Showing posts with label Grace A. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grace A. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Wordless Wednesday #21

Wordless Wednesday ( almost since I am rarely wordless)

Today I am sharing a photo of me and my aunt Daisy.

I am about 1 year old and we were living at Texas at the time.

This is the day that my dad graduated from bible college.


Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Wordless ( Almost ) Wednesday 1954 My Sister and I Ready For Winter

Wordless ( Almost ) Wednesday is a time I like to share a picture. It is winter and cold outside already. I just bought my self a new winter coat. I think my coats as a child were much cuter.
This picture is taken about 1954 in Duluth and my sister and I are standing on the steps of my grandma and grandpa Day's home. If you look at the edge of the stairs you will see the remains of snow that did not get shoveled. We are all dressed up with cute coats, hats and mittens. Looks like my sister even has a scarf around her neck. I think we look adorable in this picture. This picture is going on 60 years old. This house is still standing and as we drive by I think of my grandparents and the wonderful time that were spent in that home. Many dinners, many holidays and many memories of lots of love within those four walls.

Friday, March 30, 2012

SEPIA SATURDAY ~ WORK IS THE TOPIC ~ BOOKS ARE THE ANSWER

This week the topic is work for Sepia Saturday. We love to play but we all have to work at some time to pay the bills.



I have had many hats in my work world. I have worked at Pizza Hut. This was back in the 1970's. I managed to work my way from waitress to assistant manager. I enjoyed the work and the responsibility. Then new owners came in and they did not have female assistant managers. I could quit or go back to waitress only. I quit of course. I would love for them to have tried that today.
I worked in a Alcoholic treatment center for nine years as an aide. That was an interesting and rewarding time in my life.
I sold real estate for a few years. Fun work but hard work. Working on commission only can be tricky.
But the end of all end work was when hubby and I owned our own bookstore for over 15 years. That was the best. At one time we had two bookstores. The second store was beautiful but not a money maker so that was the end of that store.
Soon after we retired and went on to other adventures of traveling the United States.  We still dabble in the book business selling on the Internet.
As a child I loved the library and spent hours there. Wanted to even work in a library. That never happened but I did own a bookstore.  Life was great in our own book store. Life is still great as I wander used bookstores and smell and feel the old books.

Hope that you enjoyed reading about a small piece of my life today. You can read others sharing about work here at Sepia Saturday.  Grace

Saturday, March 17, 2012

SEPIA SATURDAY SCOUTING

This week’s Sepia Saturday prompt is a tribute to the 100th birthday of scouting in the United States.

Scouting was a fun time for a young girl in the 1960's.  I was in the brownies and then the girl scouts.  Every week we would have a meeting at the leaders home and work on badges.

Here is a picture of me in my girl scout uniform.  To bad that it is faded.

Thanks for stopping by for Sepia Saturday Grace

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Wordless Wednesday Sister and Me in Texas


Almost wordless Wednesday... here is a picture of my sister Mary and me in Texas.

Taken June 22, 1952

My sister is on the right side with the natural dark curly hair

and I am a blond with not natural curls.
Thanks for stopping by... Grace

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Wordless Wednesday Mary Being Dedicated As A Baby To The Lord


Okay almost Wordless Wednesday. I am never totally quiet.

This is a picture of my sister Mary being dedicated to the Lord as a baby. The pretty lady is my sweet mama Muriel and the handsome man is my daddy Art. Not sure who the minister was.

This picture is late 1948. Take a look at her hat isn't that something. Wish I had that hat today.
I was born in San Antonio, Texas. Dad went to bible college to be a preacher. I am not sure if he was out of college and preaching at this time or still in school.

I know we were in Texas either San Antonio , Highland or the Bay town area. I will need to figure that out in the future if I can.
Still trying to find out how many places we lived in Texas. I asked my sister and she is not sure either.

In the religion I was brought up, Pentecostal we were dedicated to the Lord as babies and baptized as young adults.
 
I love and treasure this beautiful photo. My mom and dad are now gone from this place. When I have their photos around me they are still near.
This photo and a copy of this posting will be added to my family binder of research and memories.
Thank you for stopping by..... Grace

 I am nowhere  done searching for my roots. For my missing family members.  So many to fine so little time.  This has been a hard few years ...