Remembering Nora

Nora Nucera Bell

A wife, mother, grandmother, sister, daughter.

Well loved.

A teacher, a neighbor, a knitter.

A reader.

A colleague.  A friend.

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I took this photo of Nora in my living room  at the Greenfield Holiday Party years ago.

Her radiant smile spoke of her generous heart, her loving spirit, her sense of humor, her easy laughter. She loved her family with her all.

Nora was a loyal blog follower since the beginning of the blog 7 years ago and wrote emails in response to photos she especially liked.

Alaska. Baked Orechiette. The family.

She always had a positive word and expressed gratitude for so much.

This morning. fellow Greenfielders and all those who loved her, gathered together to celebrate her life at a lovely Mass of Christian Burial.

She will be missed.

We will remember.

Look Who Arrived in the Mail Today

Happy 90th Birthday to the Queen of England today.

My sister sent me a package to cheer me.  The unexpected box was waiting for me on the porch when I got home this afternoon.

My friend V was with me and got to share the experience and fun first hand.  Vincie asked, “Who thinks to make such things?”

Check out Solar Queen 90th Birthday Edition by Kikkerland Design.

I had to video her waving so you could get the full effect. The solar panel is at the top of her handbag. No battteries necessary.

 

 

 

   And here is how the real Queen spent her birthday today

Remembering Jennifer Sara, Born February 26, 1982- Passed February 28, 1986

We had some fun neighbors on Lowe Street in Fort Knox, Kentucky.

The Army Housing had eight units and they lived on the end and we were in the middle. I can’t remember a single movie we saw together but we sure laughed a lot. Years later when we lived in Germany the whole family came to visit us and we have a video of that occasion.

My friend Sally found out she was expecting her son Jonathan when Mark was just a baby in 1976.  Jonathan is headed back from his Army assignment in Korea and I know Sally is glad.

And somewhere in my house, I still have the cute birth announcement for their dear baby girl Jennifer, born February 26,1982.

Thirty three years ago.

This post is to honor and remember little red-haired Jennifer and all those who love her. xxooxx

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Memorial Day 2014 Photos from Upstate New York- Guest Blog

Across the nation there were parades, memorial services, taps sounding in cemeteries, and specific names of friends and family on Facebook, asking for us to remember a lost friend, family member and soldier.

I received these two photos from my sister where she is visiting friends, south of Albany.

Mark’s birthday was today so his tribute was up for most of the 26th but didn’t want Memorial Day to pass without a post acknowledging it.

Thanks Mary.

Bricks with Service Member Names

Some of the service member names engraved in bricks.

Bethlehem Memorial Day WreathA wreath placed by the memorial stone.

 

Twenty four notes. Taps. 

The Origin of Taps, The Bugler’s Cry  by  “Jari Villanueva, a former ceremonial bugler at Arlington National Cemetery”

(General Daniel Butterfield- July 1862)

 

Hungarian Nut Roll Slideshow

Today Jaclyn and her sister Shannon baked nut rolls together, carrying on family tradition.

Their mother, Theresa, passed last February.  This post is to remember Theresa , those who knew and loved her and to send hugs to Jaclyn and Shannon as they are missing their mom, especially at Christmas time.

Theresa was one of the four sisters in this slideshow (baking the pizelles)  showing the three sisters making nutroll in Pittsburgh- Linda, Georgeann and Theresa,  while the fourth sister Marlene communicated via SKYPE in Virginia.

You might remember the previous post of the 15 greased nut roll pans  where the retro recipe card is photographed in case you want to make them.

Marlene and I share grandchildren and her daughter Erika is married to my son Mark.

 

 

four sisters and their mom

One of my favorite photos from long ago, taken by unknown photographer

Theresa their mother Marion, Bride Linda, Marlene and Georgeann

 

 

April Showers, Richie Havens and Here Comes the Sun

Rain on Car Window

It was MIXED BAG (vinyl) in my dorm room in the early seventies.  Over and over.  Richie Havens sang Dylan better than Bob.

Here’s an email in response to the one I wrote in December.

