Wesley Mason Jester, Jr.

   Another name for Wesley is Wes.

   FamilySearch ID: LNNJ-ZH7.

  Birth Notes:

Born at 11:05 A.M.
Attended by Dr. J. M. Reese

  Noted events in his life were:

• Baptism, 25 Apr 1943, Epworth Methodist Church Cockeysville, Baltimore County, Maryland, USA. ³

• Residence: Box 12b Providence Road, Between 1948 and 1958, Towson, Baltimore County, Maryland, USA.

• School: Towson elementary School, 1948-1954, Towson, MD. 1st grade was taught by Miss Scally
4th Grade was taught by Miss Richardson
Principal Ms. Feeney 1948

• Residence: 14 Felton Road, 1958 to 1960, Lutherville, Baltimore County, Maryland, USA.

• School: Massanutten Military Academy, 1958-1960, Woodstock, Va.

• School: Towson High School, 1960-1961, Towson, Md.

• Social Security Number, Bef 1961.

• Residence: 4106 Canterbury Terrace, Rockville, Md, 1961-1963.

• School: Northwood High School, 1961-1962, Silver Spring, Md.

• Graduation: Northwood High School, 1962, Silver Spring, Montgomery County, Maryland USA. ⁴

• Military Service: Air Force, Between Jan 1963 and Feb 1964, Texas and Turkey. ⁴ Discharge was occassioned by an X-Ray revealing a portion of the skull that was not covered by sufficient bone. This was from an operation that happened when he was 6 months old. That operation removed a large area of infection and left a small part of the skull covered only by a thin layer of bone and the skin.

• Residence: 818 Kellogg Rd, Between Aug 1963 and Jul 1971.

• Occupation: Computer Programmer for Monumental Life Insurance Co, Between 1964 and 1966, Baltimore, Baltimore City, Maryland, USA. ⁴ In this position, he was responsible for maintinaing the Punched Card Accounting machine wired boards. These boards provided the logic used to control the machine processes for accounting and premium payments.

• Organizations: Joined Masons at Monumental Lodge #96, 18 May 1965, Baltimore, Baltimore City, Maryland, USA. Initiated Entered Apprentice 18 May 1965,
Passed to the Degree of Fellowcraft 5 October 1965
Raised to the Sublime degree of Master Mason 21 December 1965

• Occupation: Computer Programmer for NAC Charge, Inc, Between 1966 and 1968, Baltimore, Baltimore City, Maryland, USA. ⁴

• Occupation: Computer Programmer/Instructor for Automated Networks, Inc, Between 1968 and 1970, Silver Spring, Montgomery County, Maryland USA.

• Occupation: Service Station Owner/Operator for Sunoco, Between Jun 1970 and May 1971, Baltimore, Baltimore City, Maryland, USA. With encouragement from my father, I opened a Sunoco Service station on Reisterstown Rd, in Baltimore. Business was fairly good, but the Sunoco management team did not provide the assistance that was promised. The company accountant did not show up for 3 months. I hired my own and by that time we were behind with required payments. The company demanded those payments and this overextended us. The company had a quota of 100,000 gallons of gasoline per month for this location. We never pumped more than 65,000. When the lease came up for renewal, they choose to let the station close. To my knowledge, this location never did well. There were 3 discount dealers within 2 blocks and Sunoco refused to compete with them. They abandoned this location after 3 more years.

• Occupation: Programming Instructor at ECPI, Between Jun 1971 and Oct 1971, St. Louis, Missouri USA. ⁴

• Occupation: Computer Programmer at ITT Finance, Oct 1971 to Jul 1972, St. Louis, Missouri USA. ⁴

• Occupation: Systems Analyst/Programmar at Data Tecnology Co, Between Jul 1972 and Nov 1972, Silver Spring, Montgomery County, Maryland USA. ⁴ In November of 1972, the owner was unable to extend his government contract and closed the business. 22 people were put out of work including myself.

• Residence: 5534 Silverbell Rd, Jul 1972 to Aug 1974, Baltimore, Baltimore City, Maryland, USA. ⁴

• Occupation: Automobile Salesman, Feb 1973 to Jun 1973, Towson, Baltimore County, Maryland, USA. ⁴ I was unable to find employment from November to February. To support myself and family, I took several part-time jobs as they became available. I worked in a record store and a sandwhich shop to make money.
I got this sales job with Towson Ford and was able to make a few sales; just enough to get by. One of them was to a man who was the Vice-President of personnel for Martin-Marietta Data Systems. We talked about my background and he asked me to come by for an interview. At that interview, I was hired as a programmer.

