Monday, October 28, 2013

A Wrinkle in Time (or Wrinkled by Time)...TV Times

In 1947, Motorola introduced the VT-71 television for $189.95, the first television set to be sold for under $200, finally making television affordable for millions of Americans. Does it seem coincidental that this occurred shortly after my birth? I think not.
    I grew up alongside the developing television industry. I first remember watching TV at Grandma Della's. I was enthralled by the antics of Howdy Doody (I don't know if this link works)...and his friends, Buffalo Bob, Clarabelle the Clown, and Princess Summerfallwinterspring. These were watched on a small black and white set in my grandparents living room. Grandpa Earle and Grandma Dorothy were also early adopters of the new technology. (Here's Aunt Val at Grandma Eck's...notice their TV on the left)

 At home we didn't get a TV until I was about 9 (1954). Clarabelle the Clown started his own show as Captain Kangaroo;  another favorite was I Love Lucy and Perry Mason, Superman, The Lone Ranger, Lassie and Rin Tin Tin. I was delighted to get a Howdy Doody marionette one year for Christmas.

     In 1954 we started watching Disneyland on Sunday nights...Disneyland was opened in 1955. We were all glued to the set to watch the serialized Davey Crockett. After school we would tune in to The Micky Mouse Club with the lovely Annette, Darlene, Cubby and Karen. We loved the adventures of Spin and Marty. Later we watched American Bandstand with Dick Clark and Rocky and Bullwinkle.
    My parents liked to watch The Dinah Shore show and Ed Sullivan. I can remember sneaking into the family room after being put to bed and hiding behind the orange Naugahyde couch to watch Dinah and her guests(See the USA, in your Chevrolet!)
    Color TV started to become available in the late 50's, but I don't think Grandpa Roger got one until maybe after I went to BYU(maybe Val remembers?).... I remember babysitting for the Kravitch's who had a color set and being amazed at seeing Bonanza in "living color".

   Watching TV was different then. For one thing, when we watched TV, we watched TV, and, except for afterschool kids shows, or baseball games, we watched as families. And there was no channel surfing because we didn't have remote controls. You actually had to get up, walk to the TV and turn the knob! There wasn't much motivation to channel surf however because there were only three channels.  The TV was usually turned off for dinner, although there were some new inventions, TV Dinners and little TV trays. We often begged to be able to "finish this show" before coming to dinner. I remember seeing a program (like Mr. Wizard) that showed how in the future there would be machines that would "save" your program so you could come back after dinner and watch it later!Can you imagine? It was beyond my comprehension. Other favorite shows included Leave It To Beaver, This is Your Life, Alfred Hitchcock, The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet,
   TV caused a bit of a crisis during high those days I always did my homework at my desk in my bedroom.  Doing homework in the family room while watching TV just never occurred to me. So some nights I would have to decide whether to do my homework or watch Have Gun, Will Travel, 77 Sunset Strip or The Honeymooners. I would do a little self 20 years what will matter most? me watching this show or doing my algebra?  Of course I always decided to go do my homework (I was no fun!)...if only I'd known about reruns!

    One last experience I remember was when I was babysitting Aunt Val and Uncle Jesse while Grandma Janiece and Grandpa Roger were out for the evening. I liked to watch The Twilight Zone...but in our family room we had a big sliding door that took up most of the wall opposite the couch where I sat. If I forgot to close the drape before the show started it became a big black wall looking out into a dark moonless light.  Who knew what lurked outside...I was often too creeped out by the show to get up and close it and go to bed. I'd wait until mom and dad came home before I'd venture past.

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

A Wrinkle in Time (or just Wrinkled by Time)...Piano lessons

 Piano lessons

Brady and Parker have started piano lessons recently with a “real” teacher (not just “grandma”lessons) which makes me remember that piano lessons were a very big part of my younger life.

  When I was about eight, my folks bought a piano so I could begin taking lessons. My Grandpa Earl was an accomplished pianist. I think his mother, Grandma Clara, envisioned him as a concert pianist, but his career was literally “cut” short when at age 14 he severed the first knuckles of two of his fingers in an accident in a machine shop where he was working part time. Despite this he continued playing, although not at the concert level. In the 1920 census, he gives his occupation as “musician”, although he actually became an insurance broker.

