William Jackson Ainsworth, 79, native of Smith county and a farmer, died

at the family residence in Taylorsville Saturday at 2:24 p.m.

Funeral Services were held Sunday at 3:00 p.m. from the Edon

Baptist church in Jasper county. The Revs. T. R. Coulter, R. C.

Folk and M. E. Childers conducted the service. Interment was in

the Edon cmetery.

Paullbearers were Victor Jernigan, Junior Jernigan, J. C.

Ainsworth, Vernon Williamson, Floyd Williamson and Dee

Jernigan.

Surviving are the wife, Mrs. Beulah Ainsworth; four sons, John

Ainsworth, Shaw; Lee Ainsworth, Soso; Andrew Ainsworth, Laurel,

Rout 3; Oddie Ainsworth, Taylorsville; Four daughters, Mrs.

Maggie Jernigan and Mrs. Anie Buckley, Taylorsville; Mrs. Eula

Maddox, Texas; and Mrs. Beulah Stevens, Colorado; thirty

grandchildren and one great grandchild; four brothers, J. C.

Ainsworth and E. L. Ainsworth, Laurel, Route 3; M. C.

Ainsworth, Bay Springs; and a. W. Ainsworth Epps, La; five

sisters, Mrs. Maudie Windham, Laurel; Mrs. Mattie Jernigan,

Soso; Mrs. Mary Williamson, Laurel, Route 3; Mrs. Jake Jefcoat,

Laurel.

Williams Funeral Home had charge of arrangements.

Mervyn Leigh Bourdillon ,JP, a former Lord Lieutenant of Powys, & a County Councillor for Brecon, died at his home, Llwyn Madoc, Beulah, Lalanwrtyd Wells, Powys, 11 September, 2002. He was 78. Mervyn Bourdillon was born 9 August, 1924, the son of Prebendary G.L. Bourdillon, and was educated at Haileybury School. Career: served RNVR, 1943-46; Forestry Commissioner, 1973-76; Member of Brecon County Council, 1962-73; a Deputy Lieutenant from 1962; appointed a Justice of the Peace, 1970; High Sheriff of Brecon, 1970; Her Majesty's Lord Lieutenant of Powys, 1978-86; appointed KStJ, 1994. Mervyn Bourdillon married in 1961, Penelope Anne, daughter of Peter Wellesbourne Kemp-Welch, OBE, [who died in 1964] by his wife, the former Penelope Hunter, and niece of Betty Kenward who wrote *Jennifer's Diary* for nearly fifty years - nearly half of those for Harpers & Queen. Bourdillon leaves a widow, and one son, Patrick, and three daughters, Katherine, Sarah, & Lucinda. A private funeral is followed by a service of celebration at Brecon Cathedral, Friday 4 October, 2002, at 2.30 p.m.

Lorenz M. Draves was born in August of 1850 in West Prussia (Germany), as
were his parents. His future wife, Anna Kruske and her parents were also
born there. She was three years younger and was born on October 28,
1853. They were married in Germany in 1873 when she was 20 and he was
23.
They had their first son on August 27, 1875, and named him August. Their second child, Anna, followed two years later in 1877 and the third child,
Berkhard (or Benjamin), arrived in 1879. The Draves family came to
America in 1882 (or betw 1881-1883), coming directly to Saginaw. Most
German immigrants went to America in search of an improved standard of
living. A million and a half departed from Germany during the 1880s --
more than in any other decade before or after.
Like other immigrant groups, the Germans followed the natural instinct of
forming neighborhoods with their countrymen where they felt at home far
away from home. Saginaw, Michigan was one of those places.
Lorenz and Anna were naturalized as citizens of the United States in
1890. Still ten years later, even after having lived here for almost 20
years, they could not speak the English language. However, by 1920,
they could read, write and speak English. Lorenz’s name was often
misspelled in the U.S. as Lawrence or Lorenze.
They had four more children between 1884 and 1893. Frank, Clemens,
Lizzie, and Hattie all were born in Michigan. By 1900, they were the
parents of ten children with only seven living according to census data.
It’s unsure what happened to the other three.
Lorenz was a laborer at a furniture factory in Saginaw for most of his
working years in Saginaw. They were one of the pioneer members of St.
Andrew’s Catholic Church where she was a member of the Altar society.
This is the same church where their son August later married his wife
Lena. In 1893, they owned a home at 380 German in West Saginaw. By
1907, they had settled in at 2248 Ames Street (now Avon) in Saginaw where
they would live until Anna’s death.
Anna died at home at the age of 73 on December 29, 1925. Lorenz was 85
when he died on October 7, 1935. They are both buried at St. Andrew’s
Cemetery in Saginaw.
As of 2001, after 120 years in America, six generations of Draves have
been raised in Michigan. In 1998, a Draves family reunion was started
for the descendants of Frank and Bessie Draves. Draves family members
now come in from Ohio, Florida, California, Tennessee, Colorado,
Illinois, and New York.

