From my grandmother Charlotte’s photo album. My mother, Marian, is the little girl standing in front of her Aunt Edna and Aunt Mae. Younger brother Robert is seated on the left. Their father, my grandfather, Judd, is the man smiling in the back on the left. My mother’s grandfather peeking between the women’s faces. Perhaps my cousins will be able to identify more relatives.
Durand Illinois July 2, 1916.
3500th Blog Post Today
Thank you readers and followers and fellow bloggers for hanging in there with me all these years.
I appreciate your looking at the photos (hopefully right side up), clicking the like button and writing comments when you can, even when it’s been a hassle.
It’s Spring Break at Grandma’s House for three of the grandkids.
I am fortunate to live in a city with so much to offer.
An early Christmas gift, created by Marlene (my DIL’s mom-we share four grandchildren). This year she and her husband hosted Thanksgiving Weekend in Hardy, Virginia.
Know you’ve seen me on the blog more times this week than the rest of the entire year but I wanted to show you her thoughtful and creative gift. Marlene’s Cricut machine skills are amazing. She purchases and downloads an SVG file from the computer, cuts it out of different colored vinyls, centers it, then uses a special machine to press it on thoroughly. I love how she made the heart a sparkly red.
Marlene knows I enjoy knitting so this design* was perfect.
Thanks Marlene. I can’t wait to wear it.
Photographed by Erika
*About the design- It’s from an Etsy Shop specializing in SVG files- Sammo from Vicksburg, Michigan
A reproduction of The Elementary Spelling Book by Noah Webster. My grandmother gave it to my father on his 62nd birthday. I found it today while dusting a bookcase.
I’d just been talking with my DIL about spelling earlier in the day.
My guess is this book is like one my father had as a student or used as a teacher.
My father taught all grades in a one room schoolhouse in Illinois.
*And of course we know a boy can toast a piece of bread, too.
The man on the video featuring Hudson Valley Sheep and Wool said, “Bartlett is a mainstay for us. This is your grandma’s yarn. This is real true farm yarn. Or your great grandmother’s yarn. At Christmas, a lot of people buy it to make stockings .” Well, I’m getting a head start this year. My friend Deb has been knitting Christmas stockings and inspired me to knit them for my grandchildren. You might remember her gauge difficulties with her Christmas stocking- I blogged it last January.
The grandmother who taught me to knit was born 126 years ago on February 7th.
That very day, I got on the phone and spoke with a nice woman and told her what I wanted to knit. Three days later I got a box of yarn from Harmony, Maine. She helped me select Spruce Heather, Cranberry and Natural. I added the other heather to create sock monkeys on the stockings, which I graphed. Mark’s old stocking from childhood served as a guide and I found a vintage knitting pattern from the 60’s on Etsy to serve as a template for the actual stocking. The woman who knit Mark’s stocking in Clarion PA was named Jane. My plan is to knit one a month and have them ready for NEXT Christmas. For the grandchildren. Getting an early start this year. And yes I did finish James’ sweater and he loves it!
Knitting bowls gifted from Toni, Laura and Bill.
Already I realize my monkey is a bit too tall. Back to the drawing board.
Found this newspaper page from June 17,1966 today. Our eighth grade class.
My Grandmother’s High School Class 1904 picture, too.
I’m tackling a closet which had a few random treasures in the miscellaneous.
What sensible person holds onto this stuff?
Happy Birthday to my Dear Longtime Friend with much love. I hope you’re reading the blog today.
(Seriously longtime. We were in Mrs. Stewart’s class when news broke of JFK’s assassination. I remember Miss McCarthy crying in the hall).
But I figure you prefer anonymity so you know who you are.
“We were so much older then, we’re younger than that now”
Happy Birthday to my Cherished Friend
My maternal grandmother, Charlotte Rowley- bottom right
And in my mother’s handwriting -the names of the 1904 Durand High School class, Durand Illinois. Mr. Greenough didn’t get a first name?
My take on this week’s challenge- CHEEKY
Although I was looking for cheeky photos with a touch of irreverence, I found these happy baby photos of grandson Michael (now 12) instead.
Grandma Marlene kissing Michael’s kissable cheeks
Love those cheeks!