg News, a weekly, for 6 years prior to 1956, Mr. Rhawn is now a free lance journalist and is working on a biography of Joseph Diss DeBar, who coined the West Virginia state motto, "Mountaineers Are Always Free."

Letters to the Editor? ? - Intelligencer Journal (Lancaster, Pennsylvania); Friday, 09 Oct 1964; Page 22; (Newspapers.com):

Memories of the Brunswick

Editor, Intelligencer Journal:

Is it true that the Hotel Brunswick has been razed to make a parking lot? What memories that news recalls for me!

I covered the hotel opening banquet in 1913 for the Lancaster news. Bill Douglas and Jimmy Herbert operated the paper. The plant was in an alley adjoining the police station. I was a reporter doing evening chores to make a little extra money to attend F&M. The reporters were Wally Forster (now editor of the Pittsburgh Press) and me. I recall also that Herbert sent me on a political jaunt to cover Boies Penrose when he talked at Rock Springs. Later I worked for A. E. McCollough at your paper and was assigned to revival series staged by the Rev. Henry Stough. For a "kick," Stough on night said Lancaster newsmen were "so crooked they could not lie in bed straight" and that gave him some headlines. I could go on and on about these days, but enough!

"Doc" Netscher and "Sol" Pontius were a year ahead of me and can vouch for me. I was 1915 at college and want to make the 1965 reunion Will miss the Brunswick!

Oh, yes! Look at the files and you will see my story with a lead which said that behind every great project is the hand of a great man and from there went on to tell the history of the Heine family!

Heister G. Rhawn

Clarksburg, W. Va.

Box 167.

Obituary -- The Philadelphia Inquirer; Philadelphia, Pennsylvania; Tuesday, December 4, 2012; Page B05 (Newspapers.com)

Harriette B. Fussell, 86, writer, advocae, by Sally A. Downey, INQUIRER STAFF WRITER

Harriette Behringer Fussell, 86, formerly of Center City, a journalist and public relations executive who was an advocate for women's rights, died Wednesday, Nov. 14, at a long-term care home in Medford, Ore. She had moved to Oregon two years ago to be close to family.

For 10 years, until moving to Philadelphia in 1983, Mrs Fussell was director of public and community relations for the International Xerox Training Center in Leesburg, Va.

At Xerox, she developed women's rights projects during a yearlong sabbatical. She championed feminism through lectures, workshops, and talk shows, and established Alert magazine to assist women in all areas of job equality, her son Cole Behringer said.

After moving to Philadelphia, Mrs. Fussell edited newsletters for the Federal Reserve Bank and the U.S. Mint.

In 1990, she retired to accompany her husband, Paul Fussell, to London for a two-year study abroad program sponsored by the University of Pennsylvania.

Her husband, then a professor at Penn, was a recipient of the National Book Award and the National Book Critics Circle Award for his 1975 book, The Great War and Modern Memory. The couple met in the early 1980s when she sent him a postcard after reading an article about him.

In recent years, she was active with Planned Parenthood and the First Unitarian Church in Philadelphia, wrote book reviews for The Inquirer, and contributed numerous letters to the editor to The Inquirer about social issues.

An authority on Benjamin Franklin, Mrs. Fussell suggested excerpts from Franklin's autobiography that were published in The Inquirer in 1990 to honor the bicentennial of his death.

In 1992, Mrs. Fussell established a "Campaign Against Compulsory Audio," providing diners with cards to give to maitre d's or servers in restaurants requesting that music be turned down or turned off. She also campaigned against the intrusion of cellphones, her son said.

She and her husband, who died in 2010, enjoyed the cultural scene in Philadelphia, attending theater and opera performances and Philadelphia Orchestra concerts. "They had a great life to the end," her son said.

Mrs. Fussell was born in Clarksburg, W. Va. Her father, H. G. Rhawn, was a newspaper editor and publisher. She earned a bachelor's degree from Medill School of Journalism at Northwestern University in 1947, and a master's degree in education from the University of Illinois in 1968.

In 1947, she married James W. Behringer. They had four children before divorcing. While raining a family in the Chicago area, she taught kindergarten through high school classes in local public schools.

From 1969 to 1973 she lived in Connecticut, where she was editor of My Weekly Reader, a national classroom newspaper. She was the author of four children's books.

In addition to her son, Mrs. Fussell is survived by another son, Rocklin Behringer, daughters Marcy and Liese Behringer; 10 grandchildren; and seven great-grandchildren. Her former husband died in 1976.

