Through life's experiences I have done a lot, learned a lot and have become who I am today. Welcome to the road that led me here.
I thought it would be fun to be born again 71 years later, so here is my story. This is a picture of me in 1957 with Dr. Roy Moore. He brought me into this world. In 1949 my Mom became pregnant with me. She was working at the Washington State Capitol at the time.... Continue Reading →
It was a typical Wednesday. Dad had dropped Mom off at work at the State Capitol, then he went on to his job at Capitol Chevrolet. It was the week before Easter giving my siblings time off from school. They were being watched by our Grandparents which was always a treat. Alanna, Henry and Janice... Continue Reading →
Mom talked it over with my Dad and decided that she would try to get a full-time job. It was becoming more difficult to support the family with jobs that were available to World War 2 Servicemen. So, she put out her feelers and found a job as a File Clerk at the State Capitol.... Continue Reading →
Things were coming along for Jace*---- and myself as we tried to work through insecurities as to if we could fix this thing, we once called love. Don’t get me wrong, I still loved Jace*---- with all my heart and soul, I knew that he was the one and no one would ever be able... Continue Reading →
This entry will be about various experiences my siblings had while attending school in Olympia, Washington. I am not sure of the sequence of their stories, so forgive me if they are not exactly in canonical order. When my siblings started school there was not a Kindergarten class available. Alanna attended first grade without her... Continue Reading →
The next couple of days we spent with just each other. Trying to repair what had been lost in the months that we had spent apart. We were trying to catch up on what had happened and how we were going to make this time even better. While he was at work, I spent my... Continue Reading →
As the sun came up on day two, I woke up to a sleeping Jace*---- cuddling very closely to me. His arms surrounded me. He seemed very content. I just laid there, trying to decide if I wanted to get up and start the new day or just remain in his arms, hoping for the... Continue Reading →
As we discussed previously in one of my other blogs, when Dad moved us back to Washington after the war, he had high hopes of becoming a berry farmer. He plowed, planted and harvested berries, along with a few vegetables he sold along the roadside or to the Olympia Cannery, but it proved not to... Continue Reading →
I got on the plane to Dallas/Fort Worth to catch the flight to San Angelo. We had talked the night before. Jace*---- was very excited and told me that he couldn’t wait to hold me in his arms once again. I have to admit, I too wanted to feel the arms around me that was... Continue Reading →
One day Dad had taken the old Model T Ford they owned out to down town Olympia. He was going on an errand and brought my sisters and brother along. The ride was going along smoothly, when as he approached 4th Avenue East when suddenly he felt a familiar feeling of the car sort of... Continue Reading →
