Flexible Flyer Sleds and My Grandad Llewellyn

 Flexible Flyer Sleds and My Grandad Llewellyn

My grandfather William T. Llewellyn made Flexible Flyers sleds and Planet, Jr. farm implements like seeders, cultivators, small plows, discs, hoes and small garden tractors. He worked for the S.L. Allen & Co. in Philadelphia for 52 years. They manufactured agricultural tools and toys since the 1860’s, an innovative old Quaker family owned business. Our family were members of the Society of Friends, or Quakers. The Llewellyn family line came to Delaware County in 1683 from Wales. He was proud of his Welsh heritage and did some genealogy research. By the time I was born Grandad was just on the verge of his final promotion to president of the company, having started off his career as a junior clerk in 1909. Evidently he was very good with math. He served as treasurer by 1928 and comptroller in 1929, then vice president later that year. By 1933 he was on the board of directors. His photograph with a Christmas hat and holding one of the nice Flexible Flyer sleds graced the cover of BusinessWeek magazine on December 17, 1955. The old factory where his office was is still there in very shabby condition at 3463 N. 5th Ave. in downtown Philadelphia. The old signs are still visible on Google Street view. 
Our family lived nearby up until I was eleven years old in Elkins Park. He and my Nana, Ella Hall Llewellyn, lived in the same house for over fifty years at 229 E. Moreland Ave in Hatboro, PA. When we were young they owned the vacant property beside them where we enjoyed some momentous family gatherings like their fiftieth wedding anniversary celebration in April of 1965. We were members of the monthly Friends meeting my grandparents helped start, Cheltenham Friends Meeting that met on the grounds of Jeane’s Hospital in Fox Chase. My grandfather was involved in the financial aspects of building their new meetinghouse as well as my father back in the 1950’s.
Yours truly with my Grandad playing with his gold pocket watch at Indian Lake

BusinessWeek cover photo December 17, 1955


Raised in the Barnesville, Ohio area (born 1891) with two siblings, older brother Charles and sister Mabel, he was involved in a farm accident as a boy when a threshing machine tore off a finger or so on his left hand. His parents, Elisha and Martha, sent him to live with his aunt Sina Stratton-Michener, who was an ophthalmologist in Philadelphia. She lived to be way up in her nineties and I knew her when I was a little boy. He and his sister Mabel attended a Friends boarding school, Westtown, west of Philadelphia, where all his children and even some grandchildren went. Actually his mother, Abigail Stratton, taught there I believe. My grandmother Ella and her mother Phebe Hall, lived on campus for a time after her father Isaac died. So I have pretty deep Quaker roots.
After graduating from Westtown Friends School in 1908 his Aunt Sina paid for him to go to Penn State University and study geology. She owned a controlling interest in a gold mine in Colorado and wanted him to manage it. He realized after one year that her investment was pretty worthless and did not want to waste more of her money on his education since he would not have a viable mine to oversee, so he told her the bad news and went to work pretty soon afterward for S.L. Allen & Co.



William T. Llewellyn, president of S.L. Allen & Co. 1954


My grandparents were married at the Arch Street Meetinghouse in downtown Philadelphia in April 1915. Their marriage lasted sixty two years! They had four children, Robert, Walter, Ellen and my mother, Mary Phebe. They all went to Westtown school, too. I’ll tell some of their stories another time. A very interesting family I was born into!

Grandad took us on a tour of the factory and offices once back around 1960. I remember being impressed by his personal acquaintance with everyone in the large factory. It was quite a sight to see all those new sleds on a conveyor belt going through a dip-vat of shellac to varnish the wood. 

Sadly, like so many American manufacturing firms, the company was absorbed by some other entity and no longer exists. He retired at the mandatory age of seventy in 1961 as president and director of the company. The new plastic snow discs are sure not the same as the Flexible Flyers!

In the early 1940’s they purchased a second vacation home in the Pocono mountains on a little lake, ‘Indian Lake’. The cottage was constructed of logs and was within walking distance of the lake where we could row a boat, fish and swim in the icy, mountain water that quickly turned our lips blue and made our teeth chatter uncontrollably! We enjoyed picking wild blueberries or huckleberries in the woods and exploring. Chipmunks peaked out at us from their hiding spots. There was an old abandoned shale mine not far away that had a rusty old steam shovel we could play on! What fun! We enjoyed some good family times there over the years. Sitting on his lap and playing with his gold pocket watch in the old photo was a good memory. He always wore a gold pocket watch and usually had a suit and tie on. 