 I remember him playing  “Chances Are” (Johnny Mathis), when I was a little girl in the 50’s. Grandma Dorothy gave me his piano when she moved to Rossmore and now it’s being played by his great great grandchildren! (I'll insert picture of them here when I get it)

   Grandpa Roger also took piano lessons for several years beginning when he was about five...I don’t ever remember him playing, but I do have some fairly advanced piano music that was his.
On the other side of the family, Grandma Janiece’s biological father, John Leslie Walters, played background music as he showed the silent pictures to the attentive audiences in various small southern Utah towns, including Circleville, where he met and married Grandma Della. One of the only things Grandma Janiece had of her father’s after her parents divorced were several volumes of  piano music. They sit on our bookshelf at home.

So you can see that parental expectations of my musical talent was pretty pressure, right? My first teacher was Mrs. Junqua. I walked about six blocks to her home for my lessons, over a mile, on the other side of busy Bascom Ave....I was eight!
      I remember sitting at her grand piano with my feet barely reaching the floor.  I worked my way through Schaum Pre A, and most of Schaum A, and then it was time for my first recital. It was held at an auditorium in downtown San Jose with a big grand piano up on a stage. I was terrified. I played “Airey Fairies”(I can humm it if you like)...but I was never good at playing from memory because when I practiced I always started over at the beginning of a piece if I made a mistake. So when I made the inevitable mistake during my performance I just went back to the beginning and started over...I did that a couple of times until I figured I had played long enough, stopped rather abruptly, stood up, took my bow and escaped the stage.
      While I had enjoyed learning to play and the attention it brought from admiring parents and grandparents, performing was definitely a downside. Another downside was practicing. Young pianists can master most early music pretty easily (Here we go, in a row, to a birthday party)...but eventually there comes a time when it’s necessary to practice! I went through a few piano teachers after that, refusing to go to my lesson because I didn’t want to endure the disapproval of my teacher for not practicing! And I think I would often quit about the time the teacher mentioned the word “recital.” I don’t remember being in too many of them after that.

Eventually when I was about 12 I started taking from my Aunt Bonnie who was a “professional” piano teacher...I took the bus to her studio in downtown San Jose. Aunt Bonnie was Grandma Dorothy’s sister. She had great hopes for me; she had published a couple of books of organ instruction and talked about touring the US with me to demonstrate the success of her method...but after a couple of my lessons at her organ, she dropped the whole thing. I remember learning "Dream of Olwen" and "Theme from The Apartment".  Another of my favorite pieces was Rachmaninov's " Prelude in C#Minor."
   In high school I took from Helga...a  lady that also taught the Pace’s children. She came to their house on Saturday morning to give 3 or 4 lessons; my lesson was at 7 am! I also practiced now, getting up at 5 am to practice before getting picked up for 6 am Seminary. Once I got my driver’s license I drove to her house out off Lark Avenue for lessons at a more reasonable hour. She was an interesting person....although not LDS, she had lived in Salt Lake where she had been a paid organist for a couple of wards in downtown SLC. Her house had all white shag carpets and no furniture except for two grand pianos. Once she invited me for dinner and we sat on the floor at a table made of a black door on stacks of bricks. My main memory of piano at this time was learning Bach’s Concerto in D Minor (click here if you want to know how it’s supposed to sound!)

 I just learned the first was 26 pages and, you guessed it, I was supposed to memorize it for a big recital. Memories of the evening include me making occasional mistakes and having to “back up” in the music to restart. My teacher was playing accompaniment...somehow she followed me, and I made it to the end...I think that was my last recital! Needless to say, I didn’t minor in music when I went to BYU!
    I was pretty much a “plodder” when it came to piano...I could play somewhat after many hours of pretty non productive practicing. I wish I had had a teacher who taught me how to practice efficiently.
   Tiny talent though I may have had, playing piano has brought me a lot of’s great fun to play (without an audience), it’s allowed me to bring some music into my children’s lives, it allowed me to teach and allowed me to be of service at church. As I used to tell parents of my students...either your child will hate you as a child for “making” them take piano, but love you as an adult because you gave them lessons...or they will love you as a child for letting them quit piano lessons, but “hate” you as an adult because you let them quit! You can’t have it both ways... Each Sunday as I play for Relief Society, I feel so appreciative of my parents, mainly my mom, for hanging in there and dragging me back to piano lessons despite my complaining.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Fun with Grandkids...