Subject: A Message of Gratitude

Last Christmas Matthew was back from Croatia and we were sitting in Mark and Erika’s living room in Ohio, remembering the first Richie Havens concert I forced him to go to as a teenager.  We saw him together  years later in New York City at the Knitting Factory, too. Matthew and Aunt Mary braved a Connecticut snowstorm to see him together and sat right under him.

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Hi Ruth

Thank you so much for taking the time to send along such kind thoughts. I will make sure Richie sees your email.

Best wishes for 2013!

Leslie
Stormy Forest Productions, NYC

—–Original Message—–
From: ruthehendricks
To: stormyforestprod
Sent: Sat, Dec 29, 2012 3:50 pm
Subject: Message of Gratitude

This is a message for Mr. Havens as I sit with  my 32 yo son tonight (home from 
Croatia where he lives) listening together to RH on youtube.

When Matthew was 14 I forced him to go listen to a Richie Havens concert in 
Pittsburgh Pa at the Carnegie Music Hall.

Oh he was mad cause who wants to go anywhere with their mother at that point of 
their life?
We waited in the corridor afterwards and met Mr. Havens and my son said he emanated 
positive energy right out of himself into him. 

  Matthew saw him in concert at least six times after that and he said tonight 
that Richie Havens was able to communicate to his soul.  We saw him together at 
the Knitting Factory years later.

So powerful and I wanted to express gratitude for his musical gifts and these 
wonderful  loving memories we share of listening to Mr Havens music and energy.
Xxoo
Ruth Hendricks
 
Richie Havens RIP.  Matthew and I spoke on SKYPE last night when we heard of your passing and we will always remember you and your music which touched our souls, deeply.
for Richie Havens Streaming Audio click here

Murphy the Airedale- A Family’s Best Friend

Murphy Joseph McGrath.  Murphy passed today. He just turned 11. He was patient, loving, loyal, humorous and adored by everyone.  What a personality!

It is a very sad day for the family.

If you’ve been following the blog you’ve seen his photograph many times.  I swear he smiled for the camera.

He was one of the first posts on the blog, Murphy Waits for Michael.

So many of you expressed sympathy recently on the passing of Erika’s parents Italian Greyhound, Cleo.  It’s been a hard month.

Today’s tribute is for Mark and Erika’s, Anna, Michael, Jack and Maura’s dear sweet boy- Murphy!

When Mark and Erika brought each of the babies home from the hospital, Murphy was there to welcome them into the family.  Murphy was a pup before M & E got  married.  He was a loving and well loved member of the family. ( Erika would get mad at me if I called him “dog”)

There are no words to describe the sadness, the missing.  You may remember the photos from his  Tenth Birthday post last year.

Anna is nine now but here she is just home from Mercy Hospital

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Murphy Christmas

Fall Murph

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Christmas Murph

family

in the van

Murph in the snow

Anna and Murph

Steelers family

boys with murph

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Murphy’s favorite tree in Virginia.  He represented for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Peaceful.  Murph under the tree in Virginia

Murph on stairs

Photographed by Erika

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In Hardy Virginiamurph and kids

Rest in Peace Murphy

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A Tribute to Cleo- A Much Loved Italian Greyhound

Sixteen in dog years is getting up there. 112. But no matter if a faithful dog is old or ill, she is going to be sorely missed.  She was well loved and cared for but she got sick and just couldn’t get better.

Cleo and her sister Xena, who passed on before, came as tiny puppies many Christmases ago to live with Donald and Marlene, my daughter-in-law’s parents. I heard the story that they were about the size of mice.   Cleo and Xena traveled to visit the family every visit.  And they would greet us eagerly when we all drove down to Virginia for Labor Day or Thanksgiving or Memorial Day weekends.

Italian Greyhounds grace many an oil painting or tapestry in the world’s museums.  This special dog, Cleo,was a much loved member of the family.   It’s a sad day.

Sympathy and love to you Marlene and Donald.  I know you will miss her terribly.

Cleo

Xena and Cleo, sisters, in happier days

XENA AND CLEO