Wedding Notice

Here is what the Concord Tribune had to say about our parents marriage:


The Concord Tribune
June 3rd, l935

Concord, June 3.--- Very beautiful and most impressive was the wedding Friday afternoon at 5 o'clock in the First Presbyterian Church of this city, of Miss Jane Elizabeth White and Preston McKamie Faggart. Dr. W. E. Davis, pastor of the church, officiated, using the ring service of the Presbyterian ritual.

Harmonizing effectively with the stately colonial architecture of the church, the decorations were quite simple but beautiful. Against a background of potted evergreens, white double larkspur was arranged in silver vases, and smilax was entwined effectively under the windows. The family pews were marked by graceful Easter lilies. Tall white tapers set in two seven branched candelabra lighted the wedding scene.

Samuel Goodman, organist, and Miss Elizabeth Woodhouse, soprano, rendered the wedding music beginning the prenuptial program on the tower chimes with "Faithful and True", "Parlez-moi d'amour," "I Love You Truly", and "Sunrise and You."

He then played "Kamenoi=Ostrow" by Rubenstein, and "Largo" from the "Symphony in D" by Cesare Franck.

Miss Elizabeth Woodhouse, coloratura soprano, sang the beautiful wedding song, "Beloved It Is Morn." Miss Woodhouse was attired in an afternoon model of pink lace with blue hat of horsehair braid. Her corsage was of white roses.

The four ushers, Everett McKinley, of Kannopolis, Joe Foil, Nevin Sappenfield, and E. L. Morrison, Jr. of Concord, were the first of the bridal party to enter the church.

The bride had as her only attendants her two sisters, Misses Ellen and Isabelle White. Their costumes were exactly alike, being afternoon gowns of beige lace over pink and blue maline hats worn off the face, and blue sandals, they each carried nosegays of mixed garden flowers.

The bridegroom, attended by his best man, Wallace Morris, entered from a side door and met his bride at the alter.

The bride entered with her father, Chalmers Lindley White, who gave her in marriage. Her wedding gown was of apricot lace, floor length, and with it she wore a hat of brown horsehair braid and brown sandals and carried an arm bouquet of white roses and lilies of the valley.

Immediately after the ceremony, the bridal party, the two immediate families, and the out-of-town guests were entertained at an informal reception at the home of the bride's parents. After the reception, the bride changed to her traveling costume of gray with navy accessories, and left with the bridegroom for a motor trip through the Shenandoah Valley. Upon their return they will reside in Concord at the home of Mrs. H. I. Woodhouse.

Mrs. Faggart, the eldest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Chalmers Lindley White, received her education at Converse College and for several years has been a member of the city school faculty, a position to which she has been appointed for another year.

Mr. Faggart, son of Mrs. A. M. Faggart, and the late Mr. Faggart, attended Davidson College, and for some time has been connected with Gibson's Drug Store.

Among the last of the pre-nuptial affairs given for this popular couple was the stag supper Wednesday evening at Hotel Concord for Mr. Faggart by the men of the bridal party.

After the rehearsal, Thursday evening, the members of the bridal party were entertained informally by the bride's parents.

Charlotte people in Concord for the wedding included Mr. and Mrs. Tom White, Misses Rose Ellen and Eloise White, Mr and Mrs. W. C. Taylor, Mrs. Winney Barron Pegram, and Miss Helenora Withers.

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Sam Goodman, the organist, was one of Dad's good friends... he had had a singing career in opera, for a while, in New York... encouraged me when I started learning the piano... Had a fascinating house with a lot of sculpture, sacred art and artifacts fancy lamps, carpets, an electric organ, and a grand piano. The house was Latin in design... a patio with a fountain, arcades beyond which were the bedrooms on one side, the dining room and kitchen opposite.. open in the back.... His sister, Miss Addie kept house with a lot of bird dogs, they made a terrible fuss when we visited, and had to be shut up elsewhere. A country place, they ran some cows as well. Dad said his family made a fortune, early investors in Coca Cola! Sam and Addie were the sole heirs... We visited them at Christmas, usually... I remember the fruit cake, very dark and soaked in spirits. Sam smoked Old Gold cigarettes, I remember. Down to the last mm!!!

