Published April 27, 2009 01:24 pm - By Joe Zentis
Life Stories
Born in Titusville in 1924, Marguerite Ann Helen Madden Feigert claims that she was spoiled because she had a great childhood in the midst of an extended family and a community who treated her very well. In fact, the whole community of Titusville could be accused of trying to spoil Marguerite.
LIFE STORIES: ‘Spoiled’ label for Feigert can paint wrong picture
By Joe Zentis
The Herald
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EDITOR’S NOTE: This is another installment in our twice-monthly series “Life Stories,” profiles of everyday people who lend us insight into life and times in Mercer County.
Born in Titusville in 1924, Marguerite Ann Helen Madden Feigert claims that she was spoiled because she had a great childhood in the midst of an extended family and a community who treated her very well.
According to the Oxford American Dictionary, to spoil means “to damage, to make useless or unsatisfactory.”
We might concede that she was put at risk by a loving father who couldn’t bring himself to discipline her.
“My mother was the only one who corrected me,” she said. “My father wouldn’t. He’d say, ‘Pretend I was yelling at you. Cry or something.’”
And maybe her uncles could be considered co-conspirators with this spoiling business. Uncle John Dunn owned Dunn’s Stationery and Supply Co.
“There were shelves in the store,” she said, “filled with all the books any little girl would want to read, including all the Nancy Drew mysteries. He spoiled me.”
Uncle Edgar Inglehart owned some furniture stores, including one in Titusville.
“He and my Aunt Rose lived in a beautiful home. They were childless and had me visit often. They spoiled me, too.”
In fact, the whole community of Titusville could be accused of trying to spoil Marguerite.
“Titusville was a great place for children. The wealthy people from the oil industry donated money to the Y and other civic organizations so the swimming lessons, dancing lessons, etc., were all free for the children. My girlfriends and I used to take hikes, sometimes to Drake’s Well on a Saturday morning. We’d take a lunch. Behind our house there was this beautiful woods. We’d take a walk and sit down in the middle of it. I’d make up stories to myself. I’m glad I was raised in a small town.”
Even the Depression didn’t cause her family to deprive her or her brother Howard John Patrick Madden, who was three years younger. Their father was an accountant for the New York Central Railroad.
“My dad was lucky. He worked every day.”
However, the Depression did eventually have an impact on their lives. Jobs on the railroad were determined by seniority. When Marguerite was 11, her father got bumped from his job in Titusville to another job in Warren, Pa. Then he bid on a much-better-paying job in Sharon.