Sunday, December 30, 2007
Christmas Day
It was a wonderful day.
I sat and watched my family get the dinner together. There was a lot of activity in the kitchen. I had never seen so many people moving back and forth, without running into each other.
At first we sat at the counter eating numerous appetizers which can ruin your appetite, but nobody seemed to mind.
For dinner, all 19 of us sat down at one table. Young Austen said the first grace and I said the second one. I thanked God for our great family, and told them Kitty always loved a party and she would have loved to have been here for this one. She has been gone six years.
Presents were opened, football games were watched on the big TV screen, and there was a lot of conversation.
As always, I enjoyed visiting with my grandchildren.
All in all it was a great day.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
The Prank Played at the Irish Wake
In 1941, at my son Jack's Christening many old stories were told.
A favorite one was about the wake of a relative in Ireland. Back then, there were no funeral parlors or electricity. Wakes were held in people's homes. This particular relative had a humped back. The relatives had to tie the poor devil down with a rope to keep him in the casket.
My Uncle Bill got the bright idea of playing a trick during prayers. While the mourners were praying, someone locked the doors to the house and someone else cut the rope that was holding the relative in the casket. When the rope was cut, the dead relative popped up. People thought he had come back to life. Then someone blew out the candles. There was a lot of hollering and screaming and running toward the doors, which of course were locked.
Once everyone was told it was a joke, they all had a great laugh.
I thought the joke had gone too far. If I was there, I wouldn't have thought it was funny. People get heart attacks. People get strokes. Someone could have gotten hurt. If someone had a heart condition, it only takes a little bit of excitement.
A favorite one was about the wake of a relative in Ireland. Back then, there were no funeral parlors or electricity. Wakes were held in people's homes. This particular relative had a humped back. The relatives had to tie the poor devil down with a rope to keep him in the casket.
My Uncle Bill got the bright idea of playing a trick during prayers. While the mourners were praying, someone locked the doors to the house and someone else cut the rope that was holding the relative in the casket. When the rope was cut, the dead relative popped up. People thought he had come back to life. Then someone blew out the candles. There was a lot of hollering and screaming and running toward the doors, which of course were locked.
Once everyone was told it was a joke, they all had a great laugh.
I thought the joke had gone too far. If I was there, I wouldn't have thought it was funny. People get heart attacks. People get strokes. Someone could have gotten hurt. If someone had a heart condition, it only takes a little bit of excitement.
How I Convinced My Mother to Buy her First Frigidaire
Many years ago before there were refrigerators, people would put a sign in their kitchen window to tell the ice man how many pounds of ice they needed for the ice box. If you wanted 25 pounds, you put the number 25 on the top of the card. The ice man would bring it in the house and put it in the box. It cost about 20-25 cents a day.
My mother would not buy a new refrigerator because she thought it was too expensive. The Hecht Company had a 6-foot refrigerator on sale for $99.50. The only way I could get Mom to buy the new refrigerator was to prove to her she was spending more money on the ice man than she would on the installments. I was 14 years old at the time.
This was great for me because if the ice man didn't deliver, I had to take my wagon to the ice house to get the ice. It was a ten minute walk to F Street NE.
Mom was very happy with the refrigerator. It kept everything evenly cold. Very few things had to be thrown away. With the ice box, it didn't keep everything cold correctly and you had to throw the food away.
That refrigerator lasted a long time. Eventually, my parents bought another house that had a refrigerator, and gave the first one to my brother Billy and his new wife Anna. After my mother died, my family got the refrigerator. We used it in the basement for a few years before it finally gave out.
Muscles through the Years
Kitty loved to take pictures of the different generations in similar poses, which her children enjoy doing just as much.
Starting from the bottom up, here are a collection of pictures - Kitty's brother Charles (@1940), my son Charlie(@1977), my grandson Kevin (@1991) with his younger brother Mike, and my son Charlie again with my granddaughter Kate(@1991). They are all showing off their muscles. Kit needs to find a picture of my grandson Dan for this collection.
Jack with "Blonde" hair
While I was away, Kitty had a professional portrait taken with Jack. The photographer thought it would be nice to change Jack's brown hair to blonde. Kitty had a fit. She told the photographer her son had brown hair, she was sending the picture to me, and how was I going to recognize my son with the wrong color hair. I didn't care what color hair Jack had in the picture. I was just happy to receive new pictures, but it really bothered Kitty.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
I have come a long way
Dinners through the Years
My son Jack and grandson John
Honeymoon Pictures at Lake George
Pictures of Joe and Jack at About the Same Age
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Thanksgiving Day
Just about the whole gang was gathered at Melissa and Stephen's house for Thanksgiving dinner. We were missing Elsie and Lila from Tallahassee, Kevin and Mike from Los Angeles, and Celie and young Charlie from Davidsonville. We had some additions. Stephen's brother Brad and his new wife Sam were at the table. It was a feast.
Dan, his girlfriend Paige and her 3 children joined us for dessert. Nora gave Paige's daughter Chloe a pink princess set with a tiara, shoes, and jewelery. Chloe was very proud of her new heels. I told her she looked like she had just arrived from Paris.
Everyone enjoyed seeing the children run around. Austen was busy playing with all of them.
John Eugenio was quite content sitting on many laps. Nora ordered bib and cap for me, which he is wearing in the picture.
All in all, it was a wonderful day. I had no trouble sleeping that night, as I went out like a light.
Botanical Gardens - December 8, 2007
It was an interesting day. Kit has Austen for the week-end. So we went downtown for the Christmas festivities. We ended up at the Botanical Gardens, which I had never visited, even though I worked across the street from the gardens for many years.
Austen had a wonderful time exploring the many plants in the jungle, the desert, Hawaii… Each room had a different theme. There were also several very large train sets to keep him amused.
Afterwards, we went to Crisfields for dinner. All in all, it was a very good day.
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