Category: holiday



Fifty years ago, March 26, 1966, Hubby and I eloped. March 27 is his birthday, so those two days are set aside on our calendar as the anni-birthary.  Where did the time go? What happened to that young soldier about to be shipped out for duty and the girl who had made her first plane flight to join him?

Many things happened, and it all went by in a rush it seems. Good times, bad, joy and sorrow.

That being said, yesterday we had a quiet celebration. Present were many immediate family members,  four generations, counting us.

We provided a place for  festivities and a meal which the older girls brought, Ham potatoes, salads and desserts. I made, with a little help from two of the greats, some hot rolls for the meal.

Chore volunteers from the pack of kids were sorted simply by announcing what needed to be done, most of them were quickly taken care of without even saying a name! The few that were not were rapidly done by the designated teenager!

Easter falls during the event this years so about 200 eggs, mostly plastic, were also necessary. Egg decorating was supervised and directed, and older grandsons took care of scattering and hiding them for the younger participants.

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Pictured: grands and greats, gathered for the egg hunt.

 

 

 

 

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there are some things you really regret.

One of those things was the Christmas I was 17. Back then, as most teens, there was an aura of complacency, and not a little feeling of superiority in my being.

An elderly aunt had hand crocheted a large doll for me, looking back and now aware of what time and effort went into that doll, I know it should have meant a lot.

However, as a soon to be adult Senior in High School, I was sorely disappointed in the gift. Not because it was hand made but because it seemed to me she was not seeing me for the grownup that I had become.

The doll was tucked away, out of sight in my parents attic for several years.

I don’t know what ever became of it, but this morning while working on some Christmas craft projects, I remembered the doll and more specifically, how I felt.

I’m really sorry I was not more appreciative at the time.