 Hiking in Redwood Regional Park...

 Who says there's no fall color in California?

 Halloween fun at balloon house mania!

 The "traditional" Nieman Pumpkin Man..

Cupcakes with Kody!

Play date...he's King Kody...

Cupcakes with Penny!

Beautiful baby boy....Crew!

Tending's easy (shhhh...don't tell Dave and Jess how much tech she gets when with me!)

Saturday, October 12, 2013

Bruschetta Soup

Bruschetta Soup

Toss together and roast in oven at 450 for 20 minutes (stir after 10 minutes)
4 C thinly sliced onions (about 2 medium)
1/4 t salt (optional)
1/4 t freshly ground pepper

Then add to pan:
4 C halved cherry tomatoes
1/2 C thinly sliced garlic

Continue roasting about another 20 minutes until tomatoes are beginning to brown in spots.
Slice some thick slices of artisan bread (I used Trader Joe's whole wheat Pain Pauline), toast on a baking sheet for the last 10 minutes the tomatoes/onions are roasting.

Transfer to large pot and add 4 C chicken broth (I used low salt no-chicken broth)...bring to simmer...

Chop some fresh basil (about 15 leaves)

To serve: place bread in bottom of large flat soup bowl; top with soup, a little basil and some parmesan cheese. 

Friday, October 11, 2013

Snickery-Doodles (no, it's not vegan!)

(from Sallys Baking Addiction )

I don't know if it's a good idea to mess with a classic I keep eating these and trying to decide!

First chop up 4 regular Snickers bars (or 10 fun size). I cut them down the middle, then chopped about 1/3 inch slices across...put these in the freezer while you make the cookie dough. (if cooked while room temp they will ooze all over the cookie sheet!)

Blend well:
1 C butter (it called for unsalted, but I used regular), room temp
1 1/3 C white sugar
1 large egg plus 1 egg yolk
2 t vanilla

Stir together and add:
3 C flour
2 t cream of tartar
1 t baking soda
2 t cinnamon(this is a departure from the traditional recipe)
1/2 t salt

Additional sugar and cinnamon for rolling.

Then dump in your chilled Snickers; form into balls...I smoothed them so the candy chunks weren't sticking out of the dough which helped to keep all their deliciousness inside the cookie. Roll in sugar/ cinnamon mix and bake on Silpat or foil covered baking sheet...Don't over bake! I did mine for 10 minutes...they might have been better at 9....if you remove them to a wire rack to cool it might keep them from overbaking.

Monday, October 7, 2013

Hulk Soup! (Creamy no-cream zucchini-basil soup)

A very QUICK soup!...Just chop the veggies, saute, simmer, blend....This is slightly adapted from Mel's Kitchen Cafe....this is a double recipe, because you'll want leftovers or some to share!It has a very creamy consistency...but contains none!

1 T olive oil (or use Pam if you prefer)
3-4 large cloves garlic, minced
2 medium onions, diced
4 medium zuccini, chopped (about 6-8 C)
1 t salt...I didn't add this
1/2 t pepper (freshly ground is nice)
4 C low-sodium chicken stock (I used "No-Chicken"Broth...low sodium)
1/2 bunch (about 4 T) fresh basil, chopped
4 C fresh baby spinach, coarsely chopped

You could also add some chunks of cooked chicken (rotisserie?)

Saute onions, garlic, zucchini, seasoning with (salt) and pepper, 3-4 minutes, until onions have softened. Add 2 C broth, cover and cook about 10 minutes, until zucchini is falling apart. 
Add basil and blend with an immersion blender or in a blender or food processor...I liked the immersion blender as it doesn't liquify things quite so much. Return to pot and add spinach and 2 more cups broth. Cook about 5 minutes until heated through. Add chicken if desired. Serve with sour cream and sprinkle with nutmeg...

