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By 1921, twenty
years of poor health were finally beginning to catch up with J.J.
Brown. Multiple strokes, a hernia operation, mine work and alcohol
were all taking their toll. Once again hospitalized in Los Angeles,
California, J.J. wired his beloved daughter, Helen, to come to his
side. Helen left immediately and spent the next six weeks with him
until he felt well enough to move to a hotel. At the hotel they
waited for better traveling weather in order to begin the long journey
east.
Despite Helen's
hurry to return home, they made a stop in Colorado so J.J. could
visit with friends and family. In a letter to Larry, J.J. described
his joy at being back in Leadville among his "own kind
O,
Leadville is very quiet but I have wished a thousand times that
I could withstand her winters and then here I would stay forever
as long as I could live." However, in his weakened condition,
just one night in Leadville's high altitude nearly killed him, forcing
Helen and J.J. to go straight on to New York.
The next few months in New York were spent in search of a home for
Helen and her family. J.J. paid their rent until they could find
something suitable in the Hempstead area. It had been J.J.'s wish
to help his children build or buy their homes. Lawrence now had
his home in La Jolla, California. It wasn't until August of 1922,
however, that Helen and George found a house, two weeks before her
father's death.
J.J.
Brown in 1910
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During those
two weeks, J.J. confided to Helen his fear of contracting tuberculosis
and demanded to be tested at the hospital, not knowing he would
never leave. J.J. had two heart attacks while at the Nassau Hospital,
and died alone on the morning of September 5th, 1922. Helen was
on her way for her daily visit; she arrived 20 minutes after his
death. Lawrence had been notified of his father's severe illness
by wire two days earlier and was in transit. Despite his wish to
be buried in the mountains, Mr. James Joseph Brown was buried at
Holy Rood Cemetery (St. Brigid's), Westbury Village, Long Island,
New York. Margaret traveled all night from Newport, and arrived
just in time for the funeral.
Margaret said
about her long-time friend and husband, "Let me say here that
I've been all over the world. I have known more or less intimately
the greatest people in the world from kings down, or up, as one
cares to view them, and I've never met a finer, bigger, more worthwhile
man than J.J. Brown. In spite of certain qualities of our natures
which made companionship impossible between us, I salute his memory
and claim him to have been without a peer."
The
Brown Family
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After J.J.'s
funeral it was discovered that, although he began his will twice,
he never completed a legal will and testament. This left his estate
in question and started a six-year court battle that brought to
the surface many of the old family arguments and tensions. Margaret
petitioned the court to be named administratrix of the estate but
was denied. Each side, mother versus children, was convinced that
the other was hiding money. Margaret had never trusted Helen's husband,
George, and was convinced that he "had no brains for business."
She was further angered after learning of a large transfer of money
to George and Helen just prior to J.J.'s death. Helen stated that
"it was most certainly not a gift in anticipation of death,
but a fulfillment of a promise, and really my wedding gift long
deferred."
In
the end, Margaret received a settlement of $100,000 placed in a
trust for her. The remainder was awarded to Lawrence and Helen.
Margaret removed both of their names from her will, as she felt
"they were adequately provided for," and all declared
not to speak to each other again.
Content from Kristen Iversen's
book, Molly Brown, Unraveling the Myth, published by Johnson
Books in 1999.
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