Thomas Paul MacDonnell: December 2006

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Saturday, December 23, 2006

William James Stillson MacDonnell (nephew)

Uncle Tom will never go far cause I remember - sweet pipe smell, typewriter noises, all those books, Christmas trees and decorations, scaring vultures, sitting on Tom's lap, being hugged, feeling warm and safe, that pat on the head, the welcome and goodbye greetings, and getting my picture on the mantle too.

-Wink

GJ Stillson MacDonnell (niece)

Uncle Tom has always been there and I mean more than being older, he was always a quiet but strong force, taking care of things.

When I got to be a real adult, Tom was the Historian- Antiquarian, who patiently would pull me back in history through books and maps and a few tall tales.

Formality mixed with humour, insights mixed with a strong moral compass, are not easily replaced so it has been good that Tom left timeless imprints on my life.

-gj

Judi Edgar (niece)

I have so many happy and warm memories of Uncle Thom. Ever since I was a young girl,he would listen to what I had to say very closely, and then we would inevitably segue into some very intelligent conversation or I should say, lesson,touching on world history, or something of the like. Then he would end up complimenting me in some way or the other.I have a lot of visuals of him I'd like to share...hitting the tennis balls off the back porch to a number of different labs over the years,smoking his pipe, engrossed in reading a book or the paper, listening to music in his chair,getting wheeled down the aisle at Barb's wedding.I have always been very fond of him and he will forever hold a very dear place in my heart.

God rest His soul...See you in Heaven Uncle Thom!! I LOVE YOU!!!

-Judi

Friday, December 22, 2006

Katherine Davenport (cousin)

I became very fond of him in the short time I spent in Williamsburg, and remember especially that first Christmas we all spent together. How special it was singing Christmas carols by candlelight at the church in historic Williamsburg.

I also recall being moved as Thom slowly drove me around Williamsburg telling me stories about my glamorous grandmother (Granny Marjie) and her sisters. Every now and then his dour tones were broken by a chuckle, and the twinkle in his blue eyes was definitely that of a young man! He went on to show me round his office. I was particularly struck by the way he delicately, and lovingly, handled antique books as he spoke about the history of my great great (great)? grandfather, Henry Stevens. I still treasure the biography which he and Diana gave me as a leaving present.

-Kate

Tim Klotz (grandson)

When school was out for the summer he would take me to out to lunch occasionally. Just a sandwich on a weekday. Just to talk, and we stopped by the post office to pick up the mail in his postbox. Never rushed. Always a gentleman.

-Tim

From tpm

Valerie MacDonnell Copping (daughter)

Quiet
Tall
Meticulous
Antiquarian
Sifting the soil and planting the garden on Madison Ave.
Removing the willow tree stump, piece by piece, by piece.