• Occupation: Systems Analyst/Computer Programmer for Martin-Marietta, Jun 1973 to Dec 1976, Baltimore, Baltimore City, Maryland, USA. ⁴

• Residence: 6019 Arizona Ave, Between Aug 1974 and Dec 1976, Baltimore, Baltimore City, Maryland, USA. ⁴ This was the first house he and Teresa bought. His Mother gave them $1000.00 for a down payment. They repaid that within the first year.

• Occupation: Systems Analyst/Programmer for Martin-Marietta, Between Dec 1976 and Mar 1995, Orlando, Orange, Fl. USA. ⁴ In March of 1995, Martin-Marietta merged with Lockheed Corporation to become Lockheed Martin

• Residence: 623 Thomas Jefferson Blvd, Between 31 Dec 1976 and 31 May 1979, Orlando, Orange, Fl. USA. ⁴

• Residence: 451 Bonifay Ave, 1 Jun 1979 to Dec 1995, Orlando, Orange, Fl. USA. ⁴

• Graduation: Valencia Community College, 14 Dec 1990, Orlando, Orange, Fl. USA. ⁴ He received an AA Degree. He obtained a 3.7 GPA and was a member of the Phi Theta Kappa honor fraternity. Previously, he had earned an A.S. certificate in Computer Science at the same school.

• Occupation: Systems Analyst/Computer Programmer for Lockheed-Martin, Between Mar 1995 and Dec 2005, Orlando, Orange, Fl. USA.

• Residence: 8802 Reparto, Ave, Between Dec 1995 and May 2004, Orlando, Orange, Fl. USA. ⁴

• Graduation: from Columbia College, 4 Mar 2000, Orlando, Orange, Fl. USA. ⁴ He earned a Bachelor of Science degree in Computer Inforrmation Science. He maintained a 3.8 average.

• Citizenship: Irish, 5 Mar 2000. ⁵ The citizenship is based on the marriage to Teresa Creagh.

• Residence: 8864 Reparto Ave, Between May 2004 and Dec 2005, Orlando, Orange, Fl. USA. ⁴ The house at 8802 was rented out

• Occupation: Systerms Analyst/Computer Programmer, Between Dec 2005 and Dec 2009, Johnson City, Washington County, Tennessee USA. ⁴ In Decmber 2005, we moved to Johnson City, Tn where I was able to continue working for Lockheed in a virtual environment.. I setup an office at home and was connected to the Orlando office via internet.

• Residence: 1503 Kings Row, Dec 2005, Johnson City, Washington County, Tennessee USA. ⁴ The house at 8864 Reparto was taken over by daughter Lisa

• Retirement, Dec 2009, Johnson City, Washington County, Tennessee USA. ⁴

Towson Elementary: 1948-1954, Towson, Md.

This school was located at 308 Allegheny Avenue, Towson, MD 21204

This was 2 blocks from my grandparents house on Baltimore Ave. We were living in the attached duplex at the time. Dad had gotten out of the service and he and Mom had rented it from my grandparents.

My 1st grade treacher was Miss Scally. She was a very strict, old fashioned "school marm." I remeber she always wore all white; white dress, white hose, and a white hat that looked lamost like a nurses cap. She was very old. She had taught my father in the first grade at the old Anneslie Grammer school and remembered him. That would have been about 1927 and dad remembered her as being old then.

My guess is that both dad and I were looking at her with young eyes. She was probably ion her 40's when she taught dad and 60's when she taught me. She retired about the same time I left there in the 6th grade.

My 4th Grade tesacher was Miss Richardson. I remember her because she was the one teacher that got through to me about school work. Up to that point, I had been just so-so as a student. She was also the first teacher to give us homework. I remember it was never much, but enough to get us in the habit of extra work besides just the classroom. With her, learning seemed like a lot of fun. That lesson stayed with me.

I remember these two people because they each had an impact on my life. Miss Scally because she know how to get me to settle down. I was very hyper and would get up from my desk and fidget and move around a lot. She told me that if I felt like I needed to move around, as long as I stayed quiet I could go to the back of the classroom and walk back and forth. I remember a couple of times I was doing this and she would call on me to make sure I was paying attention. A great teacher.

Major: Summer 1950, Towson, Maryland

This is my first dog, Major. At this time, Dad was working at the Jester Dealership in downtown Baltimore.

