The night before Bill left to go overseas my parents
visited him and Helen and took me with them as an infant. It snowed
that night and Bill carried me from their place to my parent's house in
the snow. That was the last time my parents saw him. [R.J.T.]
On November 24th, 1944 Bill was killed in action. He
and others from his unit had been riding in a jeep doing reconnaissance
when they came upon a ridge. They parked the vehicle and had just
gotten out of it to look over the ridge in an effort to spot German
tanks when suddenly a concussion bomb went off near them and Bill was
killed instantly. I spoke with a person who was with him that day and
he said that although the concussion bomb killed him immediately there
wasn’t a mark on his body.
Bill had told Helen before he left for Europe that if
something happened to him and he died there he wished to be buried in
France the home of his ancestors. His wish was honored and he was buried
in the American military Cemetery at Saint Avould France.
One day while my family and I were assigned to
Zweibrucken Air Base, Germany in the 1970s we were out on a drive and by
chance stopped at the American Cemetery at Saint Avould, France
http://www.abmc.gov/cemeteries-memorials/europe/lorraine-american-cemetery#.Vz8biswlKik
From the time I was a small child I remembered my parents talking about
Helen’s husband Bill being killed in the war and buried somewhere in
France. By chance I asked the Cemetery Superintendent if there was
a registry that I could check to see if Bill was buried there.
Although I wasn’t sure how to spell the last name I did find a William
Gillard from Pennsylvania who died on November 24th, 1944. I was
born the same day in 1941. I wrote a letter to Helen and gave her
the info and she confirmed that was indeed her Bill.
We invited her to fly over and to stay with us but
she declined due to her poor health. She had severe asthma. I did take
photographs of us at the grave marker and other pictures of the
beautiful grounds and sent them to Helen. She was so very
appreciative. For the time we were assigned in Germany we would visit
the cemetery on the anniversary of his death and at other holidays and
place flowers on his grave. He is buried in a beautiful place.
Helen
eventually bought a house and lived at 4605 Saint David’s Street in
Philadelphia. She worked for many years as a retail clerk in Center
City, Philadelphia. Helen was a very devout woman and attended daily
Mass at Holy Family Church. Although she only had a small income she
supported numerous missionaries.
Helen
never remarried. She died on January 28, 1992 in Roxborough, Memorial
Hospital in Philadelphia.
About
a week before she passed away my wife Lee and I visited her at the
hospital and we had a nice conversation and Lee brushed her hair for
her.
According to her attending physician, Dr. Thomas O’Toole of 425 Lyceum
Avenue in Philadelphia, she died at 7:15 p.m. He cited the immediate
cause of death as being sudden and acute myocardial infarction due to
coronary artery disease secondary to chronic obstructive pulmonary
disease.
After
a viewing at Fitzpatrick’s Funeral Home at 425 Lyceum Avenue in
Roxborough and a Mass of Christian Burial at Holy Family Church she was
buried in Westminster Cemetery, Bala Cynwyd, Pennsylvania, February 1,
1992.
The
undertakers bill included the following expenses: casket $1510, Quilt,
nameplate and crucifix $65, prayer cards $28, clothing $106. There was
a cash advance for the following items: cemetery charges $120, newspaper
notices $92.28, religious offering $85. The funeral costs, $3936.28,
were paid to Michael Fitzpatrick by Helen’s nephew, Robert McCauley, on
February 20, 1990.
Note:
Helen had no descendants.