October 22, 1924 – June 28, 2005
He was the 8th of their 9 children. When their 6th child, Margaret, died at the age of two in 1919, it resulted in an age gap in the children. Because of this, Phyllis, Russ and Kenny ended up closer to one another than they were to their older siblings.
The family never had much money. As children Russ and Kenny would chase the train through South Norwood, throwing rocks at the fireman, who would throw some coal back at them. They would take the coal home to heat the house.
Near Sumner street, the Bird Paper company would buy and collect old clothes and rags and use them to make paper. Coins, jewelry and other items would fall out during the process and settle into a holding pit. The boys would comb through the piles in hip boots. They would almost always find a few pennies and on a good day they might find a nickel or even a dime. A dime in the early 1930’s would get you a hamburger or a movie ticket, or a newspaper and a cup of coffee, so they spent lots of free time there. Russ even took his son Jimmy there when he was a small boy.
Russ’ grandmother, Christine McLeod Webber, owned a farm on Winter Street next to Highland Cemetery. Christine would offer to pay the grand kids a nickel if they helped pick strawberries on the farm. One day Russ came and picked strawberries for her but when Russ asked for his money, Christine explained she had to sell the Strawberries first.
Although he was short, he was athletic and also strong as an ox and he was considered one of the toughest guys in the neighborhood. Aside from street fighting, he played football (he evern used to practoce with the Dedham football team and kicked the ball barefoot), baseball and basketball. He learned to skate on the ice where the Bird and Son’s factory is located where Mansion drive meets Washington st in East Walpole.
The house where Russ was born was located at 717 Pleasant St. (Street View). It was torn down in the late 1990’s. The family moved quite often in the 1920’s and 30’s but stayed in South Norwood (which Russ always called “The Flats”. They finally settled at 60 Highview St. (Street View). This is the address listed in military enlistment records in 1942 when Horace (31), Preston( 29), Edgar (27), Russell (19) and Kenny (17) all joined the armed forces. Elliot, aged 35, was considered too old to join and stayed home in Norwood.
After the attack on Pearl Harbor by the Japanese Navy on December 7, 1941, men from all over the country signed up for the armed services and Norwood was no exception. Russ enlisted in the United States Marine Corps on January 12th, 1942, at the age of 18. Years later when asked why he joined the Marines instead of the other services, he said all the recruiters were lined up in a row, telling the people passing by why their service was the better one to join. When he passed the Marine recruiter, the man said “Semper Fi”, but Russ thought he said “Seventy Five” which was more than the Army paid, so he signed up for the Marines instead.
Russ went to boot camp in Parris Island, South Carolina and was assigned to 3rd Battalion, 7th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division. By March of 1942 he was stationed at New River, North Carolina and in April moved on to San Diego California for more training. Despite his short stature, he carried and fired the BAR (Browning Automatic Rifle) for his unit (company I), which weighed almost 25 pounds and was almost 4 feet long.
When the operation was over, the regiment was sent to Melbourne, Australia to rest and refit. During their stay, they were billeted in the Melbourne Cricket Ground which was near the center of the city. The 7th Marines were 30 kms South-East at the bay-side suburbs of Balcombe, Mt Martha and Frankston. The Australians treated the Marines like heroes and proved to be wonderful hosts.
On August 30, 1943 Russ wrote a letter to Elliot from San Diego. He said he was recovering from heavy fighting in the Pacific.
During August and September of 1943 the bulk of the Division moved north and by October 24th the last Divisional units arrived in New Guinea. As part of the campaign to secure New Guinea, the combat on New Britain took place in some of the most rugged terrain anywhere on earth. Clothing, paper, leather quickly rotted or fell apart in the intense humidity and heavy rainfall. Weapons and ammunition corroded almost in front of men’s eyes. Russ contracted Malaria there for the second time of the Pacific campaign.
During April 1944 the Old Breed deployed to its new home on Pavuvu in the Russell Islands. The Division’s Marines were bitterly disappointed when they first set eyes on Pavuvu. It was a tropical hole infested with sand crabs and covered by coconut plantations. Russ said he and his fellow Marines called it “starvation island”. He said it was the worst place they visited and they were miserable there, but at least there was no malaria.
