July 26, 2007

• MISC.

              

  I seen a banner like this on a friend's site and although it is not the same I tried to duplicate it with my own pictures.  This is what I came up with.  Even though their are lots of ???'s in my life right now, I do indeed praise the Lord for all His blessings to me.  

  As I read different post in the blog world I read of a lot of pain and suffering.  I'm thankful that God knows what we can bare and gives us grace accordingly.  I also read of lots of people praising the Lord for the joy in their lives. 

  A week ago we put our oldest daughter (Robin) on the plane after a 12 stay with us. She cleaned my house for me and did some baking.  It made me feel lazy but I sure enjoyed it.  We worked some on old pictures and O, the stories they tell.  I must tell you some, I hope you will bare with me as I tell this stories so my children can learn about some of their ancestors. 

  This is my grandfather holding one of his grandson's.

  Levi was an interesting person. Quite an independant one.  The story is told when he was 17 his mother told him to go out and pick cherrries for supper.  He went out to pick cherries and kept on walking and disappeared for several years. He loved to walk and people would see him at different places around the Lake of the Ozarks in Missouri.  It was during one of these fishing trips that he met my grandma.  He met her, got aquainted, dated her and 6 weeks form the time they met they were married.   Wow and we talk about the young people now days.  ???

  This is Uncle Bill, My mother's brother.  He was like his father in that he too disappeared.  My mother had some contact with him after he left, she knew he rode the trains and that he was last seen about the time I got married.  My mother missed her brother and on her death bed, my brother walked into the room and when he spoke my mothers comment was "O, Has Bill come"  Young people stay in touch with your parents and family, you never know the pain you cause when they lose contact with you.

  Dad was a twin and I found this picture of him and his twin. I think it is interesting how many old pictures are in the form of a post card. this was one.  My dad was raised in the hills above Silverton Oregon, which is probably about 40 miles from Portland.  He never got to Portland till he was 21. How old was you till you got 50 miles from home? 

  This was my Mother's 1st cousin. Grace had polio when she was little and since she couldn't walk without a crutch she would sometimes sit on the streets of Portland near their home and sell flowers.  If you look close you can see her crutch under her left arm and her little purse in her little purse hanging from her right hand.

  Of course I have to include a picture of yours truely when I was about 8 years old and it wouldn't be complete without a picture of Pop !

  Isn't he cute?????

  I guess I've bored you long enough so good night for now.

  "This I learned from the shadow of a tree, our influence my fall where we can never see."

  YE ARE THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD. A CITY THAT IS SET ON A HILL CANNOT BE HIDDEN. Matthew 5:14 (nas)

   

   

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