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Wednesday, 19 August 2009 17:59 |
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Me and my wife,Lei, both enjoy postcards, so when I saw a new blog carnival, Evelyn Theriault's A Festival of Postcards, I figured that would be an easy one to write a post for. It has been a little more difficult than that, when I saw this editions theme, "Water" and the rules: it’s time to get out those postcards depicting bodies of water, boats, bridges, fish – or anything that contains liquid! And please feel free to interpret the theme as liberally as you wish. I thought I had it - but when I found the postcard ....
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Last Updated ( Sunday, 23 August 2009 17:31 )
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Monday, 10 August 2009 15:34 |
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When I was a little girl, one of my favorite "special" things to do was play with my mom's jewelry. I would get to sit up on my parents bed and go through her jewelry box. As I put on each piece, I would go show my mom how beautiful I looked. She had a story for each one, where dad got it, how he gave it to her, what she liked about it. I think I enjoyed hearing those stories as much as I did wearing the jewelry. The jewelry box, and most of the jewelry is from Japan. Some of the pieces came from Siam and India. I remember thinking the box was just the most beautiful and special thing I had ever seen. It was black and red lacquer painted in the typical Japanese scenes. After you opened the lid, there were two compartments that you lifted and slid to each side, doing that opened a larger area that had more gems inside! It played a dainty Oriental tune. I would keep winding it up so it would play over and over, I would pretend I was in some exotic foreign land and that I was a princess admiring all her jewels. I can't remember when my mom gave me the box, and unfortunately it was lost in a move or ultimately in our fire. I found this picture online, similar to the one my mother had.
Dad was in the Navy. He was a flight engineer on the "Super Connie", a plane in the 'Airborne Early Warning Wing of the Pacific', during
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Last Updated ( Monday, 17 August 2009 04:47 )
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Friday, 10 July 2009 16:56 |
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My Great Aunt Iva was born in 1895, Iva Fern Brown, to William Brown and Ella Pringle, either in Michigan or Ontario. She married George Henry Howell in Genesee Co., Michigan in 1917. I may have met her but I don't remember it, I just remember my Grandmother's many fond stories. I have ended up with her box of memorabilia and pictures.
My wife and I think of her and Uncle George as
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Last Updated ( Thursday, 06 August 2009 18:41 )
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Tuesday, 24 February 2009 11:13 |
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This is my GGgrandfather, George Wesley Dutcher, 1855-1926 his son's step daughter Iva Howell was a camera buff. I have always wondered about this picture. George looks like a fun guy to hang out with. My grandmother talks about fishing with him when she was 5 years old. That chair or loveseat or what ever it is looks like it has been in that spot for awhile. Was it in the process of being thrown out? Maybe it was the dogs bed and George just decided to join him? Did Iva have it there because that is where the best sunlight was? I have alot of Iva's pictures and I always picture her with one of those old box cameras. Remember the days before flash cameras? no, neither do I, but I remember when my parents would run out of flash bulbs or flashcubes.
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Last Updated ( Sunday, 24 May 2009 19:56 )
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