***You could also stir in a package of fat free cream cheese, softened a bit in the microwave if you don't mind the additional calories/dairy....but it's really delicious as is.

Monday, September 30, 2013

A Wrinkle in Time(or just Wrinkled by Time?)....Camping At Blue Creek

 So for the past 3 or 4 years the Gardners, Skidmores and Grovers have been having FHE dinners on Monday nights...and each week they all write a little story from their lives and read it to each now they have MANY!(and know each other REALLY well).... I joined them the last few weeks (since Skidmores are gone) and have started writing a few little memories...this was my first one...if any of you (kids) have suggestions of topics for me, let me know...they will be pretty random!

Camping at Blue Creek
  Dean family vacations usually consisted of going fishing on the Klamath River for two weeks every August, when the Steelhead were "running." Grandpa Roger grew up fishing for trout, having spent a lot of summers camping and fishing in Yosemite.

But all that changed when he married into Grandma Janiece's family. Grampa Lou and Grandma Della were avid salmon/steelhead fishermen, serious "food gatherers" as they had survived the Depression...and my father was "hooked" after landing his first 30 lb. salmon.

So every August we prepared to head into the wilds of the Klamath River, sometimes with both sets of grandparents. Mom's main job as we gathered all our camping and fishing equipment seemed to be making cookies.  Purchasing cookies was never considered, probably out of economy, and since making cookies on a camp stove wasn't possible, she baked batches of our favorites which she stored in 1 gallon glass jars. Of course it never occurred to us to go WITHOUT cookies for two weeks! So in the warm days of August our counters were filled with chocolate chip, snowflake and apricot filled cookies as the jars filled up. Gramdpa Roger would usually have to do most of the packing as mom pretty much exhausted herself getting the cookies made.

Finally departure day arrived. Valerie, and I (and eventually Jesse) piled into the cozy bed made in the back of the station wagon (no seat belts in those days) with piles of comic books to keep ourselves entertained for the 8 hour trip. We drove up the Redwood Highway which wasn't a freeway in those days. Geyserville, Cloverdale, Ukiah, then past the entrance to the Drive Thru Tree...we never stopped of course...Grandpa Roger would never waste money on a "tourist trap"! On to Garberville, past the Benbow Inn, north to Scotia and Fortuna.  Somewhere along there was the little town of Pepperwood where we would stop at a roadside fruit stand and buy a case of tomatoes and corn.  Midafternoon we'd go through foggy Eureka where we might get to stop at the Woolworth's and I'd get some stamped pillow cases to embroider....and also a few more comic books. finally we went through a tiny wide spot in the road called Orick and knew we would soon see the Klamath Bears guarding the bridge over the Klamath River.
But we weren't there yet! four miles up the river Grandma and Grandpa Eck would be waiting for us at Klamath Glen where we launched our boat. We loaded all our gear into our boat(including our cookies), probably  a 16 foot with a 25-30 hp outboard engine and started the 15 mile trip up river.  Often water from the Klamath had been lowered for agricultural needs over the summer and there were many areas that had barely enough water to allow the boat's passage...these were called "riffles". If the prop of Dad's engine hit a rock, the "pin" holding the prop on would break or "shear" off, and Dad would have to stop in the rocky shallows, get out of the boat, slosh to the back, raise the engine up out of the water and replace the pin. Sometimes it seemed this happened 10 or 12 times before we finally got up to the deep water part of the Klamath.

Finally we made it. Our favorite up river camping spot was where Blue Creek flowed into the Klamath.  There was a high rocky bank alongside this small stream of melting snow where we pitched our tents and set up camp.  Both my grandmothers were excellent campers and soon we were set, the "bathroom" area established, the tents erected, and the fire pit filled with wood for our first campfire.

