On board – weather fair, warm
Felt lazy so sat around a good deal and talked with different people.
Played ping-pong morning and afternoon
Talking and walking.
Very exciting movie – “The Return of Bull-Dog Drummond”.
On board – weather fair, warm
Felt lazy so sat around a good deal and talked with different people.
Played ping-pong morning and afternoon
Talking and walking.
Very exciting movie – “The Return of Bull-Dog Drummond”.
Talked with the English boy.
Swimming pool quite rough, still fun.
Played and watched ping-pong.
Wore her shorts.
Played deck tennis with Lib.
Had tea with the Calverts and two of their table mates in the lounge.
Talked with mr. Calvert, David Griffiths.
Gorgeous sunset and lovely moon. Watched the moon until after twelve.

The weather was not too clear. She got up early and walked. She finally played her deck tennis tournament match wit Mr. Calvert against Mrs. Calvert and Mr. Ryder.
Diving was much easier this morning. She stayed an hour a d a half.
She watched the ping-pong tournament, then a boxing match.
She collected money all over first class.
Talked with the English boy..
Watched ping-pong. Played with Libby, Marjorie, orchestra man.
Talked with engineer after dinner in the fog, also orchestra.
Watched a good movie.
Beautiful moonlight on great waves.
It was foggy and cloudy. She walked around the deck for an hour and a half. She had a good swim, learned a good deal about diving.
She played ping-pong after lunch.
She got acquainted with the English boy and a member of the orchestra.
Played cards with Marjorie Rutherford.
Played ping-pong and had a cigarette wit the English boy just before dinner.
Favors and hats at dinner. Danced. Had a glass of ale.




The weather was cloudy. They had a big breakfast and then she had to wait an hour before going swimming. The water was very comfortable – wavy. She swam and dove a good deal. Lunch at 1:30.
In the afternoon she talked with Mrs. Forrest. Ran up and down stairs trying to find ping-pong. Finally played three funny games on B deck.
Another long wait for dinner.
Talked with various people.
Walked the deck.
Had a cigarette.
The sisters got up early at 6:30. They tried to get breakfast but the (American Express) man arrived before the breakfast came. Much confusion and hurry but they got on to the train all right. In a compartment with 3 others. Had an expensive lunch. Got to Le Havre about 1:30, beautiful. Easy to get on to the tender, also on to the “Berengaria”. A very large boat {her word}.
Sailed about 3. They walked around a lot. They had a lot of time to waste before dinner at quarter of eight.
Beautiful full moon with just enough clouds to be lovely.
On the S.S. Beringaria




I think I’ll take up the challenge of 52 ancestors 52 weeks. Thank you Judy. You set a high bar.
"Greatest Generation" Life Lessons
Last June I read about a Challenge, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks, and I was intrigued. I decided to take up the challenge. Some Ancestors may take more than one week, but I still intend to write about 52 Ancestors. I hope you enjoy reading about My Ancestors as much as I am looking forward to researching and writing about them.
(1) Alfred Peabody Guion; (2) Judith Anne Guion.
From Life history of Alfred P. Guion:
Dec. 1945 – present (April, 1946) Trumbull, Conn. – Reconditioning property, working with Guion Adv.
When my father returned to the United States in August of 1945, he spent about two and a half months stationed in Aberdeen and Fort Meade, Maryland. He was close enough to come home most weekends to be with Marian, his wife of two years. After he was discharged in December, he used his handyman skills to make repairs…
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The trip is winding down now. They seem tired!
They got up after ten this morning. They went up to the American Express office and got their tickets for the trip home. She bought gloves. Had ice cream at the Cafe de la Paix. Walked through a different section of shops. Had toasted brioche and coffee and an ice cream soda at Rumpelmayers. Saw nice people there.
Walked up through the Tuileries.
Went back and packed.
Had a hard time finding Prunier’s on Rue Duphot – then it was closed. Took a bus on Avenue Victor Hugo. Sat up at the bar and drank D’Anjou wine. Lib had frogs’ legs and she had oyster stew. Oysters looked like clams but tasted very good. Had a long walk back down the Champs Elysees – rested just once.
They got up late but accomplished things. They wandered around Montmartre, seeing all kins of things being sold on the street. Had to ask a gendarme where the Church of the Sacred Heart of Montmartre was. The gendarme was much amused.
She had a good lunch of cold chicken and brioche with chocolate sauce at a pleasant restaurant restaurant – Albert C .
Walked up about 270 steps to the church. People chanting, candles all around, some confessing. Strange shape. Many chapels. Beautiful blue window, terrible red window.
They came back to their hotel after buying precious dogs.
She slept for a couple of hours then had a nice dinner of melon, veal, artichoke, and peach tart at the Miramar.


On their tour yesterday they just drove past the Louvre. But today on their own they went in – I trust that the line was not as long as pictured in yesterday’s Google image. The numbers of visitors in 1934 were fewer than in more recent years.
They saw pictures by Rubens, Van Dyck, Hals-Portraits, Murillo, Michael Angelo, The ngelus, The Reader, The Spring, Dance of the Nymphs, Mon Lisa. In sculpture, The Victory of Samothrace, Venus de Milo, Diana, the Lizard Killer.
They shopped in the Louvre Department Store and then went back to their hotel to drop off their purchases. (In a future blog I’ll list all the gifts my mother purchased during this trip.)
They had tea at the Miramar and then went on to American Express, then had fun shopping at Aux Trois Quartiers.
They walked up Faubourg St Honore, then across toward the Seine, then walked and walked until they got to the Eiffel Tower just as it closed. They were crushed. Had an Eskimo Pie to cheer themselves on. They walked up toward the Trocadero and across to the Champs Elysees. Had a grand dinner of melon, jellied lobster, ice cream at Marignan, a new cafe. They felt entirely silly so laughed almost all the way home.
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