Tuesday, November 30, 2010
I didn't intend to quit. But, I won't pay for extra storage. I also don't like bait and switch. The blurb told me to upload all the pics I wanted. I did and found out a month ago that I'd used up my 1gig of storage. I don't have time to fool with this.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Fay talks so often about his grief at not getting more schooling. He passed into the eighth grade, but never went a day. He took over the farming, his father was sick and they needed him. He never had a chance to go back to school. But the school is still there, covered in brush and about to fall down.
This little house is the one Fay's father moved the family into when the bank foreclosed on the farm, him and all the children.
We had the best family dinner in Oregon, WI, all three surviving siblings in a row and all the nieces, nephews and relations.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Lavern is Fay's sister in law, that's what he'd tell you. Just like I'd tell you Ann is my sister in law. Even though both of our first marriages ended in divorce. Family is still family.
Even over the thirty years since they'd had a chance to sit and visit, the room was thick with their affection for one another.
Her little Schnauzer/Schipperke dog made the rounds of all our laps adding to the love in the room.
It's not there any more, Fay's farm in the bluff area, the last farm they lived on before he pulled out his roots and moved to Oregon.
I find it odd, in the year of 2010 to think about, but my husband is the grand son of a Civil War veteran.
Granddad, grandma, aunts and uncles, cousins, friends, children and adults, Fay knows them all and makes history come alive among the stones of East Easton Cemetery.