One First Cousin 1916

From my Grandmother’s Album.

My mother and her brothers had one first cousin- Melburn Clark Potter. b.1906-d.1940.

Melburn is ten years old in this photo. seated on the left in the first photo. Uncle Ralph is his father and he’s holding Robert, John and Marian.

The Potter family
Aunt May (my grandmother’s elder sister) and
Uncle Ralph with their son Melburn
Cousin Melburn with his sled
Cousin Melburn on the right

Eleven Years Ago and 2021

This came up in my memory today

Granddaughters Anna and Maura at the piano in 2011

Christmas Eve 2021

Throwback Thursday isn’t until tomorrow but when the top pic came up in my Google photos, I didn’t wait to create this post 🙂

A Birthday Card from 1963

You know I’m always trying to cull the memorabilia around my home. Glad I saved this one as I found it again just in time for today.

This is a birthday card from my mother and father wishing me a happy Fourth of July birthday. The year I turned eleven. 1963. I looked on the back and it’s a Norcross card for 25 cents. I was visiting my godmother in Maybelle, Colorado that birthday. My mother wrote “What a life.to have a ride on a super jet.” The red words are raised and flocked.

A cool find while cleaning out papers in the desk.. my dad’s lengthy messages inside includes an itinerary for my brother’s trip to Philmont Ranch in New Mexico with the Boy Scouts.

There is also a lovely card from my sister from this year, too. Happy Birthday to me😀

My mother lets me guess which picture on the front resembles me!
My dad filled up the entire interior of the card when I unfolded
Itinerary
2020 card from Mary

Germany 1984 Throwback Thursday

My parents visited when we lived in Germany. I drove them to see Munich, Garmisch, Berchtesgaden and then onto Salzburg, Austria. It was a Bavarian Alps Road Trip. Here they are posing for me with their grandchildren Mark, Matthew and Laura. It was a happy time together.

Tourists outside the Gasthaus.

Salutation to the Dawn

A friend sent this beautiful video to me in a text.

After I pressed the arrow, the video began to play.

I knew it would come.

I was patient.

Expectant.

You have to wait for it. I thought of past sunrises I’ve seen in person on other beaches. Alone or sometimes with friends or family.

He captured the scene perfectly, with zero camera shake. I thought I’d post it for Silent Sunday but then I remembered in Sixth grade we had to memorize and recite The Salutation to the Dawn

Salutation to the Dawn

Listen to the salutation to the dawn,

Look to this day for it is life, the very life of life, 

In its brief course lie all the verities and realities of our existence. 

The bliss of growth, the splendour of beauty, 

For yesterday is but a dream and tomorrow is only a vision, 

But today well spent makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope. 

Look well therefore to this day. 

Such is the salutation to the dawn.

. -Sanskrit

Absent Friends Not Forgotten

Found my high school ring in this little ceramic box today. Not that I was looking for it. There were parts of earrings from yesteryear, too.
June’s fiftieth reunion will require rescheduling. I’m sure.