A memorial service will be at 3:30 p.m. Sunday, Jan. 20, at First Unitarian Church, 2125 Chestnut St.

Donations may be made to the Harriette Behringer Fussell Fund, Planned Parenthood of Southeastern Pennsylvania, 1144 Locust St., Philadelphia 19107.

The Philadelphia Inquirer (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania); Thursday, 06 December 2012; Page B06; (Newspapers.com):

Clearing the Record

An obituary Tuesday for Harriette Behringer Fussell gave the wrong year of death of her husband, Paul. He died in May.

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The Baltimore Sun, Baltimore, Maryland; Sunday, April 13, 1947; Page 82 (Newspapers.com)

Personals

Mrs. Elizabeth F. Englar, of Murdock road, has as guests, her brother-in-law and sister, Mr. and Mrs. Heister Rhawn of West Virginia. They will be joined later by their daughter, Miss Harriett Rhawn, a senior at Northwestern University.

Chicago Tribune; Chicago, Illinois; Sunday, June 23, 1957; Main Edition, Page 124 (Newspapers.com)

Home-Grown

by Harriette Behringer

Something had to be done about the housework.

This became obvious after our fourh child was born. The day time chores weren't wearying; the twilight ones were. The table setting and clearing, the plate scraping, the washing and drying and putting away of the dishes -- these simple tasks seemed to take forever.

Four children should not mean that a mother no longer has energy and time enough for the bed time story. Yet that was the way it was working out. Often I would beg off and whisk the youngsters into bed as fast as I could.

In order to straighten out this snarl in our day, I took what I felt to be the most sensible step. I spread the workload (but not by handing an apron to my husband, which would be unfair to a hardworking breadwinner).

I enlisted the children themselves. Marcy, 4, would set the table and maybe help with dish wiping; Cole, 8, would wash and Rocklin (Rocky), 6, would dry (and possibly give the baby, Liese, a bottle, if the need arose).

The plan worked well. The children have discovered the meaning of cooperation. Each one accepts responsibility. As for the quality of the dishwashing, the dryer has the right to return to the washer any item with a trace of food still on it. And, since I'm the one that puts the dishes away, I can check on the dryer's thoroness.

Of course, pots and skillets, sweeping and windup touches still are my department. But I do get to the story.

One evening a neighbor boy dropped in when the work crew was in action. He stared for a while in fascination. Then -- shades of Tom Sawyer! -- he asked plaintively: "Have you got a towel for me?"

Chicago Tribune; Chicago, Illinois; Sunday, September 13, 1964; Other Editions, Page 109 (Newspapers.com)

Mother Goes Away to College!

by Harriett Behringer

What's it like to live on a college campus again at an age when you can more accurately describe yourself as Mrs. Middle Age than Betty Co-Ed? A Park Forest housewife and mother has a firsthand report.

Determination to get a master's degree sent Mrs. Harriette Behringer back to campus life after 14 years. She's a Park Forest kindergarten teacher.

"GOOD-BY Betty Co-ed," said my husband, as I hoisted myself aboard the Illinois Central southbound train.

I felt like waving an orange and blue pennant, for at last I was on my way to the University of Illinois. Mother was going away to college!

And yet, my vision blurred and my lips trembled. Altho I was looking forward to the four week summer session, I knew I would miss the family I left behind. For I wasn't Betty Co-ed. Not at all. I was more like Mrs. Middle Age, and I was a wife and mother of four!

Would they miss me? Would they get enough to eat? And how about my experience? Would it be an adventure in learning or a big flop? As the train pulled away from the red brick Homewood station, and eggbeater whirled in my head.

I was temporarily forsaking bed and board in the suburbs for college. It was a dream of mine to complete the requirements for a master of education degree, and this would be the first leg on a requirement called residency.

I was going away to college because the university had tersely stated, "A master's degree candidate must spend at least two semisters in residence."

It was fine, said the university, to take those handy courses at its extension service in my local high school, but this couldn't go on forever. I had to get going on this residency requirement. So I decided to knock off those two semisters in short segments, with the four week summer session as a starter.

The train pulled into the humid twin cities, Champaign-Urbana, and I took a cab to my sorority house, Alpha Omicron Pi. My room was waiting. I unpacked my sheets, quilt, clothes, soap chips, et al, and was up for breakfast and class the next day. My schedule was 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. Tuesday thru Friday, with two hours out for lunch and all the hours at the library that I could squeese in. My course was creative writing for elementary grades; my instructor, the very intense and helpful educator, Dr. Walter A. Moore.

