The Picnic

Because I will be out of touch for the next two months, I hope you will understand that I feel you will enjoy this old (1916) photo of my family so I'm publishing one more for this week's Flashback. 

We always got a big kick seeing that these dressed up people had fun eating and drinking and enjoying a road trip and picnic. It explains itself.

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My mother is the baby, and  I have no idea who took this photo. 

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Flashback Friday Ancestors-2

Three generations shown here.

James holding my mother after her baptism.

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Flashback Friday Ancestors

One hundred and forty three years ago my maternal great grandparents were married.

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I understand that they were farmers. My grandmother told me so, and she should know. They don't look much like farmers! Their hands do, I think.

Malinda is a pretty name.

 James is the spiritual guardian of my home. 

This must be Sunday because I see Malinda is holding her bible in the crook of her arm.

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Flashback to the 50's

Note saddle shoes and head scarf! We rolled up our jeans then too; and tried to be sultry looking for the camera!

Going square dancing with first true love! We did this every Saturday night. See the family TV set? 

Remembering my wonderful mother here!

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Grandpas

Just a couple of notes of the grandpas I knew and loved. Pop Nulton (my Dad's father) was the "horsey" one. He taught me to blow my nose "farmer's style" which was to hold one nostril shut and just blow out the other - downwind, of course!

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Pop Drake (my Mother's father) was quieter and deeper and way less fun except for his piano playing. He never read music, just played away. He also took me for walks to the ice cream store and we would stop by the stock yards and watched animals being loaded onto railroad cars. I didn't know they were to become the meat we ate! He had a glass eye and would pop it out into his hand so I could touch it and see it up close. I liked that! When I knew him he was totally bald.

He had a very long first name - Aurelius Alva - but everyone called him "Real."

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