Thursday, August 30, 2012

My dad- mom

The special quality my dad had was he loved to have fun, much like my mom. Dad loved to play jokes on people. Dad always believed in things being fair especially when it came to children. He would not tolerate a child being miss treated. Dad lived by "take life as it comes and do your best." Dad never seemed to have free time. He was always busy doing something. Sunday mornings was the only time I remember him just sitting around. He loved to work on cars, truck, trackers, anything that had a motor. If life wasn't working around junk cars he was farming. He altered back and forth every couple of years. Life was always busy. One of my favorite memories of "free time", was us kids piled in the back of his truck and the whole family going for an ice cream cone.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

My Dad - Dad

What special quality do you remember about you father?  What words did he live by?  What did he do in his free time?

Dad was honest.  His word was his bond.  He always sang in a church choir and I sang beside him in the Baptist Church in Scarsdale, NY when I became old enough.

Dad was on the scout committee when I was in scouts.  As chairman of the advancement committee, he signed my Eagle card.

Dad was very organized and precise.  He had a scientific mind.  I remember him helping me clearly state some of the things I wrote in my doctorate thesis.

Saturday, July 7, 2012

My mom - mom

What special quality do you remember about your mother? What is something she always said? Do you remember how she dressed?

My favorite memory of my mom is when I was young. My mom loved to laugh. That is a special quality that has been passed down to all her children. Mom loved to get my dad with practical jokes. I don't recall her pulling us kids into her jokes but she never hid them from us, at least not when they went down. She always dressed in style. At her peek it was capries and bobbie socks with white ankle tennis type shoes. She loved people, doing things with them, even if it was just sitting around the living room. Mom loved people.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

My mom---dad

What special quality do you remember about your mother? What is something she always said? Do you remember how she dressed?

Mom dressed in a dress most of the time. She didn't work so she was always around to take care o me. I don't know anything she always said, but I remember her teaching me about Jesus. i also remember at a very young age her teaching me my math numbers.

I guess I remember most; that my mom loved me.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

First memory- Dad

I remember playing in the parkway behind our apartment. We lived in an apartment building, which was part of a long row of 6 story apartments. Behind there was a parkway with small play area, trees and a stream. I remember my dad hitting baseballs to me in this parkway.

What is the first memory of your parents?

It just seemed to begin; I'm not sure when. I remember mom taking me to play in the parkway behind our apartment. I can remember dad building a toy cabinet. (one is in our garage) I "helped." We built it in our living room. We lived in a 1 bedroom apartment and I slept in the same room as mom and dad until we got a 2 bedroom apartment down the hall.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

First Memory- mom

My earliest memory is of the National Guard coming to our house on Holland Street in Danville. I was very sick and the doctors were afraid I would not make it. Dad had requested a leave to come help take care of me but they refused. With my mom being so beside herself, my dad stole an army jeep and came to my bed-side. I don't remember being sick, but I do remember the MP's taking my dad away. My grandpa was very angry (as we lived with him), my mom cried, but my dad, My DAD kept telling them "I had to come make sure my baby girl was ok." And then they took my daddy away. I remember standing on the back of the couch watching my handcuffed daddy being driven away. He served time in the brig for coming to take care of me and probably for stealing an army jeep. Dad always said it was the captions fault as he told him if they didn't let him go he would steel a jeep and go anyway. And he did. No regrets. Its interesting that that is my earliest memory and the earliest memory of my parents. I was around three years old according to my mom.

I remember another time when I was awaiting my fifth birthday. I was getting my first party. But as like so many other times in my life there was a hitch! My mom wanted me to get my hair permed. My grandma Laura was to do the dastardly job. I threw a fit. Only to hear the words, "No perm no party." That setteled the problem, I would get my hair permed. I cried and fidgetted many times only to be threatened, No perm no party. I lived through the ordeal but came out with a head full of fuzzy hair. My grandma and mom laughed untill they were crying. They pulled the sides back with red ribbons and called it cute. I had my party

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

My parents

This is my attempt to see who my parents are! So I have devoted this blog to the history I have learned of my family, beginning with my parents. And any pictures that I could find! I'll begin with the basics.

Dad, when and where were you born?

I was born in Bronxville, NY
February 29th, 1944. Bronxville is a suburb or New York City.

Mom: I was born in Danville, Vermilion, Illinois on November 5, 1951 at Saint Elizabeth Hospital.