Elizabeth Woodhouse, the singer at the wedding, lived with her family next door.... very close to Mom and Nana, especially. Mom always talked about Mamie Woodhouse like she was another mother. But when Elizabeth practiced her singing, Pa and Uncle Maury, covered their ears. Coloratura soprano is horrible, I guess, to a lot of people, especially difficult.... Uncle Maury is said to shake his fist: "Oh isn't that awful!!!" Dad said that Sam did not approve of her musical selection.... The Whites at listed as out of town guests were Mom's cousins... Tom White Sr. was Pa's brother, and had died a few years before. Aunt Maybelle, his widow, was a frequent visitor to 25 Georgia Avenue. She said I sailed in and out like a blue streak. Her favorite expression, seems. She talked a blue streak too.... but they all did... getting words in edgewise the way to go around there.

Nana

Nana and Pa... my maternal grands. From my earliest recollection. We lived up-stairs in that big square house on Georgia Avenue, next to Boo and Uncle Maury... Nana was slim and nervous... always in motion.... losing her grasp on reality. She was born Janie Elizabeth Richmond in 1876, 60 years before me. She ate like a bird, sometimes taking a spoonful of suger raw... Married Pa in 1902.... good looking pair in the rather art nouveau oval portraits. She was the youngest of the Richmond girls, and had suffered from malaria as a child. She told of her doctor giving the bitter awful tasting quinine, the only thing they had then.... and later, after marriage, had a bout with typhoid fever, loosing all her hair from the high temperature. Mama was a teenager when it happened, and they used to quarantine the homes of people with dangerous contagious illnesses. Her hair grew back in beautiful curls, Mom said. And Ibel, her youngest sister was afraid of her new looks!

Nana was extremely nervous during the summer thunder storms. Mama said her fear of electricity was so bad, that on stormy nights she would not even let them play the piano! Convinced it would draw the lightening inside! A couple of summers when I was 5 and 6, I slept in the hall beside the stairs, because it was cooler there, and Nana would come sit on my cot and tell me about her life growing up during Reconstruction in Concord... already another lost world and way of life by 1936, when I was born. She taught me ten commandments. We went to church all the time... I still remember many passages from the Bible I was encouraged to learn. Much reading went on in those days. Radio was still a novelty and TV had not descended into our lives. The depression was raging, and times were lean. I learned the 23rd Psalm of David by heart... and they asked me what I wanted as a prize. I asked for a water sprinkler for the lawn. Fascinated with lawn hydraulics... love to watch the big oscillating sprinklers on the neighbors' lawns. So I got a brass ring shaped thing that did the trick, and my cousins and I would run through the waters on hot afternoons. Days of no air conditions, the front porch and shady lawn, the big windows always open, was what we had. The ceilings were higher, 9 feet at least...

Those stormy nights, she told me about her job at the Post Office, how she would walk to work so fast that Old Will Gibson would call from his shop, saying "Where is the fire, Janie??? Slow down!". She rode a her bicycle, too! And hated bananas! One time, a shipment of bananas arrived at the post office, and some were left there for the workers... she ate so many it made her very sick. And since that time she never ate another! And passed her banana phobia on to Mama. The only people I have ever known not to love that fruit.

There was a servant Nonne, big, black and authoritarian, an all knowing big mamma, in for no non-sense... She came 6 days early, cleaned, cooked breakfast and lunch, called dinner, the big meal of the day, and took home enough for her family. Her husband, James Parks, had the enviable job of being janitor for the prestigious First National Bank. Together they made enough to send their daughter to college!!! The black Normal Teachers College then in Greensboro. They lived in the "black part of town" Logan School, for the segregated folk.... Separate but unequal, really...