Grandad had severe sinus and allergy trouble and was a champion at snoring! For a fairly small man he could rattle the rafters when he snored in his sleep. I remember hearing him in that cottage in the mountains.

He had a funny habit of softly whistling to himself. I never recognized the tunes, but he would just do it pretty regularly with no recognizable pattern that I could detect. 

In their Hatboro home they had a wooden toy box by the front door stocked with the remnants of our parents' toys. They were always fun to try out. There was a basement with what had been a coal bin. They had a sun porch they enjoyed sitting on and relaxing. My grandmother Ella had arthritis and used Canadian crutches. He was a very devoted husband to her. One treasure I have is a letter he wrote her from Barnesville, Ohio when his father died in 1920 to his “darling Ella”. They had a very sweet relationship. And he and his brother Charles attended to their father in his last days. They had a loving relationship with him. I also have one of their father Elisha’s letters to them. Grandad told Ella what was going on and his plans to go home via train and back to work. In a loving way it was very informative. 

My father deeply respected his father in law. He told us that when my Grandad assumed the presidency of the company in 1953 his salary was $60,000. He was so concerned that this was way more than the workers earned that he cut his salary in half!

He was an ardent lover of cars. He would only drive Buick’s and loved the great big ones, Roadmasters and Electra 225 models I recall. His brother Charles was equally devoted to Ford. They had friendly discussions about them, but never came to an agreement on that subject. 

 In 1959 they purchased a third home for the winters in Sebring, Florida, at 207 Dove Avenue in Sebring HIlls. During those years he was on the board of directors of Cheltenham Federal Savings and Loan and as president from 1939-1976. He set up savings accounts for us and taught us to save money. We had little account books with dates stamped and the amount of our deposits. He loved to drive the interstate down and back, and made sure to attend the monthly meetings! He loved his big Buicks.

He was a spiritual man and spent time in daily devotions. Most mornings he and my grandmother read ‘Daily Bread’ together. You could see a copy on their breakfast table. He was quiet and I don’t recall him speaking in our Quaker meetings for worship. My Nana would frequently quote or read a Psalm or some Scripture in her quiet, firm voice. Grandad was a faithful servant. He was a devoted family man. They sent all four children through college to get their degrees. Nana was a great letter-writer and very articulate. She loved word games like Scrabble and Anagrams, and was extremely good at them.

I do not recall him ever complaining. He was fairly hard of hearing later in life and wore hearing aids. He was a contented, thankful man. He served as the town Burgess or Mayor for Hatboro back in the 1940’s. Of course they were pacifists so he never served in the military. My Nana was very active in the Christian Temperance Union back in the day. They were tea-totallers. Nana also was interested in health food and took vitamin supplements. She lived to be about 94. She also knitted all of us sweaters, mittens, caps and so forth. Toward the end of her life she made us all afghans, or lap-robes. 


My father and mother started me out pretty early on a Flexible Flyer sled (1953 or 54)!


As a little boy we always had very nice Flexible Flyer sleds. We lived on a hill and around the corner when it snowed they would block off a hill we could sled down on Rogers Road. What fun we had! The company tried an off season model with wheels called the Flexy Racer. Some years ago our younger son, Roy, gave me a nice Flexible Flyer sled! It has a chrome bumper and looks just like the one I had as a boy. I have it displayed in my home office on top of my bookcase. 

Grandad William T. Llewellyn went to heaven in 1977. He and my Nana, Ella Hall Llewellyn, are buried in the graveyard marked by very plain markers in the Quaker meetinghouse property at Goshen Friends Orthodox burial ground in Chester County, Pennsylvania. After so many years his life still has a lasting impact. Grandad taught me a great deal about how to be a Christian man. He was a humble example to us and I am so thankful to have known him as my grandfather. 

When we had our first son, Elisha, he was quite pleased to find out that we named him the same name as his father! I had no idea when I chose that name actually, but wanted to give my son a name that would be a witness to God’s glory since it means, ‘God is Savior.’ What a rich legacy I have. Thank you God for my Grandad Llewellyn.




Mary Llewellyn Sager, March 17, 1927 - June 7, 2010

Preaching my mother's funeral message was a peculiar privilege. I am also very thankful for our dear friends at Bible Fellowship Church here in Sebring that allowed us the use of their nice church building to hold her service. She not only gave me life but prayed and witnessed to me of her Savior, Jesus Christ, until I, too, had eternal life. I literally came to Jesus in her living room, and was baptized in her swimming pool! My mother was a remarkable woman of faith and a blessing to us all. I join in thanks for her and trust you'll find this brief account of her life a blessing. Truly the memory of the just is blessed. Proverbs 10:7 Here are my notes from the service along with a few photos.



