My grandmother died in 2005. She did not own a computer. I think she could have mastered some computer skills, but she had plenty of interests and activities and friends to keep her engaged in the world. She wrote things down, not fictional stories but events of her life, both past and present. After she died, I was given the honor of keeping some of her writings. I thought starting a blog with them might be fun. I hope readers will find it enjoyable. Thanks for stopping by.
Showing posts with label Ashley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ashley. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 9, 2018
Of course
Sat., January 16, 1937 - Clear & warm today. About 5:00 tonite we decided to walk to town. We left at 6:00. About 1-1/2 miles from town the wind changed to the northwest. Soon after we got a ride with Clarence Hoeman. We played Pinochle from 12 to 3:30. Stayed all nite.
Sun., January 17, 1937 - Howard walked home about 9:30. Mom and I canned 12 pints of sausage and 12 quarts of roasted pork today. We talked all the time of course.
Mon., January 18, 1937 - Howard came about 3:30 this p.m. All of VonSeggerns except the 2 older boys are sick in bed with flu. Dorothy Troutman & I are supposed to stay there tonite. After we got there they took Janice [Janie?] who has pneumonia to Wayne. Jo stayed here, too. Carl & Howard were here until 12:00 Howard stayed with Carl.
Why, of course, Grandma and Grandma Anna talked all the while they were canning. I would be shocked if it were any different.
We went to Jayme and Ashley's wedding this last weekend. Such a lovely and wonderful couple they make. So happy for them.
Labels:
Ashley,
cards,
Grandma Anna,
Grandpa,
Jayme
Monday, July 16, 2018
Lots of digging, lots of family
Thurs., August 20, 1936 - Went to town for Old Settlers Picnic. Had dinner up home. Rained good about 6:00 this evening. We were home by 12:00.
Fri., August 21, 1936 - Howard went over to the folks this afternoon and they dug silo. I washed up the dishes for Raymond.
I cannot begin to imagine how much digging would be involved to install a silo. Big around, and I imagine fairly deep to be sure the darned thing would stay put in a high wind.
How interesting that Old Settlers should pop up, given that the weekend before last was our every-three-year family reunion. Grandma and Grandpa both would have really enjoyed it. For the first time, I believe, our branch of the family tree was represented via the youngest in attendance; Tanner was 5 weeks old over that weekend. The number 17 on his onesie says that he is the 17th Iversen born here, from Peter and Maggie's children to Tanner.
As usual, I talked too much to the people I see often and not enough with the people I do not see so much. Lots of Aunt Helen's family came back for the interment of Uncle John's ashes. It was a nice service. I learned quite a bit I did not know about Uncle John when the minister read his obituary. For example, I had no idea he played in the band for Truman's inauguration. How cool is that?
In all, a great reunion -- lots of people said so. And as I said, Grandma and Grandpa would have enjoyed it, probably even more so than some.
Labels:
Ashley,
Dorothy Jo,
Gary,
Grandpa,
Helen,
Jayme,
John,
Maggie,
Old Settlers,
Pete I.,
Raymond,
Raymond J.,
Shirlee,
Tanner,
Trina
Monday, June 4, 2018
Getting closer
Sun., May 17, 1936 - Ray was so late getting here, that we had Edwin take us out to the schoolhouse for the picnic. The North and South schools had their picnic together. Around 80 people there. Howard was here this evening.
Mon., May 18, 1936 - We went out to the place this p.m. which he's letting us use this week. We tore off old wallpaper and patched up cracks in the plaster with cloth.
Tues., May 19, 1936 - We washed and baked today. This evening Mom and I went out to the schoolhouse and cleaned it.
Time sure flies when you comment on three days at a time. The big day will be here very soon!
And speaking of big days, Jayme and Ashley's baby arrived last night somewhat earlier than expected, choosing to be born on his Grandma Jenny's birthday. Tanner William Iversen and his mother are doing well at last report. Dad and Grandpa are probably okay, too.
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