One day in late spring of 1950, while dad was sitting at his desk and this ratty looking German Shepard walked in and layed down beside his desk. He did not whine, nor cry nor make any sound; he just laid there. Dad got him some water, which he drank, but continued to lay there. Dad checked him but did find any wounds or other problems.

When Dad got ready to go home, the dog was still laying there. He led him outside and the dog simply laid down by the door. Dad left a bowl of water there for him and went home.

The next morning, Dad exepcted the dog to be gone, but he was still there where he had laid down the evening before. When Dad went inside, the dog followed him and again laid down by the desk. Dad gave him water then went to little shop down the street and got him some dog food. By this time, Dad had taken to calling the dog Major, probably because of his days in the service. He never actually told me why he called him that.

This time, when Dad left for the evening, he brought the dog to his car, and dog jumped right in as if it was something he had always done. So, Major came home with him. When he got to the house, it was as if he had lived there all his life.

He took to me immediately. As soon as he walked in the door, he came over to me, sniffed a bit then put his head under my hand. We gave him bath and cleaned him up. He seemed to enjoy it.

From that time on, he and I were unseparable. He and I ran through the woods, he went with me while I was doing chores and walked with me when I had to go down to the store for messages for Mom.

The store was about 3/4 of a mile away and I would ride my bike. Major would run the whole way beside me. Everyone in the little town of Providence, where we lived, loved him. I think they all wanted him he was so friendly.

However, if anyone would come to the door, he would go to the front door and sit there with his bared. He wouldn't growl, or do anything agressive, but you knew you better not do anything agressive.

In 1958, I went to Massanutten Military Academy. When I came home at Thanksgiving, Major was not there. Dad told me that he had been hit by a motorcycle just a couple of days before. I was devastated. To me, it was like haviing my heart ripped out. It took me a long, long time to really get over his brutal death. As it turns out Karma is everywhere. The cycylist that hit him, was inebreated and driving wrecklessly. This was something that was a usual occurance with him. When he hit the dog, the cycle went end over end and he would up with major and severe injuries. He wound up with a leg that no longer worked, blind in one eye, he lost his right hand. He was right handed. Karma!

Massanutten Military Academy: 1958-1961, Woodstock, Va.

I attended Massanutten in 1958-1959 and 1959-1960. I had to leave when my
parents could no longer afford the tuition.

This was an excellent school and it helped me settle down and learn how to study. I learned a great deal about discipline, both physical and metal. What I learned here, has helped me immensely over the course of my life. Had it not been for this school, I doubt if I would have been as successful as a person as I hope I have been.

The small building between the central building and the brick edifice on the right is the guard room. During my second year, I was the bugler and would be in this building by 5:30 AM every morning to sound the reveille, then call to formation, then call for chow, then finally taps at night at 10:00 PM. There were 4 of us and we would alternate weeks on and weeks off. I got a scholarship for this which helped with the tuition.

The town of Woodstock, Va., is to the right of the picture. At the time I was there, there was only 1 stop light. There was a drug store that had a soda counter and a large area with tables for food service. We could go there on Saturday afternoons and Sundays after church. That is, if we hadn't been restricted to barracks for "infractions."

If you look close, you can see a cannon pointing at you. One morning, around Halloween, some of the guys were able to load some black powder and potatoes in there. They lit the fuse and got away before it went off. Needless to say, there was a great roar and the cannon shot the potatoes clear across the street into the house that was there. Nearly all the front windows were broken.

The headmaster and PMST, Professor of Military Science and Tactics, a regular army Colonel, were furious. It could have cost the school it's ROTC Honor rating. Because of the honor code we all adhered to, it wasn't long before the culprits owned up. They were seniors. The upshot was that they had to pay all the damages and walk off nearly 100 demerits each. They were all officers and got demoted back to Sergeants. They never got their old rank back.

As I say, this was an ROTC Honor school. When you entered 9th grade there, you were issued an M1 Garand rifle. It became your best friend. If you did not treat it right, you would have to sleep with it; not a pleasant thing to do. Most of the time, it would stay in the armoury. In the afternoons, you would claim your rifle and then proceed to either drill or firing practice. I got good enough with rifle drill that I made the exhibition team. I also shot expert.

As an honor school, 3 cadets could be nominated by the headmaster for the Militray Academy at Westpoint. There was extreme competition for these spots.