HARRINGTON, BENJAMIN V.
403 Fitzhugh Street,
Obituary: : from the Saginaw News Thurs. Feb 15, 1951 (pg37)
Passed away early Thursday morning at his home. Age 63 years. He was born Aug. 23, 1887 in Saginaw and has lived here most of his life. He was employed by the Pere Marquette Railway for several years, and for the past nine years has been employed by the Wickes Boiler Co. He married Miss Mildred Action at Muskegon Mich. in 1926. She survives him. Besides his wife, he leaves three daughters, also a son by a previous marriage, Vincent Harrington, Detroit, Mich. Mrs.Bernice Farmwell, Birmingham, Mich.; Mrs. Donald Baker, Detroit, Mich.; Mrs. Burno Ziria, Muskegon, Mich.; six grandchildren. He also leaves two sisters and two brothers, Mrs. Louis Brandt, Saginaw; Mrs. Ray Davis, Swartz Creek, Mich.; Joseph Harrington, Chicago, Ill.; Frank Harrington, Carrollton, Mich. He was a memeber of the First Baptist Church. The funeral will take place at 3 p.m. Saturday at the Case Chapel. Dr. Roy Johnson will officiate, with burial in Forest Lawn Cemetery. Friends may call at the Case Chapel after Friday noon.
Buried at Forest Lawn Cemetery 17 Feb 1951, in the family plot with Mother, Father, sister, and 4 nephews. No wife is buried in this plot

Mildred "Millie" A. (HARRINGTON) Ziara, age 87, died Tuesday, April 16, 2002. She was born in Saginaw, MI, on March 3, 1915 to Benjamin and Hattie (Graves) Harrington, and married Bert Ziara in Muskegon, MI, in January of 1950. Mrs. Ziara had been a homemaker and a lifetime member of the VFW #446 Auxiliary where she had been the conductress. She enjoyed bowling and television. She is survived by 1 son, Thomas (Sue) Ziara of Okemos, MI; 1 daughter, Kay Bennett of Muskegon; 5 grandchildren; 6 great-grandchidlren; and 1 sister, Shirley (Lyle) Hill of Monroe, MI. She was preceded in death by her husband, Bert Ziara on October 31, 1995, 3 sisters and 3 brothers. Funeral Services will be held Saturday, April 20, 2002, 11 AM at St. Michael's Catholic Church with Fr. Max Frego officiating. Interment will be at St. Mary's Cemetery. Visitation will be Saturday, one hour prior to the service at St. Michael's Catholic Church. Memorials may made to St. Michael's Catholic Church or Osteoporosis Foundation. Clock Funeral Home, Muskegon www.clockfuneralhome.com

