Eva Daniels was born on Oct. 29, 1900. She was the firstborn and oldest of four children.

While attending Barnard College, a Manhattan based woman's liberal arts college which is part of Columbia University in New York City, she met Jacob H. Weber, who was the youngest of eight children, born July 29, 1896. She met him in the library and they started dating. She pushed their relationship toward marriage because, as she herself said, "he was very handsome and would make beautiful children." A picture of the two together at that time, shows her as looking as proud as a lottery winner beside him.

Jacob (or Jack, as his friends called him) was attending Columbia at the time and wanted to be a lawyer, but that didn't work out. So instead, he got a low paying job with the Department of Welfare in NYC. Eva meanwhile, got a job with General Motors as a statistician. Extremely adept in mathematics, she developed a amortization chart for GM.

They were married and, firstborn was Norman Daniels Weber, on July 8, 1929 and then Virginia on June 11, 1932. During the depression, it was Jack's steady job that saw them through. While others with fancier jobs were out of vogue, his Welfare Job proved to be reliable income.

A friend helped Eva get her real estate license and then her brokers license. She started doing well with real estate and came into her own at this time. They lived in Hollis at the time and went to the Hollis Congregational Church and Eva became president of the Professional Woman's Association.

Jack had a special way with his own kids, as his did with his grandkids. He told stories and wrote letters, trying to make his stories educational as well as exciting. When Norm and Virginia were little, he would walk back and forth between their bedroomss telling both a story at the same time! As he got close to Virginias room it would be about a little girl and her dolls, when he got close to Norman's, it he'd switch to a swashbuckling adventure. He was a great storyteller and followed up with letters to his grandchildren. because she didn't believe in selling houses for more than they were worth to young couples.

He inherited an apartment in Brooklyn that he rented out but often had trouble collecting rent because tenants would leave without paying. He used to take Norman and Virgina along with him to help make repairs on the place before renting again and it was "quite a mess."

When Jack was in the car, Eva drove. But when she wasn't and he did drive the kids, look out. He would "shut off the engine going downhill to save gas," and allow the kids to "hold onto the back bumper in the winter as he drove slowly around giving them a sleigh ride." He liked to bounce his kids and grandkids on his knee and give "pony rides" by letting the little kid stand on a foot while he walked around. Later, at home, he'd sit in front of the families big living room radio, which he was so proud of, and smoke cigars.

When Eva decided to go back to college and get her teaching degree, part of it was because of her facility with Mathmatics and also because she didn't believe in selling houses for more than they were worth to young couples. When that era ended and there were grandkids, Bob, Tom, Linda, David and Kathy, there was also Amityville and it's great pines, its little grove of hibiscus. The extention on the back of the house for a new living room, where the great family heirloom, the grandfather clock clicked loudly and chimed acturately on the hour. There Grandpa Weber had a basement workshop, a cluttered storage shed in the back where Norm's boat was stored and an attic room. His rustic attic room adjoined the finished bedroom of Eva's, with its remote control televsion and other amenities. It was a room where the rafters and framing of the house showed and only an old picture of Ole' Pop Herbert was tacked on the wall. In his later years Grandpa broke out the oatmeal the night before and sometimes had a "hootenanny after midnight."

Jack Weber was no longer in the picture in the 1970's and Eva's last name became Brown. This was a time of Leisure Village, an organ, Percy Brown and Casa Mar, their winter home. When Percy passed on and she began to lose her memory, Virgina and Norm found a nice nursing home for her in Atlantic Highlands for her to while away her last sadly confused remaining years.