Taken the day we moved from Missouri to Illinois. I am the little girl with the striped shirt in the front row. Four of my sisters and two of my brothers are in the picture. Rae is the baby being held in her aunt’s arm and my youngest brother was born in Illinois. Rae and I are the only ones still living in the picture.
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Stay safe and be happy!!
Beth
I did this remarkable thing on Saturday and cleaned out the cabinet close to my computer. Of course I was looking for something as I definitely don’t like to clean out cabinets. I found lots of things I had forgotten about, a few things that made me cry and a picture of me with my mother taken around 1970. My next older sister, Ebby, was being smart and was standing directly behind me. I had 4 sisters and 3 of us were the same height (5 ft. 4 1/2 in ) except for my oldest sister, Corrie, who was about 4 ft. 11 in. She took after my grandmother on my mom’s side.
My mother looks so sad in this picture and that made me sad for a little while. I found some stuff to shred. All in all I had a mess all over my living room floor for about 3 hours. I did, however, find what I was looking for and by that time I was too tired to care. So I straightened up the living room and sat down with another John Sandford book. He is my favorite author and he is a real hunk to boot. LOL
John Sandford
Novelist
John Sandford is the pseudonym of the Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist and best-selling novelist John Roswell Camp. Camp was born on February 23, 1944, in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Wikipedia
Born: February 23, 1944 (age 68), Cedar Rapids
Almost all of his novels are set in Minnesota. I know a couple of my readers are from Minnesota. http://www.us.penguingroup.com/nf/Author/AuthorPage/0,,1000040368,00.html
I have some errands to run this morning. I will check you all out when I get back Stay safe and be happy!!
Beth
Friday night my daughter and son in law took me out for supper at The Rendezvous in Creve Coeur. On Friday nights they have all you can eat wall-eye with salad, baked potato, green beans and hot roll. Good eating. Then Saturday it was so hot I didn’t leave the house except to water the tomato plants and the marigolds. So I was knee deep in old pictures all day.
Yesterday (Sunday) the cold front came through and we had thunderstorms and rain all day. Blessed relief from the scorching heat. Summer isn’t through though, after today the heat will be back along with the high humidity.
This morning I have errands to run and then my niece is coming over for lunch. And that is my boring schedule for today. Rather boring than worrisome I think.
I have one more old picture to show you. This one is me on the left, Ebby in the middle, Rae on the right and my little brother Billy standing in front of us. The quality of the photo is very poor, but I was delighted to find it. Rae, Bill and I are the only ones left of 8 siblings.
If you thought that was an outhouse in the back, yep! you would be right.
I am going to enjoy this cooler day (high only to reach 90 today) and thank God for the opportunity. I hope you all have a great week. Stay safe and be happy!!
despite the unrelenting heat. At this very moment after having checked with my weather scanner, it is 97 degrees and the heat index is 116. The air conditioner keeps running non stop.
I have been busy sorting through old pictures, desperately searching for one particular photo. I have sorted through hundreds of photos, putting lots in the computer, via my new scanner. I have sorted in piles, one for my daughter, one for my niece, one for throwaway and an enormous pile for final sorting. I have to check with my son and see if he wants any of these. Why oh why, did I think I needed 2 copies of every photo I ever took? Still no luck with finding the one pic I have been searching for. I did find this pic of me taken when I was 5 years old.
You may click to enlarge if you would like to print this off to use for target practice.
Otherwise I haven’t done tiddley poop today. The furniture is unwaxed, the sweeper not run, the dishes not done. Told you all, I have been knee deep in old photos. Besides taking time out to fix me a hamburger for lunch (which was very unsatisfactory by the way, having been eaten on stale bread). Plus you all know my motto, who’s gonna care 100 years from now.
Staying put, waiting impatiently for it to cool down.
