Here are the Adventures of Matthew highlights.
No thought of acid-free paper or archival pigment ink when I created this.
I covered two pieces of cardboard with fabric, ironed some of that paper that was coated and would bond when it got really hot and zig-zag stitched the pages on the sewing machine.
The end papers were marbled on this one.
I entered this photo to try to win something from Cheerios but I forget what it was.
Photographed tonight in Target. You were on my mind.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATTHEW-
Miss you! Love you xxooxx
An enjoyment of baked goods. I didn’t eat any of these but I am sure we would have had fun together if we did.
Cake flowers from NYC shot last Spring
The enjoyment of flowers (although you’re a good gardener, I like to look at them)
Real flowers and bird eggs
We are fortunate to share the love of grandchildren. That’s the best thing to share. Shared love and laughter.
Have a wonderful birthday, Marlene!
Happy Birthday Marlene.
(And you share a birthdate with my mother Marian VanSickle Hendricks born 1912)
Marian Van Sickle Hendricks
Born Durand Illinois
September 3, 1912
The one room school house photo with my mother as the teacher (in the back row left) was photographed September 13, 1930.
Written on the back of the photo – Barbara Sweet, Pearl Wallace, Jesse Shultz, Ellis Greene, Truman Sweet.
Front row, l to r, Glenn Greene, Laurence Judd, Edward Bratt, Truman Clark, Phyllis Sweet, Mildred Judd.
In the photos with her are her brothers John Rowley Van Sickle (1910) and Robert Eugene Van Sickle (1914) Her parents Judd Dewitt Van Sickle and Charlotte Rowley Van Sickle were married in 1908.
The doll, Maybelle is in my living room.
She married Roy Joseph Hendricks August 28, 1939.
I am the baby in the photograph with the 1952 Dodge Wayfarer and my sister Mary and brother David.
My mother passed September 7, 2000.
So engrossed, they don’t notice
old Grandma and her camera.
(Posted with permission from my DIL Erika.)
Marian VanSickle married Roy Joseph Hendricks August 1939 in Durand, Illinois
This is not their wedding photo but they look like newlyweds to me.
Peek under the dishtowel. Watch bread dough climb the walls of the white interior. A yellow Pyrex bowl. Glass sounds different if you thump it when it’s full.
Poke a navel. Let it rest. Turn out onto a floured board. Knead. Shape. Let rise again. Bake. Slice a warm loaf. Butter the slice. Inhale. Remember. (rutheh.wordpress.com)