1983 - Wrong Number
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*Finally... the kind of story eveyone likes... a short one... in fact, from
what I heard... a tiny, little one...*
*1983 – Wrong Number*
*“*Larry? I’ve g...
16 years ago
Saturday, March 6, 2010
happy birthday aunt loree...
today we celebrate the birth of one of our old 27 icons , the
middle child of floyd and margaret . she was warm , friendly
and a delight to be around...a natural teacher , just like her
sisters and mother . i loved being around her and uncle paul ,
(well , also those two kids of theirs )and really looked
foreward to visits to their house . she helped shape all of us ,
whether she realised it or not . our love for her knew no
boundries , our respect for her had no limits . and she will
always live on in our hearts...happy birthday aunt loree...
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Happy Birthday mom. Thanks Steve, that was very nice. I sure miss her and I know Tom does too. Yes, our moms really did help shape our lives as best they could and helped alot of kids didn't they. I visited where she and my dad are now. She knew what she was doing when they chose the catholic cemetary (not to sound all negative) It's beautiful out there, not creepy at all. They are up on a hill sort of, aross the river is our old neighborhood, you can see it right now in the winter at least. And just to the west of the site there is an elementary school and you can hear he children over there playing outside. Just to the east next door to the cemetary is a restaurant called DeLucia's and we'd meet mom and dad over there along with Tammy's parents and sit around and have alot of laughs. After watching some of those national parks specials on public tv, and seeing some of those pics that Tom had. Thinking about going and revisiting a few of those this summer. Anyway sure love and miss mom and dad so thanks for remembering.
By the way...as I was looking at this and commenting. That old song was playing about accentuating the positive, eliminate the negative, look out for Mr. in between, which I thought was perfectly appropriate while looking at these photos of mom. Kind of a reminder.
Kaiser Bill's Batman is playing right now as I write this. It brought a smile to my face as I remember us all trying to whistle it around the piano and trying not to laugh, which caused even more laughter! This was at our house on Ridgefield Rd. This explains more than words for me how much I miss home, and mom (and dad)and the old days. Dan described the cemetery mom and dad chose as the perfect locale with the nieghborhood across the river. I really don't know if that was on purpose, but it sure worked out perfect. Any time we visit their place of rest, we can also go see the old neighborhood, and even meet at the restaurant. When you only have memories left, that's not bad at all.
Thanks to Steve for such an eloquent statement about our mom and dad. Having his perspective adds so much to our memories that maybe we have forgotten, and that he would remember for us. I do remember that Paul used to make Steve laugh pretty hard, and sometimes Cyndi too. Mom used to be as interested in the Hoover kids as Joann was in the Timlin kids. Ben and Paul used to go golfing. well...no two American males could survive two women talking constantly and noisy kids running around at the same time...no wonder they went golfing.....
thanx guys,glad you enjoyed it.by the by,first time this a.m. the opening song was wild thing...second time (now) it's abraham martin and john...much more appropiate.and the next song is daydream believer...
Of course they went golfing to get away (glug glug...eerrrp!) Ya know A couple more things about where mom & dad are laid to rest is a couple of their best friends Dot & Van Foster, used to live right across the street from there. Mom & dad actually picked out their resting place and I remember she asked me if she should be in the ground or the mosolium building (brand new one) I said geez mom, what the hell are you asking me that for? She started laughing seeing I was creeped out, and said,"well that way you guys a prolly too lazy to upkeep it and plant flowers and stuff so you can just cruise by in the car and wave instead of making a big deal! I just always remember that when I go over there, and yes I do get out of the car and make a big deal. And the name of the people right next to mom & dad? "Hendrix". Anyway I prefer to remember much much more about my folks than where they are at that cemetary. They were full of life and good role models who had wonderful qualities and loved us very much. They went out of their way to raise us right and work hard, and play hard too. I couldn't ask for better parents, God bless them for everything they did for us.
That's right, Dot and Van lived across the street from the cemetery for about 7-8 years. This time of year in about 1972 or 3, we visited them in Holland at their new house. one thing Van said to me after our wedding in 1989 - we visited them at 8 point lake with Mary Jo on our way to Traverse City. I said I only regret our grandmother could not be at our wedding. Van said, forget about that stuff, just remember the good stuff, the good times. That one little comment from 21 years ago, just struck me, has gotten me through some of life's worst crap since. I just passed the same on to a young adult neice (in law) at the recent funeral of her mother. I hope it helps her.
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