Towson High School: 1960-1961, Towson, Baltimore County, Maryland, USA

After having leave massanutten, I attended Towson in the 1960 - 1961 school year. I enjoyed my time here, but I would have much rather been back at Massanutten. My grades were not as good as they should have been because I kept thinking I might be able to go back. Of course, I never could.

I made a few good friends and enjoyed the sports and auto club. It was at this point I bought my 1934 Chevrolet Master Deluxe. Fridays were short days because of sports and I would bring the car to the shop to work on. I had about 3 hours between the end of classes and the first game. Football season was different as that was the only game played Friday's. They had lacrosse and tennis and the other sports the rest of the year.

I had a couple of buddies that would help me while working on their own cars. We kind of shared the tools, knowledge and comeraderie. Every once in while, we even snuck in a beer or 3

Northwood High School: 1961-1962, Silver Spring, Md.

I attended this school in the 1961 -1962 school year after we had moved to
Silver Spring. Dad had gotten a new job as an Account Manager for Associates Finance, one of the larger finance companies.

I graduated from here in June of 1962.

I had a few good friends but never really enjoyed the place very much. I tried out for the football team but got cut after the first game. I was told that I was too small, even though I had taken out two guards and gotten to the opposing quarterback 3 times during the first half. I even got a couple of good blocks on opposing line backers coming through to our quarterback early during the third quarter. (I must admit, I was the smallest guy who ever made it to Varsity.) On offensive, I was able to defend the quarterback a couple of times and give him time to get a pass off.

In those days, I was still playing what we now call "iron man" football. That is, I played both offense and defense. I was more than half way through the third quarter of our first game and took a pretty good hit that knocked the wind out of me and went down like a rag. My bell was rung pretty good. Looking back, I think I had a pretty good concussion because I was woozy and "fuzzy."

I remember the guy Bud ??? From Wheaton HS. This guy was every bit of 6'2" and a good 275. He later went on to play for a college, but I don't remember which one.

I told the coach I thought he was making a mistake but he really thought I was going to get hurt pretty bad by a couple of guys from the other schools who were in the upper 250-275 range. I guess I got the last laugh, the team did not win one single game that year.

As coach and athletic director, he had the power, and told me to move down to JV. But after all the workouts and actually getting to play a varsity game, I felt too humiliated to move down to JV. So we agreed for him to cut me from the team for health reasons.

All-in-all, I had a good time my senior year. By this time my chevy was running like a top, I had painted it a black lacquer that looked about a foot deep and the back seat was like a couch. I had the upholstery redone in the original mohair and it looked wonderful.

Moving to Florida: 6 Dec 1976, Baltimore City, Maryland

It was a crazy time. Teresa was almost 9 months pregnant with Lisa, I had been in Orlando for nearly a month and a half, and I came home a day before we were to move.

We had an old Chevy station wagon, and it was not as well maintained as it should have been; I was out of town after all - ha-ha. I got home a day or so before we were to move and catch the auto train to Orlando. It got very cold and the engine block froze. Not only did it freeze, it cracked the block. We had just one day to get something done.

I called around and found a place that had an engine and would get it installed overnight. Cox's, Inc. was a salvage yard and had the exact engine that was needed. They did a great job and had it ready to use by the time we needed to leave to get to the train. The whole bill came to 463.00, a kings ransom back then. It was worth every penny. That engine ran beautifully for a couple of years before we traded the car for a newer used car.

The train trip was something in itself. We were on the auto-train to Orlando and had coach seats. Wesley was hyperactive and just could not sleep. He ran around the car all night long. Of course Teresa was extremely uncomfortable and I was nearly a basket case. But, we survived. I found out later that the personel guy who set up the trip could have booked us into a bedroom. However, he was a "company" man and was not going to spend one penny more than absolutley necessary to get us to Florida. When I found out, I was very upset and expressed my anger with him to head of Martin Orlando. The gentleman was given a reprimand and demoted. He soon left the company.

Trip to Turkey: Apr 1984, Ankara, , Ankara, Turkey ⁶

In April of 1984, I was sent with a team from Martin-Marietta to Anakra, Turkey on a special project. We were to put together a proposal to the Turkish Government to update the administrative information systems of the Numanè Hastanisi (Numan Hastanasee) "New Hospital." There was a lot riding on the Turkish government funding the on-going project.

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The photo above shows the team from the Turkish consulting business and the Martin-Marietta group. We all worked together for a solid three months to finish the proposal.