Elizabeth "BETTY" (KEMP-WELCH) KENWARD, who has died aged 94, was better known as the columnist "Jennifer" whose "Diary" indefatigably chronicled the social activities of the English upper classes for almost half a century. Jennifer's Diary appeared first in Tatler, then Queen and then Harpers & Queen. In tone it was somewhat suggestive of the ramblings of a retired nanny obsessed with "Society" - and indeed at one stage Mrs Kenward, who came from minor landed stock, had worked as a "dame" (or house matron) at Eton. Her claimed advantage over her competitors was her entree into exclusive parties, which she achieved mainly because of her fathomless discretion and her determination never to speak ill of anyone - save only, perhaps, of her avowed enemy Margaret, Duchess of Argyll. Heavily powdered and immaculate in pearl choker and kid gloves, her lacquered honey-coloured hair drawn back into a stiff bouffant held in place with a distinctive velvet bow, Betty Kenward would sail through social gatherings like a pocket battleship, never missing anyone she considered important. "I have long believed Mrs Kenward to be the second finest reporter in Britain after Max Hastings," a Daily Express columnist once wrote. Her unorthodox punctuation and bland reportage may have attracted a certain ridicule, but her persistence and accuracy always won a degree of admiration. Celebrated for her claim on Desert Island Discs, "I am a true Cockney, I was born in Cadogan Gardens", she was born Elizabeth Kemp-Welch on July 14 1906, the only daughter of Brian Kemp-Welch of Kineton, Warwickshire, from a family noticed in Burke's Landed Gentry. Her father insisted that young Betty be educated by a governess, and she later attended a finishing school at Les Tourelles, Brussels. She did not have an easy childhood; in her memoirs published in 1992 she revealed that her mother had had many affairs, the dire social consequences of which had become apparent to Betty during her third term at finishing school. She had become friends with a girl called Bunty with whom she hoped to share a room the next term; but when Bunty arrived back "she told me very sweetly that her aunt would not let her share a room with me as my mother was living with a man who was not her husband". Betty was "shattered, but it made me realise early on what a lot high standards mean in life". In 1932, Betty married, at St Margaret's, Westminster, Captain Peter Kenward of the 14/20th Hussars. The next day the wedding received 106 lines in the social page of The Daily Telegraph. Divorced in 1942, Betty Kenward was left to bring up her nine-year-old son, Jim. With no obvious career prospects, she secured Jim's schooling at Winchester by working first, it is said, in a munitions factory, and later as a dame for the Eton housemaster Cyril Butterwick. Jim Kenward, who would qualify as a chartered accountant and later move to Canada, was to prove a constant source of inspiration for Jennifer's Christmastide greetings, though she admitted that his children were less than enthusiastic about visits from strict "Granny London". During the Second World War, Betty Kenward began writing a social column for Tatler after it had paid her 10s 6d for her account of a local flower show. Initially entitled "On and Off Duty in Town and Country", the column changed its name in 1945 to "Jennifer's Diary" because the editor thought Betty Kenward "looked like a Jennifer". In 1959 Jennifer moved to Jocelyn Stevens's rejuvenated Queen magazine which in 1970 was amalgamated with Harpers Bazaar. She continued writing for Harpers & Queen until her retirement, aged 84, in 1991. "Sometimes I wonder whether she keeps a tape-recorder hidden behind that bow of hers," the party-planner Lady Elizabeth Anson once remarked. In fact, Betty Kenward would not even use a notebook but relied on her memory to produce lengthy lists of the previous day's engagements. Her memory, as well as being efficient, was carefully selective; scandal had no place in Jennifer's Diary. "If Betty wanted to be a different kind of reporter, by God she could write a column," observed Jocelyn Stevens, her proprietor at Queen - though he recognised that "she knows it all in order not to print it". Remorselessly, she stuck to an all but vanished view of the social order. Arrivistes - journalists, politicians (except Sir Ian Gilmour, Bt), writers (except John Julius Norwich), advertisers and publishers - had no place in her column. While the landowning classes capitulated to upwardly mobile executives and debutantes gave way to night-clubbing nymphettes, Jennifer's Diary remained the last bastion of the structured pre-war class system. The shires were Jennifer's spiritual heartland; county families would invite her to their weddings if for no other reason than that she had dutifully written up their parents' marriage ceremony a quarter of a century before. It was from these county families that Jennifer drew most of her "dear friends", that privileged few granted the special dignity of remaining nameless in her column. How close these friends were is a matter of some doubt. "Although one reads of the dear friends," a colleague observed, "they don't really exist. She's not a very friendly person." Certainly, Betty Kenward could prove insufferably snobbish and