-Val

Eulogy to Thomas P. Macdonnell

Written and read (largely intact) by Thomas H. MacDonnell at the Memorial Service for Thomas P. MacDonnell on January 3rd, 2007 at Bruton Parish Church, Duke of Gloucester Street, Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia. An “Ornament to Civilization” It is wonderful to see so many family and friends assembled here today to celebrate the Life of my father, Thomas P. MacDonnell. In an effort to further the development of a growing family tradition (in so much as this tradition has evolved over the course of my adult life), I would like to bring to your attention a few “Mactoids”, which are closely akin to “Factoids”, but differ in that “Mactoids” are “facts that are thought up and subsequently disseminated from someone within the family MacDonnell” as apposed to “factoids” which are facts presented on CNN television programs. “Mactoids” relating to November 25th. - My father was born on Thanksgiving Day, November 25th, 1922 in Richmond, New York. Richmond is a borough of New York City, which is better known today as Staten Island. - November 25th is the feast day of St. Catherine of Alexandria, patron saint of, among other things, unmarried women, wheelwrights, lacemakers, philosophers and librarians. - A number of traditions have attached themselves to St. Catherine’s Day. These include baking and eating Cattern cakes, rituals and prayers to summon a husband, and the game of jumping-the-candlestick. Presumingly, if one’s jump over the candlestick extinguished the candle, the jumper would have bad luck! - He was born Thomas Patrick MacDonnell, later adding “Paul” as his confirmation name. The later, Paul, was replaced by the former, Patrick, as his official middle name, presummingly sometime after his confirmation and induction into the military. - Agatha Christie’s play “The Mousetrap” opened in London, November 25th 1890 and went on to become the world’s longest running play, through 1976. - Notable people born on November 25th, German engineer and car manufacturer – Karl Benz (1844), Chilean soldier and statesman – General Augusto Pinochet (1915), family friend and sometimes French interpreter – Marie-Nicole Meyers (1930?), and, of course, Thomas Patrick Paul MacDonnell (1922). “Mactoids” relating to December 21st. - December 21st – traditionally the first day of winter (?). - December 21st is one of the days of the “Feast of St. Thomas”. St. Thomas, also called Didymus and popularly known as Doubting Thomas, because as one of Christ’s apostles, he refused to believe that Christ had risen from the dead until he had actually seen him and touched his wounds (John 20.24-8). - St. Thomas’ Day, which grew out of several traditions, one being that of almsgiving, grew into the practice of thomasing or gooding, in which children, widows, old women and other needy people went from house to house begging for money, winter provisions or Christmas treats. It is said that the hospitality shewn on such occasions provided sometimes rather overpowering, and the recipients of this and other charitable benefactions found themselves occasionally wholly unable to fine their way back to their own habitations, having been rendered, through the agency of John Barlycorn, as helpless as the ‘We bit Wifikie’ immortalized in Scottish song. (Chambers book of Days 1864). - Richard I ‘the Lion Heart’, King of England, was taken prisoner in Vienna by Leopold Duke of Austria and handed over to the Holy Roman Emperor, Henry VI. (1192) - The Pilgrim Fathers in the Mayflower landed in Massachusetts (1620) - Charles De Gaulle was elected the first president of the Fifth Republic of France. (1958) - Notable people who passed away on December 21st, Italian writer – Giovanni Boccaccio (1375), Scottish-born US mathematician – Eric Temple Bell (1960), English cricketer – Sir Jack Hobbs (1963) and of course - Thomas Patrick Paul MacDonnell (2006). I’d like to mention that I am accompanied here today by my loving family and friends, particularly … My mother - Diana Marie Tree MacDonnell - 1st generation American immigrated of course from England (& 80 years of today!) My wife - Kaja Lin Falk MacDonnell - 2nd & 3rd generation Norwegian My two sisters- Valerie Elizabeth MacDonnell Copping Barbara Marie MacDonnell O’Donnell 2nd gen English, 3rd gen Irish and 4th or 5th gen Scottish (???) My uncle - Francis Henry James MacDonnell - 2nd gen Irish and 3rd of 4th Scottish (???) My aunt - Judith Tree Smith – 1st generation English And, of course, my many cousins, nieces, nephews, bother-in-laws….and friends, who have come here today from their humble abodes, both near and far! Our assembly here today, in this most storied religious establishment of our nation, reminds me of our fore-fathers, and to be sure, our fore-mothers, who, as progenitors, and with heaps of sweat and toil, created a world of hope, that has truly become, after decades and generations, a nation, and country, which for our family, as provided by my mother and father, a life that Thomas Jefferson so aptly penned, one with “an opportunity" for “the pursuit of happiness”. Tom Brocaw, the NBC retired T.V. anchorman, wrote of my father’s generation as “The Greatest Generation”. You see, my father was indeed a child of the great depression. However, just as our country outlived the depression, so did my father - Thomas MacDonnell. Thomas Patrick Paul MacDonnell was a very fortunate young man to have had several caring Aunts (Fran and Lorette) and Uncles (Frank and Jim), who took him under their wings at a very crucial time in his development. He was able to attend and graduate from Manhattan Prep School, and develop a sense of opportunity beyond the immediate familial footprints of his mother and father. Although my father, like so many of “The Greatest Generation”, was a descendent, a child, and a prodigy of the “Classical Greek Ideal” – that of “Realized Limitations”, he was able, and obviously hungry, gifted, and smart enough to overcome his world’s many obstacles and gain access to the opportunity for his pursuit of his happiness. Dad’s pursuit for happiness, began to take shape, through the chance meeting that he had by being introduced to my mother, Diana, by one, or several, of his Aunts. While it was during, between and after WWII, that their courtship unfolded, it was after their marriage, and once again, outside of dad’s nuclear family, that Thomas Paul’s intellectual passion for the pursuit of a meaningful career sprang forth in his hiring as an apprentice with the Antiquarian Book Firm of Henry Steven, Son & Stiles. As I prepared for this day, I reached out to a special and dear friend of mine who is well versed in the arts, history, poetry and philosophy. After several impromptus, back-and-forth-phone calls, some of which were quite digitally challenged, I received the following insightful email from my good friend, Gary Dean Timm. “Derek Mahon, the Irish Poet, once described the author J.G. Ferrell as an “Ascetic epicurean”, “gregarious solitary”, and an “aristocrat of the spirit”. From what you have told me of the rich and substantial character of your progenitor, “gregarious solitary” might be an apt moniker for your father too. Myself, I measure wealth in an unconventional manner, so your father, to me, was the wealthiest man in town in may ways and certainly “an ornament to civilization”. In closing today I want everyone to know that we have created a bookmark to commemorate my father’s life. We will hand them out as everyone departs from this historic assembly today. Before I end, I wanted to read a poem that was also included in that email that I received from Gary Dean Timm, (or the Snake, as his is also known). The poem, titled “ Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction” was written by Wallace Stevens and published in Stevens’ 1947 collection of poems titled, “Transport to Summer”. The poem was read and dedicated to Stevens’ very good friend and neighbor, Henry Church, who had recently passed away. We also need to look up whether Wallace Stevens is related to Henry Stevens. "And for what, except you, do I fell love? Do I press the extremest book of the wisest man Close to me, hidden in me day and night? In the uncertain light of a single, certain truth, Equal in living changingness to the light In which I meet you, in which we sit at rest, For a moment in the central of our being, The vivid transparence that you bring is ..peace."

