Saturday, November 28, 2009

Thanksgiving 1955

Thanksgiving 1955 hubby was overs seas, I was in Pueblo, Colorado with my parents. The boys were 3 and 2. Our Thanksgivings always included my Great Aunt Lilly and my fathers cousin Frank. We called Frank, Uncle Frank so that we wouldn't confuse my boys. Uncle Frank spent a lot of time with the boys and me, while hubby was away. He took us places we couldn't have gone without him. He went to Church with boys and me.

This particular Thanksgiving the weather was beautiful so we went for a ride out to Canon City about 40 miles away. I think gas was about 25 cents a gallon but Uncle Frank didn't have the money or forgot to check the gas gauge. We ran out of gas outside of town coming back. Uncle Frank walked to get gas (no cell phones in 1955). He came back with gas and we were off only to run out again before we reached the outskirts of town. We both pooled our money (not much) and we purchased gas again. I'm sure when we reached my father's house Frank had to ask for money and received a lecture from my Dad about the entire escapade.

I don't know if the boys remember the day but I do fondly. I really appreciated a old man taking the time to be kind to me and two little boys.

Proud Mama

My last post was to read my son's Family and Friends post. Now I have to direct you to for my other son's blog.

We keep hearing the arguments about abortion and when and how the fetus becomes a soul or has the breath of God inside. My son has it narrowed down and explains it so easily.

Why does this side of the argument appear instead of the one that the soul begins at inception. This explanation makes more sence.

A mama has to be proud of her boys.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Son has his bloodpressure up

If you haven't read my son's blog please do so. I couldn't agree with him more.

"family and"

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Follow up Post

I didn't think to identify Cora Allie and Thomas. They were my grandparents. My grandmother lived with me all of my life. She died when Pat was almost two. She died of heart problems. Both Hubby and I were privileged enough to have grandmothers in residence. I suppose this was also a sign of the depression. Families lived together then. Hubbies grandmother lived alone when she could. My grandmother never lived alone. No surprise that my mother couldn't do it and that I am having trouble learning how.

I slept with my grandmother, she had time to read to me. It was my greatest pleasure when I could read myself. She taught me to embroidery when I was five, I still find this a pleasant past time. She had time to teach me the Lord's Prayer. She never went to church that I remember. She didn't go places alone and my parents didn't attend church. I was faithfully sent to SS every Sunday. When Hubby ask me to marry him that was one of the conditions I wanted us to take our kids to church. One of thing I cherish the most is a little sign that says "Prayer Changes Things" . This sign always set on her dresser alone with a square cut glass bowl. I have both of these and they always remind me of her.

She never told stories you had to ask about things so my memories of her stories are limited. She told me about seeing them bleed her mother. He father taking a box that had a still born baby and burying it. She never talked about her father. Her baby sister Aunt Lilly was always a part of the family. Aunt Lilly didn't talk about him either. She did tell me that he vowed never to speak to Allie again and he didn't.

If I think about more I may post about her again. She was a guiding light in my life.

Sunday, November 08, 2009

Changing role of women

Cora Allie 1883-1954 Allie was the oldest child in her family. There were 2 brothers and a little sister when her mother died. Allie was 9 years old when she was told to quit school and take care of the family. She became an excellent cook. She made biscuits that would melt in you mouth. The stories I heard tell of aunts and uncles coming to visit and expecting her to wait on them also. Another story was that the little brothers couldn't keep a dry bed at night. Allie was washing clothes on a washboard and doing nightly sheets for her brothers.

Allie lived in rural Mississippi she became friends with neighbors down the road. A relative came to live with them from Alamba. His name was Thomas and was an older man. He had a story following him that he left Alamba because he had killed a man. This visitor had killed his brother-in-law by shooting him. By crossing the state line he escaped the law. Allie was very attracted to him, he paid attention to her something lacking in her life

Thomas had children as old as Allie. He came on to her and talked her into running away with him. Allie jumped at the chance to get away from her life taking care of her father's family. She was all of 17 years old. She called her husband Mr. all of there married life.

Allie's father was furious and vowed never to speak to her again. He kept this vow until he died.

Allie and Thomas's first child was a boy. He was what was called a blue baby which died after a few months. This was a sign of heart problems.

Allie was under the control of her father and became under the control of her husband. Allie and Thomas were sharecroppers in Mississippi. They lived in a wooden shack that was wall papered with newspapers. Their second child a little girl learned to read by reading the newspapers on the wall. Thomas was a Civil War Veteran and died when their daughter was 13 years old.

Allie was under her father's control and went to the control of her husband. Allie didn't have an education and had never been on her own. She did have a pension as the spouse from the Civil War. Without a husband she couldn't sharecrop anymore.

Allie and her daughter moved to South Texas to live with her oldest brother and his family. Allie was left without means of support. While her daughter was in high school she worked in a local laundry. While she lived in her brother's house she was under his control.

Allie's daughter married before she finished high school. Allie was welcomed into there home and never had to work another day in her life. Unless you consider sharing the care of there home and helping take care of there two children.

All of Allie's life she was under someone else's control and dependent upon someone else for her support.

Now I understand the fundamental movement is trying to reduce women to this kind of lifestyle again.

This was a mere two generations ago, please don't let women be reduced to this lifestyle again.