When I was home this last time I found some old photos,
I wanted to show this one today as my Grandmother
would have been 98 today, She died at the age of 91.
My grandfather passed away almost 25 years ago. He died from Cancer,
The good looking oldest son, well that was my Dad, He died at 74 and it
will be a year on May 30th. I love looking at old pictures. It makes me remember
many memories, though I miss them I know longer weep for them.
My Grandpa he was a farmer, he always pulled our ears, and he always had gum or candy for us,
And in his later years he always had cheezies in great big bags as treats. After he quit farming and they moved to town, he grew one of the best gardens, There was never ever a weed to be found.
My grandmother had been a teacher and taught grades one to nine in a one room school house.
She often spoke of that time. I have many fond memories of Grandma teaching me how to knit, crochet,
needle point, sew, etc. My Dad was the oldest son, and he took over the family farm.I think he kind of looks a little like Elvis Presley here....He would have been about twenty here.
This picture was my Grandmothers side of the family, grandma lived until 91
and her sister until 93. They were very very close.
The fellow in the center was a Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I don't know too much
about him or my Great Grandma at all. I do love to look at the pictures.
My great Uncle on the left, very uncanny but he looks a lot like my husband.
The fellow on the far right is my Dad,
This was a game played in the area called Belgium Bowling,
It used to be a great thing to get together on a Sunday afternoon
and play with the neighbors, There were about ten families
and they all had there own bowl. I would have come into the
picture much later, The game is still played in the area.
I believe the gentleman sitting down was my Grandfather.
The other fellow is unknown.
I had to show this bottom picture, This was a very common thing as we were growing up,
My older sister and I have already moved away. The other fellow is my Uncle who was my Dads best friend. Many a happy time we all had either playing or working all together.
We would all scrape the ice in the winter and have hockey games, and usually a weiner roast after.
It is funny how all the things you can remember in one way make me whom I am today.
I will cherish all my memories forever..
Families are wonderful, none are perfect, but their yours and you love them!
The family farm is now a fourth generation and in two years will be one hundred years old.
Most of the old buildings are all gone, I was lucky to find one of the first family farm photos.
and compare how it looks today.
Last night on my husbands side his Uncle turned 90.
My husbands father passed on about 8 years ago.
The two brothers to me were like night and day,.
one very outgoing, the other quite reserved.
Uncle W still drives at 90,
and he like my Grandpa grows the most amazing garden.
I was not able to make it to the party last night,
My husband was there and about a hundred people in total,
My love was sent and we will get together once all their company has left.
What blows my mind is all the changes that they have seen in their live span.
From cars, televisions, trains, electricity, telephones, and so much more.
I have so much respect for the elderly, love to talk to them and learn.
Life was different then compared to now,
Life was not as rushed. I think so many changes in their lifetimes,
Makes me wonder what more changes we will see ahead of us.
If you have family find out all you can know about them,
Once they are no longer here you may wish you took the time to ask and learn as much as you could.
I grew up on a farm, and my husband is a city boy,
Living was different, but yet it is amazing how much our values and love of family is the same
I wish you all well, and hopefully a day spent with your loved ones.
Have a great day.
Love to you all.