Obituary

Thomas Paul MacDonnell, 84, died on the 21^st of December 2006 surrounded by his family at the Williamsburg Hospice House. He had been a resident of Williamsburg, Virginia since 1980.

Born on Thanksgiving Day 1922 on Staten Island, NY, he was the son of Thomas Snow MacDonnell of New York and Anne Grace MacDonnell originally from Ballinakill, Ireland. During the Great Depression, while his father was an electrical engineer for the Con Edison Company, Thomas attended NYC public schools, served as an altar boy and Boy Scout, before relocating to Larchmont, NY with his Aunt Mary Lorette MacDonnell Broderick and her husband, James G. Broderick, General Counsel and Treasurer of Todd Shipyard in NYC.

In September 1941, after graduation from Manhattan College Prep School, he enlisted in the United States Navy, trained at Great Lakes, Illinois and at Northwestern University and served as a Radioman Second Class, in New Guinea, Australia, the Woodlark, Philippines, New Hebrides, Admiralty and Okinawa Islands and Yokahoma, Japan.

General Douglas MacArthur’s famous “I shall return” promise made to the people of the Philippines people was fulfilled when the invasion took place on October 20, 1944. MacDonnell then a radioman in a US Navy Mobile Communication Unit attached to the Army’s 24^th Division was amongst the first to land via Landing Tank Ship on Red Beach, Palo, Leyte, Philippine Islands paving the way for MacArthur’s return. The Unit waded ashore amidst the Japanese machine gun bullets, remarkably suffering only four minor wounds. The sight of MacArthur’s party’s arrival, Thomas later remarked, “I sat down on a rock and watched MacArthur walk ashore.” The LST landings and MacArthur’s return were captured on film and featured in the newspapers. For his service during World War II, Thomas received the Philippine Liberation, Asiatic Pacific, Victory and American Theatre Medals. Later, in Japan he worked at MacArthur’s headquarters during the occupation, and upon discharge from active duty, continued to serve in the US Naval Reserve.

