Charlotte J. Wright
11 October, 1919 – 22 March, 2020
Charlotte J. Wright, 100, died peacefully of natural causes on March 22 at Maplewood Nursing Home in Westmoreland, New Hampshire.
She was born in Keene on October 11, 1919, the daughter of Alston D. Jenkins and Helen R. Jenkins. She graduated from Keene High School in 1937. Although she was unable to attend college, she was an avid reader and researcher throughout her life.
She married Melvin A. Wright on June 14,1941. In 1942, they bought a run-down former tavern (with no indoor plumbing or electricity) on Hurricane Road in Keene. They worked tirelessly to transform the structure into a home where family and friends always found a warm welcome. Charlotte remained living there until 2018. In 1962, she and Melvin began planting Christmas trees as a future retirement project. Charlotte kept the business operational after Melvin’s death in 1993 and remained actively involved well into her 90’s. She was a member of the NH/VT Christmas Tree Growers Association.
A lifelong homemaker, Charlotte had many talents and interests. She was a passionate horticulturist and naturalist. She was proficient in many forms of art, especially oriental brush painting, and was a member of the Keene Art Association for many years. Some local residents may remember riding to and from Symonds School in her Volkswagen school bus.
Besides her parents and husband, she was predeceased by her brother, Leslie G. Jenkins of Woodstock, New York. Survivors include her daughter, Sharon J. Wright, and her husband, Ronald Sadowski, of Tarentum, Pennsylvania; her son, Daniel A. Wright, and his wife, Debra, of Marlborough, New Hampshire; and several nieces and nephews.
The family wishes to thank the entire Maplewood staff for their exceptional care and compassion. Any memorial contributions may be made to Maplewood Nursing Home, 201 River Road, Westmoreland, NH 03467.
Services will be private.
Family services will be private
Charlotte J. Wright
8 May 2020
Aunt Charlotte loved nature and was an environmentalist long before it became the thing to do. After Uncle Melvin died, she said she would give up the Christmas tree business. Instead, with the support of Dan and Deb, she continued for many years, buying and planting and nurturing the trees, then selling them to community members who came to cut their own tree.
The Pine Room on Hurricane Road was the center for many family dinners.
She went to China in her 70's, a dream I did not know she had until she went. She also corresponded, in French, with Cousin Michel in France.
I found her to be low-key and modest and very intelligent. Years ago, she became a role model for me.
Your memory will live on, Aunt Charlotte!
3 April 2020
I knew Mr. Wright. I believe he was a senior worker when I was a young worker at a local organization. I bought Christmas trees from these lovely people. Comfort to the family.
3 April 2020
I met Charlotte many years ago, through her son and daughter-in-law, Dan and Deb Wright. Even though I didn't see her often, I always felt a sense of peace when in her company, and that she was just as interested in talking with me as I was with her. She was a loving, caring, talented, salt-of-the-earth person, who was so lucky to have Dan and Deb in her life. During the last decade or more, Dan and Deb lived with her, giving her round-the-clock loving care and attention. I'm sure Charlotte would agree that they enriched her long life in so many ways, but especially by always being there for her. My heartfelt condolences to Dan and Deb and others in Charlotte's family.
Susan Link Silverman
2 April 2020
I remember the wonderful time practicing Oriental Brush painting with Charlotte at my studio and at her house. She was such a good painter--very delicate lines and wonderful sense of color. I am still painting and I hope you have some of her paintings in the family. I also brought my kids out to get a christmas tree a couple of times. They loved it! Especially the hot cider afterwards--and of course a beautiful tree.
30 March 2020
Some of my fondest childhood memories included Mr and Mrs Wright. Every year growing up we would load up the toboggan on the roof of the car and ride the mile down to the tree farm, sled down to the trees and find the perfect one. Mr and Mrs Wright were always waiting for us when we got back up to the car with smiles and warm cider. My mother reminded me that Mrs Wright would also wait patiently at our driveway in her bus while we tried to get our act together before school. They were both so friendly and sweet. My thoughts are with you.