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Cancer Claims Another

It sickens me when I know that there is a cure for the cowardly killer, cancer.

As a teenager, I was very close to several of my cousins that lived out of state. I didn’t get to see some of them very often, but when we got together we had a blast! One of these cousins was a gal named Elizabeth. We always hung out together when she came down to grandma and grandpas house. Elizabeth and her older brother always made sure they let me know when they came ‘home’.

Now both of them are truly home. Granville Jr passed away several years ago. Yep,  that coward cancer claimed him before he was 50 years old. Cancer has also taken my dear cousin Elizabeth. I haven’t seen her in many years, but memories of the good old days have been going through my mind this week. I miss you Elizabeth, tell Danny I will see him soon.

For those that have been waiting on orders or emails answered – orders went out today and emails have been started on.

 
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Posted by on November 24, 2010 in family

 

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My Heros, beloved father and brother

I grew up in small family with one sister – 6 years older than me, and one brother who was 3 years older than me. I was always a daddys girl and was with my dad no matter what he was doing. Later, as I was nearing my teens, I always said I wanted to be just like my brother Danny. Much to our mothers chagrin, I came very close to doing just that, and wouldn’t have changed any of it.
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I slept in the pines, and you?

This is an excellent version of a very old song. I can remember my dad strumming on his guitar, singing this song.

Where Did You Sleep Last Night?
In the pines, in the pines
where the sun never shines
and ya shiver when the cold wind blows

 
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Posted by on February 6, 2010 in family, Life On Paradise Mountain

 

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Precious Memories

Never a day goes by that thoughts and memories of my beloved brother don’t invade my mind and push everything else away.
They were wrong Danny, the pain won’t go away.

I grew up in a small family of 3 kids. I was the youngest of the three, with my brother being the middle child. Danny passed away at the much too young age of 50 years, 19 days.

I miss you Danny, so much. The pain never goes away, but seems to get deeper, until it creeps up on me and hits me all at once. It’s then that I crash

 

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