In the photo, I am in the last row on the left. I do not remember many of their names now, but will name those that I can.
The girl next to me is Barbara, just behind her is David, in front of him is Shirley Prutch. The man on the far right is one of the Turks we worked with. He was called Mr. 10 percent because everything he did carried a 10% charge. Beside him, with the mustache, is one of ours and I cannot remember his name; I think it was Jack. Beside him is Rex. The girl in front of Mr. 10% is Sarpil (Sarpeel). She was the secretary assigned by the Turkish consulting business we were partnered with. I don't remember the names of any of the other Turks on the team. That is except for the tall guy in the back; his name was Mohammad. At the end of the project, David and Sarpil got married and came back to the states as husband and wife. Rex and Barbara stayed in Turkey and started a consulting business that did very well.

All of the Turks were really wonderful people. We all got along really well. Mr. 10% invited me to his home for dinner twice which is why it upsets me that I can't remember his real name. He and his wife were really great people and she was a wonderful cook. I don't remember now exactly what she served, but both times were the "normal" Turkish dinners. What a feast.

Shirley Prutch was a Vice-President at Martin-Marietta. She had led a gender equality movement among the upper echelons in the corporation. It was obvious that she had ruffled a lot of feathers as there was a considerable talk about them trying to find a way to get her out.

On our first day in country, we met with the Minister of Health. He expressed his desire for the success of the project but it known loud and clear, there was no money in their budget for any on-going work. Shirley did not take this very well but accepted it as a challenge. The leader of the consulting firm, indicated that the government can always find money for projects it likes. (Later on Mr. 10% let it be known that a certain amount of baksheesh was expected; a bit of the total project funds.) This was "normal" business practice at the time and expected. However, Martin-Marietta would not play that game. That is one of the reasons they never did well in the middle east except for the military side of things run by the State Department.

My job was to design the top level system based on the needs as documented in discussion with the hospital administrators. The rest of the team would meet with the hospital personnel. The next day, Sarpil would take their notes and type them up into a standard format. I would then take those notes and develop Use Case scenarios. (A Use Case is a methodology to describe the action between a user and a system.) I would also develop a chart depicting the functionality of the system and its inter-relations.

All-in-all, it was a really great time. We all had a lot of important work to do and quite a bit of time to enjoy the Turkish culture. Some of us would rent or borrow a vehicle and drive out into the country side. We would stop at some local restaurant and grab a meal. Always a great choice. We never, ever had a bad meal. Since it is a muslem country, most of the dishes available were lamb or chicken. The Turks have a wonderful way of preparing both.

When the project was over, we presented our proposal. The Minister was duly wowed. He loved the ideas we came up with, appreciated the fact that it could be achieved in a couple of phases to reduce the overall cost, and was modernizing the systems. However, there was no money in the budget to proceed; as he had told us in the beginning. We later came to find out, that in addition to that, the primary raison d'etere was that the main administrator liked the current system that was still closely tied to the old Ottoman way of doing things. Everyone along the line that needed to approve something would get some baksheesh. The new system removed that completely. Along with the fact that the head of the project was a female. It must be remembered that this was a muslem society and woman did not have high level positions.

This, of course, was the death knell for Shirley. Since she could not deliver on a simple project, she was of no value to the company. Of course, they could not fire her, but they reassigned her to a nothing job and paved the way for her to take a golden parachute. She wound up taking a position at a rival aerospace company at the better position and higher salary. I guess she got the last laugh.

On my way home, I stopped in Ireland to see Teresa and girls who had gone there for the summer. What a great time we had.

Wesley married Alice Marie Clemow, daughter of Harris Nelson Clemow, Jr. and Willie Mae McADAMS, on 2 Feb 1964 in Baltimore, Baltimore City, Maryland, USA. The marriage ended in divorce in 1970. (Alice Marie Clemow was born on 14 Aug 1946 in Houston, Harris County, Texas USA. and died on 29 Dec 2019 in Houston, Harris County, Texas USA..). The cause of her death was Cerebral Vascular Accident (Stroke).

Wesley next married Mary Teresa Creagh, daughter of James Patrick Creagh and Mary Kate Ryan, on 12 Feb 1971 in Lutherville, Baltimore County, Maryland, USA.¹ (Mary Teresa Creagh was born on 7 Apr 1949 in Nenagh, Tipperary, Munster, Ireland and was christened on 8 Apr 1949 in Nenagh, Tipperary, Munster, Ireland.)

  Marriage Notes:

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