FUNERAL SERVICE FOR MOM


12 June 2010

Order of Service:

  • Welcome, Thanks and Open in prayer

  • Scripture reading – PHILIPPIANS 1:21 

  • Special music: Jessica Hartline

  • Sharing time: special remembrances

  • Special music: Fred Plant - ‘Just As I Am’

  • Memorial Message: Ed Sager

  • Closing Prayer; Emily Sager piano; bros. TRIO, ‘It is Well’


God’s Word declares that the virtuous woman’s children will rise up and call her blessed. (Prov. 31:28a) We’re here doing that today. Our Mom, Mary Sager, was a virtuous woman by grace through faith in Jesus Christ. Her desire was to have the gospel proclaimed at her funeral. She loved people and wanted them to come to her wonderful Lord and Savior Jesus. She was not bashful about telling people about him. That’s why I’m here today. Her testimony and gospel witness changed me and many others forever. Luke15:11-

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WHO SHE WAS:

Mary Llewellyn Sager was born into a Philadelphia Quaker family. She was blessed with loving parents and three older siblings. Her father became president of a manufacturing company, served on the board of a Savings and Loan, and was mayor of their community. He and her mother were very active in Quaker meeting. She went to boarding school and college. Her brother Walt and sister in law Wyn will mark 70 years of marriage this Sept. We grew up as she had hearing her use the old style first person pronouns with ‘thee’ and ‘thy’ sprinkled in personal conversation. When I spoke with my aunts on the phone Monday they used them. 


Mom had religion that was a deep family tradition. Her family came to this country under religious persecution to Penn. in the 1680’s. We grew up going to Quaker meeting every First day. Education was emphasized strongly. She loved books and reading and words. Her oldest brother was an English professor with a Harvard Univ. doctorate. Her mother used to beat him at word games like Scrabble and Anagrams. Terrie found out recently Mom would spend idle time playing word games with signs. With education, religion and a loving family you would think she had everything for a successful, happy life. She married Bill Sager after the War and they had four of us children. But Mom was deeply unhappy. She was depressed and in counseling for years. Her life seemed meaningless and empty. She was in turmoil and confused. Her marriage unraveled. She was clutching at straws. To see her in recent years it was hard to believe she was such a prodigal. Her Bible marker Monday was at the end of Eccles. Mom experienced the tragedy of a meaningless life. She had everything but it meant nothing. Then in the summer of 1972 when she was 45 years old her whole life completely changed. 


WHO SHE BECAME:

In a little wooden box on her bookshelf there was a handwritten paper with her Christian testimony. Listen as I read in her own words what happened. (read it) She told the Lord what a mess she made of her life and asked him to receive her and forgive her. Her story is exactly what God promises in Romans 5:20&21. Jesus’ love and forgiveness come to all who seek him. He calls all to come to him who are weary and heavy laden and he gives rest. Everyone who knew Mom saw the peace and love of Jesus in her. It was real. It was unmistakable. It was all from God’s grace and mercy. But that change was just the beginning of another 38 years of Christian life.


Mom became something she was not before. With all the traditional religion of generations, success of material wealth, loving family, personality and friends she never had such joy and peace as she experienced in really knowing Christ. She became a woman who delighted in worshipping her Savior. She was musically gifted and accompanied us on piano at church the last day she was here. She finally wore out the old one her parents got her and we bought her another one this year. 

Mom became a disciple of Jesus. She followed him by faith. She sought him in prayer and in his Word. She delighted in fellowship with believers. 

Mom became a prayer warrior. She prayed without ceasing. She prayed for her neighbors and family and friends here and all over the world. She resisted the devil and fought evil on her knees. She became a woman of faith. Just after Terrie found her Monday morning I was walking in her driveway and a neighbor walked by. When I told her about Mom she said that Mom had been praying with her for almost forty years. In prayer with her recently I noticed she kept repeating a Scripture – ‘redeem the time’. Eph. 5:16 I think God was getting her ready by making every minute count these last weeks. Her favorite Bible text was Luke 22:31, 32. She loved God’s Word and prayed Scripture. Jesus prayed for her and delivered her from the wicked one. She knew Christ’s power and love. Mom’s daily devotional book she was reading this year was Faith’s Check Book by Charles Spurgeon. Her marker was on the June 6th page – ‘The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.’ Ps. 6:9 It is a text that described her ministry as she lived by faith daily on God’s precious Bible promises.

