December 2007
8 posts
Been There, Done That
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Are There Pranksters In Your Family?
If not, they are out there somewhere! I was once a prankster but I learned my lesson and here is my story: My older sister, Fae, was beautiful with blond wavy hair and blue eyes. I thought she was the most beautiful person in the world. She was 6 years older than I and I looked up to her. She had lots of boy friends. In fact, her sobriquet in high school was,”Mae West.” She often got...
Everyone Needs A Pearl Tie
I have one but I wouldn’t trade it for anything because I am having too much fun with it. It is in perfect condition because it has never been used! Back in 1971 a lot of school girls were wearing pearl ties around the neck of their white shirts. I thought they were so cute. I bought one for my daughter, Laurie. On Christmas eve she opened her gift and said, “Thank you.” I...
A Farmer With Seven Girls! Poor Grandpa!
Yes, my grandparents had seven daughters, my mother being the eldest. So naturally they had to do chores. My mother learned to sew when she was 9 and by the time she was 12, she was making wedding dresses for friends. She didn’t have patterns. She cut a pattern out of newspaper, then out of 5 cent a yard muslin. Then she fitted it on the bride and voila! I am sorry I did not inherit my...
Do You Know Your Roots?
As we get older we realize our kids and grand kids need to know their roots! My nephew, Roger Prince, has documented hundreds of old family pictures and has visited cemeteries looking for the graves of our ancestors. The Morgan family is a musical family.My grandfather, Thomas Huston Morgan, was a Santa Claus of a man with a long white beard. He played the violin left-handed. He held it in his...
Christmas Traditions
Each family probably has their own traditions. My Morgan family are Welsh and I married in to the Reece family which is also Welsh. I tell my kids they are stubborn because they are double Welsh. My great grandparents migrated to England and I think some of our traditions stem from that. We open our gifts on Christmas Eve. Another tradition that we have been doing for ages: All day on Chrismas...
Childhood Christmases
I remember vividly our childhood Christmases. They were magical. My dad was a farmer and during the depression we didn’t have very much. My Dad grew up in a log cabin in the Big Thicket. The log cabin was made by my grandfather. Daddy usually got a cap pistol for Christmas. So he was determined that we 4 girls would have the best Christmas. We had no electricity but we had a huge cedar tree...