Same Shirt, Same Couch- 38+ years Difference

My son Mark, (uncle to Charlie) on the left holding his brother Matthew, Philadelphia Christmas 1980.

My grandson Charlie on the right, holding “Henny” Pittsburgh, January 2019.

(Yes, the couch used to be jewel red)

The brand of shirt was Health-Tex and I’d say it held up quite well. Who knows why I saved it.

It was Forty Years Ago Today

“You don’t remember, I’ll never forget …”
Me holding Mark, Fort Knox, Kentucky – a Polaroid

May, 1976. Bicentennial baby!


My mom and dad with first grandchild, Mark. Philadelphia PA – July 1976

My mother was the exact age in this photo that  I am now. (63)
Quick, the photo albums with the sticky lines are ruining all the old photos!!

Young mother but oh, those glasses….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aunt Bobbie needlepointed that patriotic bear.
Anyone else have a plaid Herculon couch?


Two proud grandpas -Mark’s first  birthday! (or maybe the month after)


And I will title this one Jubilant

It seems one minute you have a baby-`

and then they become grown up with a family of their own!!



Happy fortieth birthday, Mark.  

love, Mom

 

 

(I never did embroider Fort Knox on this birth sampler I found, folded up in my dresser drawer recently)   Forty years goes by fast!!

2012

2013

2014

and there was the year I got you the gift you never got as a child

Grateful for MedFlight Air Ambulances

A fellow blogger writes about things she’s grateful for and has inspired me to post this Med Flight helicopter.

Here is her latest gratitude post about a gift of flowers to the teacher- thank you Colline.

Friday when I left the hospital after visiting my new grandson,  there was a helicopter outside on the pad ready for take off. They’d brought a patient in need of care to Riverside Hospital in Columbus OH.

MedFlight does amazing work, “critical care transport”– getting people to advanced medical treatment in a timely manner with the latest technology.

As I was exiting the parking lot, I saw my son Mark photographing the helicopter.  He has always loved them since he was little.

I pulled over to the curb and photographed the rising bird and Mark, fascinated as if he were still seven, photographing the ascending helicopter. He had told me on the way to our cars, “they’re not supposed to be able to fly, you know.”

But fly they do-

Med FLight Helicopter

 

Med FLight Helicopter Mark

Med FLight Helicopter flying

 

 

Med FLight Helicopter flying photographed

Two months in the photo- almost 39 now

You may remember the Dear Photograph ” post two Februarys ago.
My son Mark took this photo in my
living room where the red (faded to
Rose) couch sits.
My dad is holding him when the couch was in my parents’ living room in Philadelphia in 1976.

They are both so happy on this old photo.

Here is the series of  “Dear Photographs” I experimented with a couple of years ago.

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Thirty four years ago, when the kids were little, I made little books with photos and words……..

Here are the Adventures of Matthew highlights.

No thought of acid-free paper or archival pigment ink when I created this.

I covered two pieces of cardboard with fabric, ironed some of that paper that was coated and would bond when it got really hot and zig-zag stitched the pages on the sewing machine.

The end papers were marbled on this one.

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I entered this photo to try to win something from Cheerios but I forget what it was.

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Munich

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Photographed tonight in Target.  You were on my mind.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATTHEW-

Miss you! Love you  xxooxx

love,

MA

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What I Saw on my Son’s Bookshelf in his Office

First Communion Weekend in my son Mark’s home office I saw his old Baby Jake from 1976.

I believed little boys should have a doll to love and care for when they were growing up. Preparing for fatherhood.

Now he has his own family of four, but it touched me when I saw his old doll Jake on the bookshelf. Jake has a soft body that has been recovered and filled with fluff, his rubbery arms surgically reattached by me.

You might have seen Mark’s 38th birthday post from Monday.

 

There is something about a toy or a doll with a face.

One that’s been well loved.

If you want to see a doll well loved, his wife Erika’s childhood doll (now named Baby Doll) adopted by their daughter Anna-  really illustrates LOVE! (click the blue link)

 

 

 

old rubber doll from 1976 with home sewn clothes I made for him
old rubber doll from 1976 with home sewn clothes I made for him