Mom became a servant of Christ. She served quietly, without complaint. You better not get in her way. She was a whirlwind of energy and activity. She cleaned the bathrooms and swept the sidewalk and watered the plants at church. She helped Terrie and I feed Habitat for Humanity volunteers all over the county. In her bedroom is a small bookshelf with a little book titled, ‘How to clean almost anything.’ I think she might have written it. Yet even such a neat freak characteristic God used to touch people. A simple act of kindness was remembered by a Christian friend who stayed with us on a business trip from his home overseas years ago. He told me how Mom saw him struggling to clean his glasses and took them and washed them for him. He was blessed by her thoughtfulness.

Mom became a friend. She made friends near and far, and kept in touch. Her last day she spent time writing letters. (My cousin said his grandchildren have never received one!) In one she wrote, ‘Guess I can’t enter heaven just yet!’ because there were so many things for her to do. She visited people here in town like clockwork. People opened up to her. She had a quiet, humble way that was so genuine and real that people responded to. God used her to touch lives all over the world. Her witness and testimony reached people and began a little gospel church in her home 37 years ago that has been employed by the Lord to reach out to people with the gospel of Jesus Christ and his powerful love in places like Scotland, Brazil, Columbia, China and many others. It has been my joy and privilege to be her pastor for thirty years. She was a humble woman of faith actively seeking to please God and bless others. 

Mom became thankful. She even thanked us when she did something! She really appreciated kindnesses and thoughtfulness. She wrote thank you notes to people for gifts and was always expressing her appreciation for others. Our last conversation was about how thankful she was for Christian fellowship in the church. She saw two of her grandchildren, Billy and Lucy, baptized after confessing their faith in Jesus Christ last Sunday afternoon.


HOW THIS HAPPENED?

Salvation is all of God’s abounding grace without good works. In humble faith she asked the Lord for his mercy and he gave it to her. She came just as she was directly to Jesus Christ with her life all messed up by sin. Look what God has done! God has blessed her and her family beyond anyone’s dreams. “Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.” That’s what happened to Mom. He made her life to be all about Christ. To her to live was Christ and to die is gain. He provided through the death of Jesus on the cross the covering of his shed blood for sin to be completely paid for and his righteousness to be ours. It is all by grace through faith. ‘If any man be in Christ he is a new creature: old things are passed away, behold all things are become new.’ God’s promise is true.


Her life has enriched us. Her legacy lives on in our lives. She taught us what really matters is knowing Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior and following him by faith. God’s Word declares that it is appointed to man once to die and after this the judgment. (Heb. 9:27) The Bible declares that there is an eternal heaven and hell on the other side of death. The only way to heaven is by faith in Jesus Christ without trying to be good enough. Religion can’t save anyone from sin. Success or education or a healthy family can’t save. Jesus Christ is ready to change all who come to him. He will take away your burden of sinful guilt and terrible emptiness and give you his rest and love and peace freely. His grace is greater than all your sin and misery. His saving grace is unlike anything in the world.

‘Seek the Lord while he may be found, call upon him while he is near.’ It is my prayer that every one of us will have it said of us when we die, ‘these all died in faith.’ (Hebrews 11:13) God alone is to be glorified for what he did with Mary Sager. Now she is exalting in the immediate presence of her dear Savior Jesus Christ. In life and death she has called us to come to him.



My brothers, Willi and Tom, joined me in singing God's praises at her service. (It is well with my Soul/When Peace Like a River)




GRAVESIDE:

Time is hastening on for all of us. Redeem the time. Mom made use of the opportunity to seek and serve Jesus Christ. Now she is with Jesus in heaven.

CHS (Spurgeon) – Morning May 10{1 Corin. 15:50-58; Phil. 1:21} {Sing the Doxology}


Ross Benschoter, a long time friend, composed and read his poem about her:

A poem in three parts by Ross Benschoter for Mary L. Sager my friend



Mary’s Home


A long time ago

I met my Savior

In Mary’s home


I was baptized 

In the pool

At Mary’s home


Our church was born

And met and grew 

In Mary’s home


My Chris and I 

        We tied the knot   (you guessed it)

In Mary’s home







Now our first home

Was very near

To Mary’s home


Whoosh – Along came Ruth

And glad we were

To be so close 

To Mary’s home


She nursed and taught

She mothered and fussed

 Just down the road a piece

From Mary’s home


Now back to the future we go

Our lives never ceasing to know

The majesty and love that always was

All about Mary’s home






You could hardly hear Mary when she prayed

Many are the answers though that can be heard

And seen and touched among us to this very day

Look around you right now and see

Some young and some not

Who owe so very much

To the incense of prayers which arose to that alter in Heaven

From Mary’s humble home



We all are sad to lose her

Please friends be very glad and joyful

Because now, praise God

Praise God! 