What was it like to be a co-ed again? It had been 14 years since I graduated from Northwestern university, yet 14 years had not brought too many startling changes. The girls were still as lithe and blonde as ever, perhaps more blonde. Young men were still calling; the buzzer was still buzzing with waiting dates in the foyer.

In many ways I was as naive as any freshman. I could find my way around Chicago's Old Town, but I needed my campus map every minute to tell which handsome red brick building was which.

After a week I could locate the library stacks and I had discovered the English building pool, where I took a daily dip after class. I found the foreign film society, and saw some great movies. I tracked down everything that needed tracking, but I still needed my special library map.

I found the undergraduates to be, in general, serious-minded young women. Almost unanimously they agreed that college was getting tougher than ever. They told of a recent freshman convocation at which the speaker said: "Look to your right. Look to your left. Only one of you will be hear next year."

Meanwhile, back at the ranch house in suburbia, things went well. The family consulted an elaborate daily chart which I hung on the kitchen bulletin board. They read such romantic reminders as "Tuesday: Bring in milk, take out garbage. Wednesday: swim team. Friday: golf lessons." On my three day week-end at home, I kept up on the laundry, made bowls of Jello, and stocked up on hamburgers, and cold cuts.

And during the week there were no tears at my absence. The children had a grand time with their dad. It was only because he had recently set up his office at home and was able to keep an eye on the youngsters that I could get away.

In fact, everything worked out so well that I'm planning to go back next summer, for I still haven't finished my residency requirements.

And I enjoyed my campuss days immensely, especially the atmosphere of learning. It will enrich me for many months. I enjoyed, too, being "one of the girls" for a bit, even tho I realized that they didn't see me in exactly that light. One of the cute little blondes asked me if I were the housemother. I regained my self-control in time to chuckle weakly. True, I was old enough to be her mother. But I didn't want to be anyone's mother except the four who had been so good about waiting at home for Mom to yell, "School's out!"

MARRIAGE LICENSE - The Baltimore Sun; Baltimore, Maryland; Sunday, December 25, 1910; Page 9 (Newspapers.com):

Issued by the Clerk of the Court of Common Pleas.

The following marriage licenses were issued in this city yesterday, the persons residing in Baltimore unless otherwise stated:

HAMPTON -- FRANKLIN. -- Warren E. Hampton, 21; Myrtle M. Franklin, 18. Applicant, Edward H. Miller, 1423 William street.

In June of 1917, on Warren's World War I Draft Registration Card, he said he was a widower with one child to support. Shortly after filling out that card, Warren married Ernestine Marie Schroder. They had five children.

OBITUARY - Ernestine Marie (Schroder) Hampton (second wife of Warren Elwood Hampton); The Evening Sun; Baltimore, Maryland; Wednesday, November 12, 1969; Page 74 (Newspapers.com):

On November 10, 1969, ERNESTINE M., of 2009 Ruxton road, beloved wife of the late Warren E. Hampton and mother of Warren E. Hampton, Doris Streily, Virginia Sentz, Juanita Murray, Bertha Perkins and Loretta Bowers. Also survived by 13 grandchildren and four great-grandchildren.

Funeral from the Armacost Funeral Chapel, 4600 Liberty Heights road on Friday at 11 A.M. Interment at Loudon Park Cemetery. Visiting hours from 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 P.M.

OBITUARY - The Evening Sun; Baltimore, Maryland; Tuesday, May 31, 1966; Page 40 (Newspapers.com):

HAMPTON

On May 30, 1966, WARREN E., of 3510 Langrehr road, beloved husband of Ernestine Marie Hampton (nee Schroder), and father of Warren E. Hampton, Mrs. Doris Streily, Mrs. Virginia Sentz, Mrs. Juanita Murray, Mrs. Bertha Perkins, and Mrs. Loretta Bowen.

Funeral from the Ellsworth Armacost Funeral Chapel, 4600 Liberty Heights avenue on Thursday at 11 A.M. Interment in Loudon Park Cemetery. Visiting hours from 3 to 5 and 7 to 9 P.M.

Obituary - Pittsburgh Post-Gazette; Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; Monday, August 30, 2004 (GenealogyBank.com):

STREILY, Doris F., 93, of Verona and Penn Hills, died Aug. 28. Burket-Truby Funeral Home, Oakmont. (CO).