Father’s Day- a day to honor fathers everywhere.
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.
Granddaughters Anna and Maura at the piano in 2011
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 🙂
From the archives of birthday posts.
I think my face says it all. Happy you were born!
George Washington was born February 22, 1732. This plate used to hang on my patents’ dining room wall.
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 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.
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.
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.