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Origin
I was begot by the Union of Frank Rogers with Violet Edith
Brinkman.
Frank had two brothers and a sister. I never knew Frank's father but I remember stories about him driving the London/Birmingham Stage Coach; regularly he would blow his horn on cresting Pendley Beeches for his meal to be heated. I have early memories of my Grandmother, dressed voluminously in black at her little house in Henry Street, Tring.
Quite short in stature, Frank was a man with great charm and patience; always a ladies man and invariable asked to reply for the ladies at the many functions where he spoke. He trained as an auctioneer and forester at W Brown & Co, Tring, where he ran the cattle market before moving to Aylesbury. He loved his time spent in the agricultural world; a visit to a farm to perform the annual valuation would be an all day job with lunch and a cigar and cognac to follow. Then back to the office by bus to write up the valuation long hand. Today's auctioneer will speed round 6 farms in one day dictating his reports as he goes: progress!