Hugh Fingar
(Butch to his family) [born March 12, 1901] was a
farm boy, the son of a farm boy and city girl. His
parents' backgrounds couldn't have been [more]
different. At the time of their marriage, they must have
seemed an ill suited couple. The Fingars had lived in this
country almost 200 years, while his maternal grandfather
(whom he was named after) was a Scottish immigrant. Family
legend states that Albert Fingar (Hugh's father) was
the first person in the community to marry outside (a non
1710 Palatine German) of the community. Whatever their
differences, they seemed to have a very happy (but
unfortunately) short marriage as Helen (or, Ellen) died
1917.
About this time the family made the
difficult decision to leave their farm home and start a new
life in New York City. Al took a job at Bleeker's Dairy
(as did Hugh) and so ended the bucolic life style of
another American family that began long before they even
came to this country. This move to the city also had an
"up side", as it put Hugh in closer proximity to
the young girl who had won his heart many years earlier,
Myrtle Moore.
Hugh met Myrtle about 10 years earlier
when her family moved to his community. Myrtle was born in
Ohio [April 23, 1900], but moved when she was quite young.
Her father had died in her infancy, and her mother (Mary
Milligan) remarried James "Jamie" Taylor Petty.
He was a bright man who studied law at Allegheny College
where he graduated in 1888. Ironically, he never practiced
law but rather became a newspaper man. He moved his ready
made family east, first to New Jersey, and later to the
Duchess County community founded by her future
husband's ancestors. While Myrtle was soon smitten with
her new beau, her parents didn't approve of the
provincial locals. The Petty's maintained two homes, as
Jamie's newspaper work kept him in the city, but a love
of farming led him to keep a country place that was run by
his wife. I suspect their life was somewhat unconventional.
Jamie lived in the city on a full time basis, while Mary
lived on the farm during the planting season, only joining
her husband in the city for the winter. A decision was also
made to have Myrtle live with her father during the school
year to afford her the educational opportunities (not
available in the country at that time) and help run the
house for her beloved stepfather.
Though a good student, Myrtle (like
many other young women of her generation) never finished
school, and began life as a working woman. On February 10,
1922, Hugh and Myrtle went to the German Methodist Church
in West New York, New Jersey where they were married. When
I once suggested to my grandmother that they had eloped, I
was quickly corrected with the line: We didn't
elope, we just didn't tell anyone, as it was no
one's business. Hugh then took Myrtle home, and
went to his home with his father in the city. The next
morning the newlyweds took the train to the farm to inform
Grandma Petty of the union. Not pleased with the news, she
promptly sat down and wrote a letter to Jamie to discuss
the matter.
My grandparents ran a small grocery
store in Coram (Long Island, New York). They found the
store on a chance stop on their way to Montauk Point in
1934.
They liked the store, found out it was for rent and
decided to become business people.
The store became profitable, and my
grandfather never forgot his humble roots. When people
asked for credit he found it impossible to say
"no". Years after he died my grandmother would
say how annoyed she got when he extended credit to people
who already owed them money. His comment would be How
can I say no when they have no money and ask for milk?
My grandmother would comment that they had money last week
when they bought liquor down the street. My grandfather
would just say I can't say no when I know they have
children at home. I suspect that my grandmother would
have been the soft touch if she didn't know that her
husband would beat her to it, as she always told the story
with great pride.
When I was an infant my grandfather was
president of the Coram School Board. This was before the
centralization movement of the early 1960's, and in the
post war population boom the 2 one-room schoolhouses that
had served my mother and her brother and sister were no
longer adequate. It was at this time that the Coram School
on Coram-Mt. Sinai road (that is still in use) was built.
At the time the building provided a classroom for each
grade and was a great source of pride to the growing
community. At the formal opening of the building my sister
Cheryl was selected as a representative of the community to
open the building. When my grandfather died in 1956 that
school was closed for the day in his honor. A tree was also
planted on site in his honor.