“When shall we 3 meet again ”

A page from my grandmothers album. I wish I knew who the photographer was.

When shall we 3 meet again.

That’s the caption written under my grandparents photo in the center of the page

Durand, Illinois 1916. My mother, Marian, is the four year old girl with her brothers John (6) snd Robert (2)

The Judd Dewitt VanSickle and Charlotte Rowley VanSickle family. My maternal grandparents.

My mother is the 4 year old girl

Our Grandmother Made This

My sister sent me this photo of the doily our paternal grandmother made. It sits on a chair at my sister’s home. Years ago, I’d stitched it onto the solid fabric pillow.

It’s a good way to display an old fashioned hand crocheted doily. The shape suggests it was to protect the chair back where your head would rest.

Certainly we’ve spent a lot of time at home this past year.

Throwback Thursday

My father attended the inauguration of President John F. Kennedy. I remember he took a train to DC and it was really really cold. The rest of the memorabilia is at my son’s house.

This is one of the buttons he brought home as a souvenir.

Ready to Ring in the New?

There’s a cowbell from Switzerland, camel bells, a supper club bell from a county fair. Sleigh bells that jingle. A brass bell with a brass clapper. A porcelain bell with forget-me-nots. My mother used to ring a little silver bell to call us in for supper but I don’t know what happened to it. This string of bells with ribbon and old yarn is from my childhood home, hanging on a door now in my house. You hear them jangle as someone comes in or out.

Tonight I’ll shake this motley collection of bells to ring in the new year. Something I’ve never thought to do before.

Illinois Snow in the 1920’s

My grandmother Charlotte in the hat and coat standing in front of the snow and my grandfather Judd with the shovel. Durand, Illinois. We had five inches yesterday in Pittsburgh.

Nothing like this!

Around NYC Guest Blog

LEGO Store

My sister sent me some photos of store windows (my favorite is LEGO store) from a walk around the city

Love the TAXI shoes
Angels at Rockefeller Center
Window reflections

Throwback Thursday on Thanksgiving

That’s a lot of th in the title today.

There’s much to be grateful for as a daily practice, not limited to Thanksgiving.

I am paying tribute and expressing gratitude for good parents. I found this photo today and remembered our Thanksgivings together. And apart. An inscription of gratitude for their friendship was on the back of the photo, written by friends Ethel and Coleman Ives who must have mailed them the photo. I believe it’s taken in New Haven, Connecticut.

Once, when I was missing my mother snd father so strongly, in the depths of grief, a counselor advised me to do for others what my parents did for me.

My parents set a good example of how to be loving and caring humans which I’ve tried to pass on to my own family. ❤️

Marian and Roy Hendricks

Pies in NYC November 2015

I found this photo is my archives.

Artisan Apple and Pumpkin Pies at Citarella, when visiting my sister at Thanksgiving, the year Mark’s family came,too.

If you had to choose just one, which would you choose?