Anita--
I'm writing a memoir of my husband, Joseph Woodson Oglesby, and on its first page, I mention your grandfather. Joe always wondered what happened to Cor. Cor worked as an art therapist at Our Lady of Peace in Louisville, KY, in the '60s, at the time Joe's second wife, Janey, was a patient. Cor encouraged Janey in her art, and Janey, Joe, and Cor became friends. Joe told me Cor left Louisville to follow a woman. Before he left, he gave Joe an oil he painted when he was a young student. It's Paris at night, a view of a bridge over the Seine. It's wonderful. Joe had it framed. Cor used it to front his medicine cabinet, and he hadn't framed it. It's oil on a wood panel. It hangs above a long sofa in my living room.
Joe liked Cor immensely. "Cor liked to listen. He liked to hear stories. He didn't talk much." Cor also liked cake. When Joe visited him once in his garret on Eastern Parkway, Joe brought him cake.
Joe and I weren't on the internet. If we had been, we would have found that your grandfather had moved to Raleigh. Strangely enough, Raleigh is where Janey is from. She moved back there recently.
I have a photo of your grandfather taken in Bill and Diane Houghton's back yard. He's standing, in profile, wearing a white shirt and dark trousers, slightly stooped. White hair. A handsome man. Bill and Diane were also friends of Cor and friends of Joe and Janey.
Joe knew that Cor had made chalices in the Netherlands. He also knew that Cor rode his bike outside Amsterdam in search of food during the awful winter of '44, I think. He had to evade German soldiers guarding the bridges. This is all I know of your grandfather. I hope it helps you to know him better. Oh, he also did Comedy and Tragedy masks, small, in clay mounted on a plywood panel. I think I still have this. If you want, I will give you this.
Marianna Oglesby