crotchety. Her telephone manner could be brusque towards anyone she judged her social inferior, and she was prone to long-running feuds. Her notorious distaste for Margaret, Duchess of Argyll dated from 1963 when the judge presiding over the Duchess's divorce case branded her "wholly immoral" and "completely promiscuous". The Duchess sullied Jennifer's Diary no more. Less easily explicable was Betty Kenward's grievance against Peter Townend, the social editor of Tatler from the late 1960s. Whenever she found herself attending the same party as Mr Townend, it was a matter of some principle that she must be placed on the top table while he sat with the press. Least auspicious of Mrs Kenward's rows was that with Antony Armstrong-Jones. When working as society photographer on Queen magazine, he once made the mistake of approaching her at a function. "My photographers never speak to me at parties," Mrs Kenward insisted testily. A year later, Mr Armstrong-Jones (now the Earl of Snowdon) became engaged to Princess Margaret. On hearing the news, Betty Kenward is said to have spent the afternoon in her office, kicking her waste paper basket disconsolately and intoning: "What a turn up this is." Her column proved the ideal means of revenge. For many years, she described the royal couple's presence at parties without mentioning Lord Snowdon's name; for example: "Princess Margaret; her husband," and then the name of some eligible male. She was also notably prickly when dealing with young staff; few of her secretaries lasted longer than four months. Her ideal secretary had to be smart enough to know what Jennifer was talking about, but not so smart that she would appear at the same parties. Clergymen's daughters were ideal, but by the mid-1980s the right sort were in short supply. Betty Kenward's requirements for her secretaries were strict; they must write with pens, not ball-points; they should not have red hair or smoke, and they should not be Irish - unless, of course, they hailed from the Ascendancy. One advertisement sought a girl with "no, repeat no, ambitions to write". There were, though, some perks. Secretaries were released from their duties at lunchtime every Friday, to ensure that they arrived at country house parties before nightfall. Secretaries quickly learned that "Mrs K" always travelled first-class by train and insisted on travelling with her back to the engine because, oblivious to the end of the steam era, she explained, "otherwise one gets so dirty". The key to Betty Kenward's extraordinary mental processes lay in her writings. They were ostensibly a dull catalogue of names and places, as for instance in an extract from a description of the aftermath of a Harrow School Songs concert at the Albert Hall: "I stayed on for supper in the Boissier box, where, besides Mr and Mrs Roger Boissier, I met his brother and sister-in-law Mr and Mrs Martin Boissier, and their attractive daughter Miss Susan Boissier; their cousins Mr and Mrs Peter Boissier, and their sons Commander Paul Boissier, who commands a submarine, with his wife Susie; and Mr John Boissier, and his wife Annie. Also Roger and Bridget Boissier's son Mr Rupert Boissier, and Miss Isabelle Barratt. Sadly Roger and Bridget Boissier's daughter Miss Clare Boissier was not present as she is in New Zealand." But behind such bathos lay a secret code full of prejudices, careful omissions and damning phrases which only the keen student of her column could ever hope to comprehend. Another feature of Betty Kenward's copy was the idiosyncratic system of punctuation she developed, in particular her pointed use of the semi-colon and the comma. In lists of those who attended a party, the Royal Family and others of special importance would be cordoned off from the lowly with a semi-colon, and even in mid-sentence the Queen, received an honorary comma. Adjectives were carefully graded. Party hostesses were always "generous", "tireless" and "extremely pretty". Anyone vaguely pulchritudinous was "pretty"; plain debutantes and ugly brides were "radiant" or at least "spirited"; in the most desperate cases, Jennifer would describe their "beautiful dress" instead. In the open-plan Harpers & Queen office, only Betty Kenward and her two assistants were graced with a special room, which looked like a Wendy House, with a curtained port-hole. Driven to work by her indulgent chauffeur - "dear Peter" - Betty Kenward would make a brief appearance before lunching at Claridge's. After spending an afternoon filing her copy for the previous evening, she would generally go on to attend a nightly average of two cocktail parties and one formal dinner. Although Betty Kenward was only paid a small retainer by her employers, she enjoyed an impressive expense account. Her clothes, her food, her travel and even her pied-a-terre in Hill Street, Mayfair, were for many years provided and maintained for her. Even when quite seriously ill, Betty Kenward never failed to produce her copy. She would write from her hospital bed about her "tireless" nurses and would attend functions a day after enduring painful surgery. Betty Kenward was appointed MBE in 1986. She never married again, though she claimed that "three kind gentlemen" had asked for her hand in marriage. Her son survives her. - From the London Daily Telegraph