Showing posts with label Heritage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heritage. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Cousin Fun and Laughter

Oh dear, I loaded the photos in reverse order. Oh well. Here we go.

Don't you think it's rather strange that I'd be posting a photo of a you-know-what? After a fun and delicious dinner at Bucca di Beppo SLK announced we just had to check out the interesting restrooms. Never have I encountered a framed ladies under garment before so just thought I'd have to photograph it for you to also get a chuckle over.

My attempt at being clever and catching both Skippie and me in a bathroom photo.

L to R: Bob, Jan, Garry, Skippie and SLK. We talked the night away and shared much including food and memories of our beloved mothers who were sisters and extended family. If you weren't there we were probably talking about you too. ;)

Cousin Bob and Jan came all the way from Oregon for a little fun, sun, family and spring training baseball games. What a winning combination.

Below: Bob and me. Bob is that trim and I of course am much thinner than the photo shows. Arrgh. We posed by my little container lemon trees as that is rather a novelty to a native Oregonian.
My heart is so filled with joy and love for you dear cousins. What a heritage we share.

Happy day, msk

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Today my heart is overflowing with love and deep gratitude.

I'm paying tribute to Amanda Irene and Martha Floss.

These women are the mother's who gave birth to my parents
who share this day,
their birthday though 8 years apart.

I love looking at this picture of Mom and Dad and think they are so good looking.

I was blessed to know Grandma Flossie, Mom's mom. I loved here beautiful blue eyes. She was a hard worker. A very good housekeeper. Grew great gardens, flowers, berries. Faithful church going/server. I remember her as a humble women. I'm sure sister Cindy can add much more as could cousin Skippie.

Here I am with Dad/Papa as we welcomed in a new year in Oregon.
I'm sorry I don't have any pics of mom and me on the computer to share.
Dad's mother, Amanda Irene died when he was an infant. She had a French heritage and I remember seeing just a couple of photos of her and my favorite was the one of her as a young woman on a bicycle.

Thanks to my grandmother's for giving birth and any sacrifice that accompanied that. I hope to bring you joy in your posterity through me and mine.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM AND DAD. I MISS YOU!!!! I LOVE YOU. I AM SO THANKFUL FOR THE MANY WONDERFUL QUALITIES YOU HAD/HAVE AND I STILL THINK OF AND TRY TO EMULATE. I AM PROUD TO BE A JOHNSON GIRL.

Happy day, msk

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