During the war, Thomas’ Aunt Lorette encouraged her young English neighbor, Diana, who had come to Larchmont from Upper Norwood, London with her parents during the Blitzkrieg, to write to her nephew. After successful correspondence, they eventually dated and in 1949, he married his correspondent, Diana Marie Tree, daughter of the late Dulcie Stevens and Roland Tree of London and Larchmont, NY.

After World War II, Thomas studied at The City College of New York, School of Business and worked in sales for Anderson Brick and Supply Company, in Harlem, NY. He had just taken a position with Chubb Insurance Company when called back to active Naval duty in 1950. He served aboard the USS Albuquerque, PF7, patrolling between Yokosuka, Hong Kong and Singapore, later receiving the China and Navy Occupation Service Medals and was honorably discharged from active duty in 1953. In October 1984, he returned to the Philippines with about 500 veterans to celebrate the 40^th anniversary liberation of the Islands.

In late 1951, MacDonnell accepted a position at the renowned Henry Stevens, Son and Stiles antiquarian booksellers. It was one of the earliest English firms specializing in Americana, established by Henry Stevens of Vermont in 1843, moved to London in 1845. MacDonnell apprenticed under his father-in-law Roland Tree, who established the NY branch of the firm in the 1940’s, then located at the H.P. Kraus building at 16^th East 46^th Street. MacDonnell became a partner in 1963. At that time, the London office, located for more then 60 years at 39 Great Russell Street across from the British Museum, relocated to Farnham, Surrey. The NY office moved to Williamsburg, Virginia, in 1980. When the Farnham office closed in 1986, after 141 years in England, the business returned entirely to America.

MacDonnell’s work required extensive travel throughout the United States, Canada, the United Kingdom and other parts of Europe, searching for “nuggets” of history, specializing in manuscripts, books, pamphlets and maps pertaining to the early voyages, travels and exploration of America as well as 18th century colonial history. In the late 1960s, he assisted with cataloguing the books of the Thomas Streeter Collection, which formed the basis for one of the greatest Americana auctions of the 20th Century. In 1988, he hosted a dinner celebrating the History of Printing of the South Symposium held in Colonial Williamsburg.

His vast knowledge of history and meticulous research into historic documents was the basis for scholarship in the numerous antiquarian bookseller catalogues produced by the Henry Stevens firm. Many important documents passed through this firm. He also advised and assisted in the creation and expansion of many private collections, such as the collections of Paul Mellon, Pierre S. du Pont, and Frank T. Siebert as well as many institutions and libraries specializing in Americana, including Yale University and University of Vermont.

MacDonnell was a member of the Antiquarian Booksellers Association, Antiquarian Booksellers Association of America, past President of The Old Book Table, numerous historic associations, and was a life member of the Veterans of Foreign Wars.

He is survived by his wife, Diana Tree MacDonnell, daughter Valerie and husband George Copping, grandchildren Cheryl Klotz, Timothy Klotz, Kevin Copping and Kevin Ernst; son Thomas H. MacDonnell and wife Kaja and grandchildren Kirsten and Christopher, daughter Barbara and husband Thomas O’Donnell and grandchildren Jennifer, Erin, Thomas III, Katie, and great grandchildren Adara and Seraphin. He is also survived by a sister Mrs. Marirose Weymouth, a brother Francis H. J. MacDonnell, and was predeceased by his elder brother, John Joyce MacDonnell.

A memorial service was held at on the 3^rd of January, at Bruton Parish Church on the Duke of Gloucester Street in Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia, U.S.A.

Thomas Paul MacDonnell