Kenneth McMaster grew up on the farm of his parents, Charles and Dora (Sprague) McMaster, with his older brothers Harold and Paul, and his sister Ruth, in the beautiful Finger Lakes region of New York State. He left school after the ninth grade. He was a World War II Veteran (drafted and served in the 362nd Harbor Craft Company, U.S. Army Transportation Corps), and was a welder most of his life. He was a man of many talents--unique and creative, headstrong and independent--and a loving husband and father. As a young man during the Depression, he and his best pal, Ralph "Red" Woodward, rode the rails and traveled to every State in the Union plus Alaska, working for a while then moving on to a new adventure. He put together an Indian motorcycle from a basket-case, and would ride it like a dare-devil, standing on the seat with his arms outstretched as he sped down the road in his home village in western New York state. He met a slim young waitress at the diner in town and asked her out. She had been going out with a motorcycle cop who was always waiting behind billboards, trying to catch Ken. She dropped the policeman and married Ken. They had two sons. He had his own welding business in the Penn Yan area for a while. He worked for Haulman's and Dobson Welding shops after the family moved to San Diego, California, and for a while he drove a taxi as well. He was especially close to his sister, Ruth Brown and her husband Erwin Brown. In his later years, he moved to Oregon and spent his time working on his houseboat.
Kenneth McMaster grew up on the farm of his parents, Charles and Dora (Sprague) McMaster, with his older brothers Harold and Paul, and his sister Ruth, in the beautiful Finger Lakes region of New York State. He left school after the ninth grade. He was a World War II Veteran (drafted and served in the 362nd Harbor Craft Company, U.S. Army Transportation Corps), and was a welder most of his life. He was a man of many talents--unique and creative, headstrong and independent--and a loving husband and father. As a young man during the Depression, he and his best pal, Ralph "Red" Woodward, rode the rails and traveled to every State in the Union plus Alaska, working for a while then moving on to a new adventure. He put together an Indian motorcycle from a basket-case, and would ride it like a dare-devil, standing on the seat with his arms outstretched as he sped down the road in his home village in western New York state. He met a slim young waitress at the diner in town and asked her out. She had been going out with a motorcycle cop who was always waiting behind billboards, trying to catch Ken. She dropped the policeman and married Ken. They had two sons. He had his own welding business in the Penn Yan area for a while. He worked for Haulman's and Dobson Welding shops after the family moved to San Diego, California, and for a while he drove a taxi as well. He was especially close to his sister, Ruth Brown and her husband Erwin Brown. In his later years, he moved to Oregon and spent his time working on his houseboat.
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