Month: April 2017

Sweet Sounds

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Tie a yellow ribbon round the ole oak tree….

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Music floated out from the front door of the cheery cottage. “Tie a yellow ribbon round the ole oak tree…” I smiled for that was one of grandma’s favorite songs. Since Tony Orlando and Dawn began their weekly telecast, my grandmother never missed an episode. I believe she was one of their biggest fans. Continue reading “Sweet Sounds” →

Le What?

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À vaillant coeur rien d’impossible. -Jacques Cœur

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One family name that I have often found spelled in different ways is the La Duke surname. To date, I have discovered Le Duc, La Duc, and, of course, La Duke. Even the capitalization was sometimes different too, for I have also uncovered Le duc, La duc, and La duke. And sometimes the names did not contain any spaces at all; the names were spelled Leduc, Laduc,  Laduke, and La Decue. Continue reading “Le What?” →

Favorite Family Photos

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I love this week’s challenge of a favorite photo.  Still, I will not be able to limit myself to just one.  Every once in awhile, I am going to have to just add pictures and include their stories.

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Top:  Cameron (11), Mathew (13); Middle: Sierra (10), Leslie, Aaron, Connor (4);  Front: Jaxon (7 mos)m Kylie (7), and Jessica (9)

My Crazy Kids

This photo of my daughter, Leslie and her husband Aaron, along with all the grand babies will always be one of my favorite photos. It was taken during Pioneer Day Weekend, September 2013 in Florence, Colorado. A family friend, Phyllis Ibarra, took this old fashioned picture. This picture always makes me smile, for I love all the different scenes going on within this one shot and how Phyllis captured each one. Continue reading “Favorite Family Photos” →

Denial

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So my great grandfather W.F. Bryant hit a nerve. Since I heard his stories about how he abandoned his family, and left his wife and child, I must confess his family stories did not interest me. I held this man in quiet contempt and tried to ignore his existence. Still, as I researched and discovered hidden gems about my great-grandmother, Annie, I could not skirt around this man, for his life began to unfold before me. Continue reading “Denial” →