Recently, my favorite aunt, who lives in California, sent a box of treasures. She and her husband plan on moving, so they started the task of sorting their belongings. Since I began working on the family tree and preserving our family stories. Aunt Jan sent me a huge box of pictures and papers that belonged to my grandmother. This box contained a wonderful collection of trinkets that I will treasure, including some items that once belonged to my mother, her infamous paper dolls. Continue reading “Paper Dolls”
Tie a yellow ribbon round the ole oak tree….
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”
Sometimes if we have been fortunate, we find friends who become family. Over the years, I have been blessed to meet some people who I have considered to be my family. Without a doubt, Barbara Lesesne Medlock has been part of my family now for over forty years! We met when we were schoolgirls in the sixth grade. To this day, I do not know what I would ever do without my sweet friend and sister.
In honor of Sibling Day, I decided to write about growing up with my four brothers, Tommy, David, Keith, and Danny. As kids, we had a pretty great childhood. We lived in an old Victorian House in Alameda, California. It needed work, but it was the perfect place for a large family. Continue reading “Happy Sibling Day”
My grandfather died when I was fourteen years old. My family was living in Alameda, California at the time, a long way from Colorado, the place my grandpa called home. As always, I miss my ornery cowboy grandpa. Continue reading “My Cowboy Grandpa: Tom Allen”