I remember when we lived on A Street and Tommy worked at the photography store across the alley. That was when they first met.
I remember he gave her a Ford Sunliner (the roof retracted into the trunk) for her 14th (?) birthday.
I remember after they were married and lived on 25th (?) Street that two cats were on the roof making a spectacle of themselves and I thought Tommy was going to sell the house!
I remember when Mary and I thought a tornado was coming so I left work and went to her house. We carried food, water, blankets, and half the house into the basement and barricaded the door. Then we realized we had left Dorothy upstairs alone!
I remember her losing her contact in the middle of 5th Street.
I remember when we were hanging clothes out at mom's and Dorothy climbed up in the cabinet and ate the Ex-lax and we had to take a cab to get her to the emergency room and how hard the cab driver laughed about what Mary was in for that night!
I remember that when one of us girls was pregnant another one was also pregnant. Everyone of our kids has a cousin the same age.
I remember starting my nomad life and only returning home on occasion so I did not see much of Mary or any of the family for several years. I settled in Pueblo in 1977. At one point one of Mary and Tom's kids passed through Pueblo and when they told Mary and Tom, Mary asked " Did you stop and see Aunt Louella? " The kid replied, "Well, we thought about it, but there was no way to find her since we don't know her last name!" Sad, but true.
I married my last husband in 1983. She and Tommy paid us a visit 2 or three days before Tom passed in 1993
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It was not until later when I lost my husband in 2003 that Mary came to stay with me several times. After the last good visit we had she returned to Hutch and Donna had gotten new coffee cups in the restaurant. They proceeded to have a picture of the 2 of them together toasting me with the NEW cups and the caption "Wish you were here!
I could tell by looking at them that they were gloating! But you know the old saying, "He who laughs last, laughs best?" I glanced up and my eyes came to rest on the "to go" cup that Mary had brought when she arrived and used every day she was here. So I had my own picture made!
Click this little place here...The forgotten cup story told here! Now that I think back, I do believe I still have that cup!
The family is slowly dwindling and that makes me sad, but on the upside, we are being replaced and the family tree is branching out. That is as it should be and that is good. Like they say "Time marches on." I remember the great grandmother, and the great aunts and uncles. Never really had a grandfather, but always wished I had. Never really knew my cousins. I just knew who they were. Never knew their kids either.
So, I set here in my little corner of the world with my memories, because when it is all said and done they are the best part of growing older. This old world is spinning so fast that there are times when I think I may fly off into the heavens. Then I can see clearly, and isn't that what we are all looking for?
I remember he gave her a Ford Sunliner (the roof retracted into the trunk) for her 14th (?) birthday.
I remember after they were married and lived on 25th (?) Street that two cats were on the roof making a spectacle of themselves and I thought Tommy was going to sell the house!
I remember when Mary and I thought a tornado was coming so I left work and went to her house. We carried food, water, blankets, and half the house into the basement and barricaded the door. Then we realized we had left Dorothy upstairs alone!
I remember her losing her contact in the middle of 5th Street.
I remember when we were hanging clothes out at mom's and Dorothy climbed up in the cabinet and ate the Ex-lax and we had to take a cab to get her to the emergency room and how hard the cab driver laughed about what Mary was in for that night!
I remember that when one of us girls was pregnant another one was also pregnant. Everyone of our kids has a cousin the same age.
I remember starting my nomad life and only returning home on occasion so I did not see much of Mary or any of the family for several years. I settled in Pueblo in 1977. At one point one of Mary and Tom's kids passed through Pueblo and when they told Mary and Tom, Mary asked " Did you stop and see Aunt Louella? " The kid replied, "Well, we thought about it, but there was no way to find her since we don't know her last name!" Sad, but true.
I married my last husband in 1983. She and Tommy paid us a visit 2 or three days before Tom passed in 1993
.
It was not until later when I lost my husband in 2003 that Mary came to stay with me several times. After the last good visit we had she returned to Hutch and Donna had gotten new coffee cups in the restaurant. They proceeded to have a picture of the 2 of them together toasting me with the NEW cups and the caption "Wish you were here!
I could tell by looking at them that they were gloating! But you know the old saying, "He who laughs last, laughs best?" I glanced up and my eyes came to rest on the "to go" cup that Mary had brought when she arrived and used every day she was here. So I had my own picture made!
Click this little place here...The forgotten cup story told here! Now that I think back, I do believe I still have that cup!
The family is slowly dwindling and that makes me sad, but on the upside, we are being replaced and the family tree is branching out. That is as it should be and that is good. Like they say "Time marches on." I remember the great grandmother, and the great aunts and uncles. Never really had a grandfather, but always wished I had. Never really knew my cousins. I just knew who they were. Never knew their kids either.
So, I set here in my little corner of the world with my memories, because when it is all said and done they are the best part of growing older. This old world is spinning so fast that there are times when I think I may fly off into the heavens. Then I can see clearly, and isn't that what we are all looking for?
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