On 15 September 1944, the First Marine Division assaulted Peleliu in the Palau islands. Only a few points off the equator, Peleliu was a brutally hot and humid place under the best of conditions. Air support stripped much of the vegetation from the island’s ridges, leaving naked coral that blazed from the heat and offered little concealment. Russ was wounded there on September 29th, earning one of the two Purple Hearts he was awarded.
After being honorably discharged as a Private First Class, Russ returned to Norwood where he went back to work at Bird & Son’s in East Walpole. The Bird plant made roofing shingles and paper products and was the largest employer in both Norwood and Walpole at the time.
Russ was a founding member of the 1st Marine Division Reunion Association in Boston after the war and was extremely proud of his Marine service throughout his lifetime.
He began dating Florence Howard, from neighboring Dedham, Massachusetts, in 1951. She volunteered at the Veteran’s Administration Hospital in West Roxbury and he would sometimes give her a ride home.
In 1951 he took her to the Thanksgiving football game between Dedham and Norwood, but told her he wouldn’t be seeing her that night. She knew he was also dating a nurse from Braintree who he was going to see.When he was with Florence he would tell her stories about the nurse and they would laugh about them, and apparently he also talked to the nurse about Florence. The night of the football game the nurse had finally had enough and said “All you do is talk about her, maybe you should just go be with her tonight”, and Russ said “That’s a good idea!” and went back to see Florence. He never saw the nurse again.
Florence got an apartment on the corner of Cleveland St. at 69 Railroad Avenue in Norwood. She lived there with her friend Kitty McDonough for a while and when Kitty moved out she took over the rent. On August 10th, 1952, Florence’s 28th birthday, she and Russ got married in the apartment byt a Justice of the Peace and Russ moved into the apartment soon after. Russ’ sister Doris was the maid of honor, and Russ’ friend Pete Bamba was his best man. After the ceremony, they went to Chinatown in Boston for dinner, then hopped on the bus and went to California on their honeymoon. Kitty McDonough watched Cynthia and Jimmy while they were away. Florence didn’t think Cynthia would mind but she cried most of the time they were away, while Jimmy spent time with the other kids.
The honeymoon bus trip was Florence’s first trip outside New England. She was surprised how much she loved the sightseeing out the window of the bus and her love of travelling began that day.
In March of 1953, Russ’ mother Margaret Colbert Webber died. His father Pa needed help running the house, so in December Russ, Florence, Cynthia and Jimmy moved in to his house further up the street at 286 Railroad ave.
They bought the house from Pa for $6000. Richard was 2 months old when they made the move. Once Russ and Florence started having more children, Pa moved in with his daughter Eva. Todd, Sharon, Jeff and Mark were all born while they lived at 286 Railroad ave. The house still stands at the present location, although an addition was added in 2010.
On August 9th, 1965 the family took out a $19,300 mortgage to pay of 286 Railroad Avenue and buy the house at 311 Nahatan st. The monthly mortgage payment for the 30 year loan was $66, which was a good sum of money in 1966 but by the 1980’s was a bargain. The backyards of the houses almost touched, only separated by the yard at 3 School St. Most of the family’s belongings were moved straight through these back yards. Built in 1910, it was a brown, wood shingled house set up as an upstairs/downstairs two family residence when they purchased it (Russ’ brother Kenny and his wife Janet had actually rented the second floor at one point while Russ and Florence lived at 286 Railroad Ave). . The upstairs kitchen was used as a bedroom for 19 year old Jimmy., with the plumbing left intact. Russ and Florence took the upstairs bedroom that overlooked Nahatan st. Downstairs the current living room was the dining room and the front bedroom was the den.
The family would go for long rides in the car, with all the kids piled into the backseat and sometimes Mark laying in the back window. Sometimes they would go to visit someone specific, like Russ’ sister Phyllis in New Hampshire, but often they would just head in a direction and see where they ended up. If the children misbehaved Russ would threaten to pull over and get a “switch”, a small tree branch, to spank them with.
When the 1st Marine Division was trying to expand their membership, Russ drove all over Massachusetts knocking on doors to sign people up. When looking for one particular veteran, the went to Roxbury, where they were given a new address he had moved to in Needham. From there they went to another town, and another until they finally arrived in Weston. They never tracked the guy down, but the resident of the last house in Weston said Russ should join the FBI with those kind of skills.
