Old Photos- Treasures

With Grandma Martha and Grandpa Gus at Mt Rainier

Old pictures are treasures.  They can tell stories or bring back old memories long forgotten.  I have searched for and "borrowed" and made copies of many of these pictures.  So glad I did!

I actually remember this time with my grandparents.  Those deer must have made an impression.  I must have been 4 years old since Sheila, our 3rd sister, is not here.  My grandma was only about 44 here.

Wrong Guy!

How Grandma Jo met Grandpa Willard.
"I used to hang out at a resturant for coffee etc after movies. One night my friend Jolene and I met these two boys, Willard and Bob. Bob asked me for a date and Willard ask Jolene. So later on in the week , we had been out on a double date and were sitting across from each other in a booth and Willard looked at me and "mouthed the words, will you go out with me? And I nodded my head and we went together from then on and married in 6 months after we met."

Going to Church

Church was a given in our family when I was growing up. I never remember a time I did not attend church. There is the wonderful memory of when I received Jesus as my Saviour. I was 7 or 8 years old.  We had Children's Church with Uncle Jack. He and is wife were always there. They were so much fun! I remember marching around the room knocking down the walls of Jericho, I remember the missionary stories of witch doctors, I remember all the childhood songs, like Climb, Climb up Sunshine Mountain, When We all Pull Together, and Jesus Loves all the Children of the World." Still the best memory is receiving Jesus as my Saviour. I was so happy! He made my little heart so light. 
Another memory is when my sister and I had snuck out of church and went to the corner store and bought gum?? When we came back, my Grandma and Grandpa, were just pulling up. We hid behind some big rocks. Uh oh!

A Brother Found

Never thought that posting my stories here would lead to something so good! A niece, I never knew found me by reading this blog this week that was posted to facebook. What a surprise! Now I  am looking forward to meeting her father who is most likely my brother, and the family. I feel like it is a special present from God! The missing pieces of my life are being found. And there will be more stories to hear and share with family. I wonder about 2 other siblings who are out there somewhere.

Dad Time

Out with Dad! What a memory! He had come to church with his wife to take my sister and I out. The memory is pretty vivid even at 61. We went out to eat at some kind of dime store fountain. Everything, I said I liked, he bought for me. I remember thinking I better not say I liked anything else because he would feel he needed to buy it for me. Too bad I didn't know he was my dad. He was my "Uncle Bud". We went home with lots of goodies.

Coat Patch

Oh! Was I ever in trouble! I was in 2nd grade, 2nd girl from the left. I loved to play on the bars. We would hang our coats on the ends of the bars when we weren't using them under our knees as a cushion as we were twirling round and round on the bars. Well, my mother had told me not to play on the bars. I don't remember what I said to my mother when I found that someone had cut a square of fabric out of my coat. My mother came to the school. Don't know if we found out who did it but I am sure I learned a lesson in obedience, or did I?

Trains, Tunnels and a Child's Imagination

Back of the Photo

"Spanked later" was written on the back of this photo. I was two years old. My mother told me I was two, standing in the middle of the street and we were on a trip to see family in California. I really can't imagine it being that dangerous back in 1951 but, who knows? Those cars look pretty fast! I love this photo.

Basketball and Horses by Grandma Jo

I went to a one room country school when i was a kid so all the kids played soft ball , and then when i went to high school i played basketball two  years .  I didn't really like it , i thought it was to rough and i rode horses if thats a sport. I rode a horse to my brother's house on Sunday and changed clothes and went to ss and church, after lunch me and my neice would go to the neighbors and a bunch of us would ride horses, i never had a very spirited horse so i would try to ride this friend's , it would run etc. I was in the glee club and oh in grade school i did a lot of plays and always sang. 

I led a very boring life i guess but in the country its different, we thought riding a cow was fun and going out on the creeks for picnics, and weiner roasts.

Grandma Red, Daredevil Biker by Grandma Redlich

When I was a young girl I loved to play baseball, but did not get a chance too often.  I was a pretty good batter  and pitcher. But , of course  !!! I was always excited if I thought there may be a chance to play baseball !   I loved to ride a bicycle but never owned one. My parents would not get one for me.  So if I could I would borrow one without them knowing it, or I would have been in trouble.  I borrowed a bike once from a girl I knew when I lived in Madison Park area. I was a teenager. I took a long ride by Lake washington on a road close by. I had a blast but my parents never knew I would have been in big trouble !  I was all alone riding . It was fun because I loved to ride.  Another time I talked my girlfriend to ride double  with me on the bike down the Lee street hill and it was very steep . We didnt stop until we went several blocks and almost ended up at the swimming hole. We went thru the cross streets fast if a car would have came along we could have been killed. I was a daredevil.  Just telling it now  makes me shudder !!!!!  Thank God I had my guardian angels on duty.  We dont realize  how many times we are protected !  Well I finally grew up and dont do those  kind of things anymore!!