Eastern Redbud in bloom at sunset. Planted in my backyard by a friend, as a memorial to my parents.
It was their favorite tree. The blossoms cover the whole of the branches.
Redbud in Bloom
Tag: parents
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. ❤️
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😀
Eighty Years Ago
This morning, when I heard today’s date, I realized it was on this day, eighty years ago, that my parents married. (Well I had a bit of help as my friend counted the decades by tens.)Although they passed away in 2000 and 2002 I was thinking about their wedding day all those years ago.
Durand Illinois. August 28, 1939. Not sure who took this home movie but here are a few shots from the screen. Roy Joseph Hendricks and Marian Van Sickle and family members in photos below.
Uncle Harold is the young man on left
Uncles John and Robert Van Sickle
Uncle Alan Hendricks
My Maternal Grandfather Judd VanSickle
Paternal Grandfather Floyd Hendricks
Our Parents
My Father’s Day post.
Here’s a photo of our parents, Roy and Marian Hendricks. Dad is holding my sister.
My parents didn’t own a camera so a family friend must have taken this picture.
This lovely photo is in one of those awful sticky photo albums. Ugh. There must be a way to remove the photo without damaging it. Any clue?
Old Stuffed Animals
Maura has two of her parents old stuffed animals. The sock monkey, in need of repair, I sewed for Mark in 1976 and the brown teddy bear is Erika’s childhood bear. It’s hard to throw away things with a face. They are definitely loved and cared for by their daughter now.
Do you have any old stuffed animals in your house?
They Sat on a Davenport
with antimacassars…….
Marian VanSickle married Roy Joseph Hendricks August 1939 in Durand, Illinois
This is not their wedding photo but they look like newlyweds to me.
