This is my grandmother's family. (paternal). Grandma is the girl on the right. What strikes me is how much she looked like my granddaughter Jessica at that age.
OH my. Cool. But that guy all the way on the left frightens me a bit. I can see him in an wild west movie owning the town store and beating up bad kids who try and steel from it. lol
I know very little about him. Grandma did not talk much about her " papa" but what she did was couched in a lot of respect. My guess is that he was better than he looked!
This blog began as a spot to vent about my life with Miriam and her time with Alzheimer's disease.
She was diagnosed in '99 and her decline has been quite slow. In fact some of our best years of our long marriage have been these recent years.
Alzherimer's, at least her version is a disease of waiting. One shoe drops and it can be a very long time before the other one drops.
So life goes on.
At the beginning of this blog I told the story of our courtship and marriage, about out family and our personal journey with this disease. The part that scares the most is the anticipation as the disease slowly progresses.
So, I will touch on that subject from time to time, but the entries will tend toward comments on life. I'll leave politics and religion for others to worry about, not that I don't have strong opinions!
I have my hands full just looking after my wonderful Miriam.
We met when we were 6, began dating at 15 and have been together since. We will have our 56th anniversary this June.
We have four wonderful daughters. Smart, independent, awesome. They have given us 7 grandsons and 4 granddaughters. None of them are little any more. The oldest is 28 and married, the youngest is 14.
Until this last fall we lived in a hosue I designed and built in the '70's and it is pretty weird and wild, but very comfortable. Last summer the girls came to the conclusion that I really did need help dealing with Miriam. Now we live on a couple acres with daughter 1.
Life has been good. There is not much I would do different even if I could. We are rich beyond belief but chronically short of cash!
And, unless stated otherwise all the photographs are mine.
3 comments:
Oh I just love those old photographs!!
OH my. Cool. But that guy all the way on the left frightens me a bit. I can see him in an wild west movie owning the town store and beating up bad kids who try and steel from it. lol
I know very little about him. Grandma did not talk much about her " papa" but what she did was couched in a lot of respect. My guess is that he was better than he looked!
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