ROBERT LEE BARR SR. AND
FRANCES AMELIA "MILLIE" WEIS-BARR FAMILY
Barr Lineage: John-Thomas
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Robert Lee Barr was born 12/4/1896 in Shackelford, Missouri, to John Barr and Bettie Sims-Barr. It was a few weeks before John Philip Sousa would compose his magnum opus, "Stars and Stripes Forever" on Christmas Day.
Robert grew up farming with his seven brothers and three sisters in Shackelford, Missouri. He served in World War I, and eventually purchased his own acreage in Blackburn, Missouri, Saline County, with wife Frances Amelia "Millie" Weis-Barr.
Frances Amelia "Millie" Weis-Barr was born 9/02/1897 in Slater, Missouri, to Jacob Weis and Mary Ursuala Holdreith-Weis. It was the day after the Boston subway opened, becoming the first underground metro in North America. Frances' grandfather John Weis was born in April 1803, and grandmother Anna Marie Martin were born circa 1803, in Alsace, Loraine, France. The two had immigrated to America by boat, and landed in New Orleans, Louisiana.
Millie Weis would grow up in Shackelford, Missouri, with three brothers and six sisters, including her own twin Wilma "Willie" Cecelia Weis-Vogl.
Millie and Willie Weis
Robert and Millie had seven children of their own, and eventually twenty-nine grandchildren. Millie played the organ at Immaculate Conception church in Shackelford, Missouri during Sunday masses, where it is said "she always had a smile of encouragement for the kids", presumably to prompt more soulful singing. Robert and Millie would remain on their Saline County farm until late in life. The settlement had it all for kids. Creeks, ponds, cornfields, dogs, cattle, chicken, catfish, dove, quail. You name it! Grandson Michael Barr would once quip that after week-long trips to Robert and Millie's farm, having to take baths in the trough in the yard, that you didn't want to be the last kid in. "Towards the end of the seven kids and parents' baths, that water got about as dark as Missouri River water". I guarantee a million of their grandchildren's memories were created on the Robert and Millie Barr Farm.
Robert died February, 1975 in Kansas City, Missouri, and Millie died February, 1977, also in Kansas City.
Robert Lee "Bob" Barr, Jr. b. 3/09/1921 Shackelford, MO. d. 2/29/2008 KC, MO. m. Margaret T. Ferris. b. January 1923. d. 9/04/2004 KC, MO. daughter of John Ferris & Ann Coughlin.
John Jacob Barr b. 1923 Marshall, MO. m. Vera Ruth Mangis d. 5/14/2006.
David Lillis Barr b. 1924 Marshall, MO. m. Dorothy Kopp b. March, 1929.
William Hirth "Bill" Barr b. 1926 Marshall, MO. m. Willa Dean Michael on 10/11/1947. b. 1928.
Anna Margaret Barr b. 1932 Marshall, MO. m. Raphael Gilbert Samson b. 1931.
Kenneth Joseph "Ken" Barr b. 1934 Marshall, MO. m. Louise Marie Kochanowski b. 1/05/1928 Independence, MO. d. 11/01/2012 Leawood, KS.
Mary Alice Barr b. 1939 Sweet Springs, MO. m. James Justin Nicholson b. 1938.
As much fun as it was for me as a child to have finally completed those long journeys from Kansas City to the other end of the world, to Marshall, Missouri, arriving to spend weekends at grandpa and grandma’s farm with the Barr family, I grew to recognize that it was every bit as much the family bonding that made it important as it was the fun I had playing with the farm animals and learning how to hunt and fish. The family values practiced by grandpa Robert and Millie (no doubt passed down by their parents and grandparents) found their way to every generation that has followed. While many of us got mischievous and ornery those weekends at the farm, our parents and grandparents were continually challenged to be patient. I remember that no matter which grandkid (and there are twenty-nine of us), was taking his turn answering for those shenanigans that had landed him in hot water that particular weekend, grandpa Barr would only laugh about it. I could not then understand how my enduring a (however well-deserved) spanking could provide grandpa any entertainment. Perhaps he surmised it was his own children’s turn to experience what he had to deliver for all those decades prior, difficult as it may have been. It was not, then, the event at hand which had me over the wrong end of my dad’s knee that gave grandpa any pleasure. He was off the hook. The torch had been passed. God love grandpa Barr, you have GOT to be able to see the humor in that revelation…
Pictured are Robert and Millie with grandsons Gary and Richard Barr, and their mom Louise Kochanowski-Barr on the left.