~Calvin Lee Jr and wife Traci Weibling~
I am the youngest of three children. My brother, Danny Lee
Weibling, has 4 children, Spencer, Danny, Amanda and Marisa. My sister Jane Ann (Weibling)
Folsom, had 4 children, Gerald, Anna, Gregory and Gary. Jane was killed in an auto
accident, on her way to work. I have 2 sons, Andrew and Jacob.
This is my story as I remember it. I was born in Kansas City,
KS., May 21, 1962, and lived in the city for the next 11 years. While I was in the sixth
grade we moved back to Robinson. We moved into the House that my Father and his two
brother’s (Marvin and Richard) were born in.
The old 4 room house had so much meaning to dad, so many
memories, only a few that I remember him sharing. He talked about the hole in the floor of
the southwest room. He and his brother Richard were fighting over a gun, when it went off
putting the hole in the floor. The time when they were counting after earning a few cents
scooping snow, and dropped a penny between the steps. That penny we found some 40 years
later as we tore out and replaced the steps. I still ponder the thought of how they raised
4 children in that little house.
We would come from the city for about 4 years prior to moving in
the old house. We put in new electrical wiring, a new roof and modern day conveinces like
plumbing and natural gas. I can’t forget the picture window that come out of another
house being torn down in K.C.K. I can still remember using the outhouse, which actually
belonged to the Depot right next door.
Dad was self-employed. He had a Case Backhoe that made our living
for many years. As I drive around the country I still see so many things that Dad and I
did, still working to this day. He also bought the Pool Hall, which somehow connected to
his roots. He always said that the first Weiblings owned and operated the Pool Hall years
ago. This venture and the many others (mom owned and operated the café in town for a
while) weren’t of great success for Mom and Dad.
After the death of my sister, mom was left to raise her children.
Dad was left to drink his troubles away, within a year we lost dad too. Mom was now left
with even more burden, now she had so much to worry about. Among everything else, she had
me that by this time was totally lost in full blown alcoholism, drug addiction. She spent
the next few years fighting health problems her self. The Doctor told her it was stress,
after it was too late she was diagnosed with cancer. She was given 4 months to live, and
fought for 1 year 4 months before her death. I to this day think she fought so hard
because she was worried about the way I was. Her final months were spent preparing me for
her death.
I spent so many years lost, running from all that love me, and
hurting those that are closest to me. Only after loosing everything, did I find meaning in
life.
On Nov. 1 2001 I remarried my wife of 11 previous years. This is
nothing that I can take any credit for, it all belongs to God. He has blessed me with a
family again larger than I thought possible. He had spent so many years priming my heart
for this upcoming series of events.
In late Dec of 2001, I received a call from my Aunt Rosie. She is such a beautiful person,
so open and showed love for me that is truly amazing. Shortly after her call, I exchanged
E-mail’s with my first cousin Denise that I hadn’t spoken to in 25 years. We
instantly bonded, and all met shortly there after. I cannot express the Love I have for
Denise, she will always hold a special place in my heart.
Denise is working on the Family tree, and has spent weeks and
weeks on end researching. Denise found a Fred Weibling that is a descendant of our Charles
in the Photo on the home page. Denise talked to some Weiblings in Washington State, that
are descendants also. They were somehow drawn by that feeling that Robinson has for all of
us.
This finally led to all of us meeting in Robinson and touring the
Rosehill cemetery. This is were my life was changed forever. So much joy, excitement and
Love was shared that day. This led to another visit 6 days later. This particular visit
was to end up being focused on my life journey. The day was spent meeting people that
impacted my life as a young man. Diane Weibling would not allow me to run from these
people as I have done all my life. We met Hilton Torkelson, that day, he stopped twice to
talk with me. This man truly had the biggest impact on my life, growing up. I was running
again, excuse after excuse came from me. Diane took it upon herself to arrange dinner that
evening. I not only touched base with a man I love like a father, but recognized family I
thought I never had.
I know as I write that my life is just beginning now, I have more
love that surrounds me than any man deserves. If anyone reads this that has ever felt
alone, God Bless You. There are people in all our lives that love us, It just takes a few
special people at the perfect moment to help us see it. All of you that were with me I
Love You, and those we haven’t met I Love you too.
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