In Glory


Mary’s home





SUNSETS AND VISION

 SUNSETS AND VISION

I love sunsets and sunrises. The beauty and wonder of the colors that appear on the distant horizon are a tiny part of the magnificence of God’s creation. The unique combination of dust particles from far off Africa that are wafted on the jet-stream far above us, light particles traveling through space at 186.000 miles per second from the sun to earth, the atmosphere surrounding our wonderful planet, the shape, rotation and angle of it, and the clouds made up of water suspended in air with various other components, and our amazing eyes and brains that can see these sights are a testament to His glory. Truly the heavens declare His glory and the firmament His power to all of us. Psalm 19 Such displays don’t grow old despite a lifetime of seeing them.
I recall a PBS commercial several years ago that emphasized the point of staying curious. Sometimes the wonders around us can escape us. We don’t bother to look up or notice what’s right there in front of us. Take time today to notice God’s glory around you and praise Him for it.
Even modern psychology is realizing the benefits of being outdoors in nature. It is good for the soul. Get out and take a walk or just look and enjoy it. 
In September 2017 just after Hurricane Irma hit us I noticed the sight of my right eye had a dark spot in the corner. I did not tell anyone since I was part of the damage assessment team at the Property Appraiser’s office for our county government. We were tasked with estimating and certifying to the federal government that the damage to real estate reached a minimum threshold in order to qualify for FEMA funding to be released. So after we finished our review I mentioned I needed to go see my eye doctor. My boss was not amused with my behavior! Neither was my wife. Well, sometimes I don’t make the best decisions. 
So with power still out my faithful and practical wife, Terrie, was able to contact my eye doctor. The only one around in that network that had any electricity was in Lakeland, about fifty miles away. So we drove up there and a nice eye doctor confirmed that I had a torn retina in my right eye and it would require a specialist. He got one on the telephone who had an office in Sebring and he told us to meet him in the main office in Winter Haven, about thirty miles or so from us. They had partial electricity, but no air conditioning. So with my dear wife Terrie assisting him, Dr. Jin Moon skillfully repaired my torn retina. It involved injecting a gas bubble in my eye to hold the retina in place so it would heal properly. I had to hold my head at a forty five degree angle constantly for two or three weeks. That meant I had to sleep in a chair and could not help at all to clean up debris in our property with limbs and yard trash all over our two acres! So dear Terrie went to the store and bought a nice electric chain saw and went to work by herself! She cleared all that trash and piled a huge pile along the front of our property while I sat in my chair and listened to music, read books, watched television, prayed and slept by my doctors’ orders! What a peculiar providence that was. 
Anyway, the good Dr. Moon discovered my eye healed very nicely when I went for my follow up appointment. Praise the Lord! It is so good to be able to see clearly. I have a great appreciation for my natural vision. When I took this photo this evening from our back yard I just thought how blessed I am to be able to see and appreciate the wonders of God’s creation, and to have such a hard-working, Proverbs 31 wife who is such a blessing to me. Thank you, Lord.


"This life's dim windows of the soul Distorts the heavens from pole to pole And leads you to believe a lie When you see with, not through, the eye.” ~ William Blake

Bill Sager's 85th birthday message from son Ed September 23, 2011

 HAPPY 85TH BIRTHDAY DAD!!!

When I was little you took me fishing….

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Taught me (patiently) how to ride my new bike…

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Had special time with us when you got off work…


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Made us some pretty cool toys nobody else in our neighborhood had…

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Read us stories…

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Worked hard to get us presents on special occasions…

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Gave us rides on your motorcycle …

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And spent quality time with us…

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You played with us...





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Cut our hair…

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And always encouraged and supported us…

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Pretty amazing what this little guy grew up to become!!!

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Dad,

You are a pretty amazing and very special man. I sure appreciate the wealth of rich memories you gave us. What a blessing to have you for my/our Dad. I sure appreciate you and look forward to being with you next week. Have a wonderful 85th birthday.


Love,


Ed


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