The fourth child of Peter and Mamie Daigle. Mary Agnes…Dorothea-Theresa…Angela…Daigle…Conaway, (you will have to ask a gran or great granchild what that little chant means) was born in Port Angeles, WA on Sept 23rd, 1919.
She moved to Sacred Heart Parish in Seattle about a year later. The she grew up in was across the street from the Armory. There was a vacant lot next to their house where she helped her dad park cars for events at the Armory.
She also worked for Shucks Auto Supply and waited on Roy Rogers, although she wasn’t aware of it until he was gone.
Another job was a telephone operator when Pearl Harbor was attacked.
She met her husband, Don Conaway, at a skating rink, where they did the Charleston and Jitterbug on skates, ending the evening with onion sandwiches and beer. Married for fifty years, she followed him to Hawaii, Rhode Island, North Carolina, Philippines, Vellejo and Lemore, CA…a second trip to the Philippines and finally Oak Harbor. Originally she made him promise to retire in Seattle. They decided Seattle was too busy and settled here.
Her brother Tony and sisters Frances and Cecille were musically gifted. She didn’t believe she had any talent….but it took courage, creativity, loyalty, determination, and talent to follow her husband halfway around the world. She made residence in Quonset huts and places with five locks on the door, no refrigerator, or stove, and still made them into a warm home.
She also drove to safety through category 3 hurricanes, rode out typhoons and earthquakes. All this with humor and laughing.
She had a strong faith in God, her family ties, and country.
She loved Eagles and Angels. Now she is an angel and soars with the eagles.
Her children Donna Marie, John Peter, Patrick Joseph, Grand and Great Grand children, nieces, and nephews will miss her acceptance of each as they are, and mostly her laughter. We love you.