lives Vellexion, France; no ch
Data source is the 1990 book, "Moomaw-Mumma-Mumaw-Mumaugh Genealogy" compiled by Robert Austin Moomaw (deceased).
Data source is Jean Moomaw Phillips (Deceased)
The following note provided by Doug Stevens - dougastevens@hotmail.com
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This is an update for the database concerning Clyde M Moomaw Reference ID#: 29256912 who was living in Vellexon, France. Apparently he has passed away on 25 Sep 2008 in France and it was registered with the US Consolate in Paris. I assume that Yvonne his wife is still living as I can find no death record for her. I have the mailing address for them there and I am going to try to get a letter to her asap. I discovered Clyde's death while working with records on Ancestry.com. Here is the link to Clyde's record in my Stevens family tree on that site:
http://trees.ancestry.com/pt/person.aspx?tid=9917818&pg=2
By the way Clyde was a WWII - DDay veteran. That is how he And Yvonne met. The story I heard numerous times over the years is that Clyde went in with airborne troops the night before DDay and at some point he was near Vellexon, France. He and an officer got separated from their outfit and decided to get some shuteye for the night and find the others the next day. They were heading through a farmer's field evidently at a time of year just after hay cutting because there were mounds of hay in the field. They were trying to reach a wooded area at dusk to camp when some Germans opened fire on them. They were in the wooded area. Clyde was hit and wounded and he retreated toward the farmhouse. The Germans were giving chase and he decided to hide by tunneling under one of the piles of hay. Laying on his back he heard the enemy soldiers as they fixed bayonets and began checking the hay piles. I remember Clyde saying that when they came to where he was he was sure they would kill him. He decided to stay still and hope for the best. He said that they stuck bayonets literally every place possible without hitting him. He called it a miracle! He heard them move on but he was tired, weakened and scared to venture out so decided to lay there until morning and enough time for them to break camp and move on. When he emerged he was weak from losing blood and finally crawled to the farmhouse and got their attention. The farmer and his family took him in and hid him in the attic and nursed him back to health. I understand that several times German soldiers were at that house but they never detected him. The farmer had a daughter - her name was Yvonne. Clyde and Yvonne fell in love and they were married after the war. She came back to the states to live with Clyde in Willard, Ohio. There are several ship's manifests showing her initial arrival as well as other trips that they made together to France to visit her parents. Those records can be viewed from Clyde's link. The amazing thing for me was the discovery that on one of their trips they arrived back in New York the same day I was born - 6 Oct, 1955!
They have no children and Clyde worked on the B&O Railroad for a time and then ran his own ice cream truck in the summer time. As a kid I also knew him as Mr. Softy. He would always stop by my grandparents house - Jacob Milton Moomaw who was Clyde's uncle - brother to Charles Edward Moomaw, Clydes father. He was Mr. Softy full time for many years making enough money in the summer for the entire year. They made frequent trips to France and after Yvonne's father died and Clyde retired they moved to France to care for her mother in Vellexon. They would return often enough for Clyde to maintain his citizenship. Clyde also would say that he could live like a king on his pension there in Vellexon. He loved France and was somewhat of a celebrity there in Vellexon.