Although the woman and her family looked forward to baby number five, one complication existed. Her parents and her sisters did not know she was expecting. Once she started showing, the woman faded from public view and stayed hidden from her family. Continue reading “And Baby Made Five”
Do you have a family secret? Well, spill the beans and share your story here! Continue reading “Keeping Secrets”
Fame was the calling card for this week’s writing challenge, and I had two fellow bloggers participate in this adventure. Honestly, it was fun writing and reading about those relatives that grabbed headlines and made history. Continue reading “A Call to Fame”
One family member who found herself in a sticky situation was Amelia Mary Earhart. As one of the leading pioneers for women aviators, she disappeared on a global flight on July 2, 1937. Although many searched for her, she was never found.
Amelia Mary Earhart was born on July 24, 1897 in Atchison, Kansas to Samuel “Edwin” Staton Earhart and Amelia “Amy” Otis Earhart. Amelia and her younger sister, Grace, were tomboys who liked to play and explore the neighborhood. They would catch bugs, climb trees, and they enjoyed racing on sleds in the winter. Continue reading “Amelia Mary Earhart: Flying Solo”
Do you have a famous relative in your family tree? Or do you have a famous family legend? Well share your story here.
Does anyone in your family tree have an unusual tombstone or a strange inscription? Does a family marker hold any special meaning? What secrets does it share?
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One family tradition I enjoyed as a child was Easter Sunday. It was a time for family and fun. We would all dye Easter eggs, and mom made sure that each of her five chicks had at least a dozen eggs to color. Coffee cups held the many colors of green, yellow, purple and pink, and I always loved the fact that the inside of each cup remained a lovely Easter shade until the color slowly faded away until the following year.
We would all gather around the kitchen table, excited, and everyone would start talking at once. My brothers tried to prolong the egg dying experience for as long as possible, and well, sometimes their eggs would turn out to have the strangest colors imaginable. My eggs, on the other hand, reigned supreme with soft regal pastel colors. Some had polka dots, or rabbit faces created with coloring crayons and then dye. But no matter how they turned out, we enjoyed them, and my mama would make us feel like we were little Michelangelos in the world of Easter Eggs. Continue reading “Easter Sunday”
Do you have any talents, hobbies, or favorite pastimes in common with your parents or grandparents? Think about a love for the outdoors, music, writing, or gardening. The list of possibilities is endless! Be sure to share your tales! Continue reading “Common Ground”