hted that so many relatives braved the elements to be there. I made my gown and train from white velvet, and selected a mantilla secured with a pill-box crown, which I chose not to wear... did not want the additional height! The gal who did my hair used 100000000 bobbie pins to secure all these curls at the back of my head. What a pain that was to take out! So, my attendants made their own dresses: Marianne had a red velvet dress, and sister Carol and Nancy(Anthony) wore green velvet. Each carried a white muff with a matching pillbox hat. I carried a bouquet of carnations and white roses... there was not too much heat in the church, and the florist advised against using too many flowers for the ceremony. Heat was provided by the two pot-bellied stoves, so everyone in attendance needed to wear their coats the whole 15 minutes they were there! One vivid memory I have is of Uncle Chuck driving Dad and me to the church. When we approached, I noticed that Aunt Jean had a smallish Christmas tree lighted on the front steps to the church. Such an elegant yet simple touch... she always knew what it took to make something beautiful with the everyday decorations that we had on hand. She always brought Mom and Dad the most beautiful anniversary bouquet of tulips and other fresh spring blossoms for their anniversary in mid-May. We see in the pictures of that evening that my Grandfather James K. Howe (90+) and grandmother, Anna M. Hall were there. Additionally, Dennis' grandparents, Albert and Mabel Ware as well as Nat and Essie Rogers were also there at the church. Am not sure that any except my Gram went back for the reception. She was never one to miss a party! Memories.... that is what we live for, and love for, forever!Friday, December 26, 2008
41 Years today, and many more to come!
hted that so many relatives braved the elements to be there. I made my gown and train from white velvet, and selected a mantilla secured with a pill-box crown, which I chose not to wear... did not want the additional height! The gal who did my hair used 100000000 bobbie pins to secure all these curls at the back of my head. What a pain that was to take out! So, my attendants made their own dresses: Marianne had a red velvet dress, and sister Carol and Nancy(Anthony) wore green velvet. Each carried a white muff with a matching pillbox hat. I carried a bouquet of carnations and white roses... there was not too much heat in the church, and the florist advised against using too many flowers for the ceremony. Heat was provided by the two pot-bellied stoves, so everyone in attendance needed to wear their coats the whole 15 minutes they were there! One vivid memory I have is of Uncle Chuck driving Dad and me to the church. When we approached, I noticed that Aunt Jean had a smallish Christmas tree lighted on the front steps to the church. Such an elegant yet simple touch... she always knew what it took to make something beautiful with the everyday decorations that we had on hand. She always brought Mom and Dad the most beautiful anniversary bouquet of tulips and other fresh spring blossoms for their anniversary in mid-May. We see in the pictures of that evening that my Grandfather James K. Howe (90+) and grandmother, Anna M. Hall were there. Additionally, Dennis' grandparents, Albert and Mabel Ware as well as Nat and Essie Rogers were also there at the church. Am not sure that any except my Gram went back for the reception. She was never one to miss a party! Memories.... that is what we live for, and love for, forever!Thursday, December 25, 2008
Christmas Celebration

Friday, November 21, 2008
Years ago....
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
6 DAYS later...
Big Wisdom (Little Book), W Publishing Group, 2005
As I tried to decide what topic to write about, I remembered saving the above saying from a daily thought for the day that I receive, some time ago. Sounds like advice that most of us receive at some time in our lives, but do we really think about it, and act upon it? If you go to bed and toss and turn, perhaps you have some forgiving to do! Me... I seem to get plenty of zzzzzzzzzzz's most nights with no problem. Think I inherited that from my Dad.
Talked to my sister, Carol, in Albania today, via IM'ing on the computer. What a wonderful device that is to have available! Although she is 6 hours ahead of us, we are able to connect 3 or 4 times a week if we are lucky. All seems to be going well with them over there, and although the natives do not celebrate Thanksgiving in that country, they do observe other holidays about that time. I am thankful every day for their safety, as we all know that there is always the potential in that area of the world for "strange" and dangerous things to happen. They seem to have good friends there, a decent place to live, and the opportunity to get good food to eat.
Speaking of being thankful, it is getting near to Thanksgiving and everyone seems to be especially appreciative for the country in which we live, and all that we have been allowed to enjoy in our lives. I was particularly pleased when Addie (4 years old)asked, " Know what I am thankful for, Grammie?" and she started to list all her family members, her pets, her belongings. Her Pre-K is working on learning songs and a cute poem for their program next week. I am so pleased that they have the "time" to do these fun activities, and then share them with any family members who able to attend. Their Thanksgiving celebration is scheduled for lunch time, so any parent is able to attend, if they have a designated lunchtime, and they are able to leave! I am delighted to be able to attend, as I must admit that I was not always able to go to Hannah's performances, if they had them during the day. You see, that is one more thing to be thankful for ... employers who realize how important it is for parents to attend their child's school as is necessary. Our educational system would be so much stronger if a parent were free to go their child's school frequently. Teachers would have a direct line to the parents, and any educator knows how imortant that connection can be for success in our schools!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Celebrate good times, Come ON!
Many of you know that I have been working hard to lose some weight, and I am proud to announce that on Tuesday, I had made my first goal!!!Yahoooooooooo! so far, I have dropped 22 pounds, my new goal is 18 more. That will be enough. I started this phase on 14 August, so it has been almost 3 months, but a little at a time is supposed to be best! With that in mind, I look forward to dropping about 2 pounds per week. Even though the holidays are coming, I still will continue on my venture. Cannot let it all go, at this point!!! I am not doing it myself, but have a doctor's guidance. I weigh in once a week, have a Vitamin B shot, get some tablets, and pay my FEE! That keeps me on task $$$$. Do not want to waste too much! So, today I was able to wear some new pants that I had purchased a couple of years ago, and I just could not bear to wear them! Sure felt good........ no girlie photo... maybe later on!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
An email that I received
This is what John Wesley, of yesteryear said: "Do all the good you can; by all the means you can; in all the ways you can; in all the places you can; at all the times you can; to all the people you can, as long as ever you can." You can contribute to your own happiness and health; have a happy, healthy day, and life!
SACK LUNCHES
I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat. It was going to be a long flight. 'I'm glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought.Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start a conversation. 'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to me.' Great Lakes Air Base. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Iraq .After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we reached Chicago , and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time.As I reached for my wallet, I overheard the soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch. 'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to Chicago .His friend agreed.I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill. 'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me. 'My son was a soldier in Iraq; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated. She stopped at my seat and asked,'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?''Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked.She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class.'This is your thanks.'After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room. A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here,take this.' He handed me twenty-five dollars.Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand, and said, 'I want to shake your hand.'Quickly unfastening my seat belt I stood and took the Captain's hand. With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.' I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.When we landed in Chicago I gathered my belongings and started to deplane. Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word. Another twenty-five dollars!Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base. I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars. 'It will take you some time to reach the base. It will be about time for a sandwich. God Bless You.'Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers. As I walked briskly to my car,I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals.It seemed so little... "
"A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life wrote a blank check made payable to 'The United States of America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.' That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it."
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Branching out!
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