Russ attended various 1st Marine Division reunions throughout his lifetime in places like San Antonio, South Carolina, New Hampshire, New Orleans, South Dakota, Washington D.C., Baltimore, San Diego, and Chicago (which was Florence’s favorite). in 1965 the reunion was in New York city and they brought all the kids with them, which they regretted. Florence has just gotten her license before the Philadelphia reunion (1968), and right before the trip Russ got a spider bite on his hand and Florence has to drive all the way home.
They also loved to stop at flea markets, swap meats and yard sales. With so many children and not much money, they took advantage of any kind of deal they could get. Russ’ brother Kenny, who ran the town dump, would also call Russ if he saw anyone throwing away anything the family could use.
One day Russ and Florence stopped at a church on Chapel Street in Norwood where they were holding an event. One of the exhibits was an eight foot tall metal Eiffel Tower. She always wanted to visit France and never got to go, so Russ bought the Eiffel tower and put it on the front lawn. That was sometime before or around 1973. The Eiffel tower was hidden from view by several pine trees in front of the house until the mid 1980’s, but as the trees fell or were removed, the tower became a local landmark. To this day people stop and take photos of it or with it. A photo in front of the tower is often listed on local scavenger hunt lists.
In the mid 1960’s he got a job as the junior custodian at the Shattuck School, across the street from the house on Nahatan st. Over the next 20 years, Russ worked in every school in town at one point or another. He retired from the school department in 1987 and volunteered as a playground monitor at the Oldham school until 1989 when he retired for good.
Once he retired, Russ loved a good cup of tea at home and liked to eat his meals in bed. For several years he would head down to McDonald’s on Broadway and have coffee with his friends and “shoot the breeze”. He was a talented story teller and it was often hard to tell which ones were exaggerated or flat out made up.
Over the years, Russ invited many people to stay in the house at 311 Nahatan St. His daughter Sharon, son in law George Curtis and grandson George Curtis Jr. lived there from 1980-1983 and then came back several other times (1985, 1988, 1990) in between duty stations. When George and Sharon were separated in the summer of 1989, she and George lived there for 3 months again. Jeff’s daughter Jessica lived in the house from 2001-2002 when her son Andrew was born. When there was a fire in the apartment across the street, the house painter from Ireland had no place to go so Russ let him stay on the couch for a few months.
For many years he marched in the annual Norwood 4th of July parade and was chosen as the Grand Marshall of the parade in 2004.
Parties on the Fourth of July were an annual tradition in the Webber household going back to at least the early 1970’s. They started as smaller events with family and a few friends and grew larger and larger as the years went on. By the 1980’s, most of the guest were friends of Russ kids, but a large number of family members and friends of both Russ and Florence also attended each year. Motorcycles lined the sidewalk out in front of the house and a live band played in the back yard. Around mid afternoon, everyone would leave to head down and get a spot for the parade, then once the parade was over, the party would continue back at the house until long after it was dark. For years the party ended in a sizable fireworks display (even though fireworks were illegal in Massachusetts). By the mid 1990’s, the fireworks shows were over, and karaoke was sometimes used in place of a live band. Russ loved to sing and really enjoyed being able to do it at home in front of so many family and friends. The party no longer continued after the parade, and dozens of motorcycles would fill the street and sidewalk in front of the house.
Russ also never missed a chance to attend karaoke night at local bars and pubs.
Notorious for having a stubborn streak and a dislike for authority, he was just as well known for his generosity. He was always willing to do you a favor, even if it took him out of his way or caused him an inconvenience, but if you crossed him watch out!
Russ had a double hip replacement in 1980 that was expected to last him 10 years. Over 20 years later the pain in his hips was bad enough that he decided to have them redone. During the pre-op testing for the hip replacement, doctors discovered that his arteries were badly clogged and he had a triple bypass in January of 2005. Recovery for the bypass was very slow and after a short rehab in Harrington House in Walpole, Russ was moved to Charwell House in Norwood where he died on June 28, 2005.
He was one of a kind and s o loved by so many. He is still missed very much by his friends and family.