     Then followed days of lazy delight...pancakes and bacon for breakfast, days spent swimming in the cold waters of Blue Creek, diving off the rocky mountain wall it hugged.  Afternoons munching peanut butter and tuna sandwithed and reading comics in our sun warmed tent.  Or maybe we'd dig "mudsuckers" out of the shallow pools along the river edge. In 1958 Jesse was a year old and learned to walk on the rocky banks...when we got home to flat floors he really took off!

Back along the bluffs of the river were acres of wild blackberries. Grandpa Lou would cut paths into them with his machete and we would gear up with long sleeved shirts, hats and garden gloves with the finger tips cut out to facilitate our berry picking.  We filled 5 gallon buckets with the delicious fruit.  Grandma Janiece and Grandma Della would then make and can dozens of jars of blackberry jelly on the camp stove.

Grampa Roger and my grandparents spent most days fishing and would return home with dinner! Much of their catch was taken down to the Glen where it was smoked and canned or frozen in milk cartons and taken home to stock our larders.  At dinner time we feasted on fresh fish, tomatoes and corn, biscuits and blackberry cobbler around the campfire.  As we sat contentedly eating, Grandpa Roger would usually say, "I wonder how the poor people are living"!

(Photos: me...about 10 with a fairly good sized fish...I cleaned it myself; Grandpa Earle...he was pretty proud of his fish; me and Grandpa Lou, Grandma Della holding Val in front of their airstream trailer; me sitting in the boat...that car was eventually given to mom and dad and I drove it to high school; a tug boat pulling a raft of logs down the Klamath; Grampa Roger with some nice fish in his boat...Dean's Delight)

Postscript: Here's another picture I found of the bridge over the Klamath River after the floods(1955)...notice the logs caught in the cross braces...water filled the valley and came over the top of the bridge!

Friday, September 27, 2013

Nancy Drew Genealogy...Wilbert Crane (Aunt Thelma's husband)

Grandpa Earle (Grandpa Roger's father) had one sister, Thelma.  The Dean's were a very tightly knit family...they all lived in close proximity as they moved from Pennsylvania to Colorado and New Mexico and finally to Oakland about 1915...Grandma Clara and Grandpa Jesse Dean, Grandma & Grandpa Browning(her parents)...and when Earle and Thelma each married (Dorothy and Bill, respectively) the young couples were each other best friends.
They each had only one child (Grandpa Roger and Aunt Pat) and I remember most holidays with them in Oakland.
 Thelma and Bill's daughter, Pat, had one daughter, Lynne who was about 2 1/2 years younger than I was...we loved playing together ...although Val, being 3 years younger than Lynne, often got left out! Sorry, Val....

So I decided to research Aunt Thelma's husband, Wilbert Crane....all I had was his 1920 Census record...he's 15 years old, living as a "boarder" in Oakland with Minnie Vogelson and gives his occupation as "lens grinder",interesting as he became an optician...the impression or story I heard in the family was that he was an seemed I should have been able to find him in the 1910 Illinois census as a child with his parents...but no luck! Where was he? And who is Minnie Vogelson??? I had no success searching on Ancestry so put this aside for a few months.

With the enormous surge in records available on Family Search last year I starting revisiting some of my dead ends(and dead relatives!)...and found Uncle Bill's  Illinois birth certificate which WASN'T available on Ancestry.
This gave me his parents names and from here I could find him as a child in the 1910 Census. The reason I couldn't find him was because the last name, Crane, had been indexed as Frane! (Understandable, if you look at the handwriting on the census:)

From here I saw that he had two sisters...Florence and Mildred, and his mother said she had had 5 children, 3 then I found his parents, George and Martha,  on the 1900 census with another sister, Caroline, who died when 2 months old...haven't found the 5th child yet.
So I continued researching Wilbert Crane's 1920 he was a 15 year old boy living in Oakland CA as a "boarder" with Minnie Volgman and her daughter Florence....
I wondered why he ended up with them in California...I started looking for Florence Volgman in Family Search and found her in 1930 census living with George E Crane (Wilbert's father) as I guess Uncle Bill's mother died, his dad remarried  Erna Volgman in 1914...(he was 42, she was 27).He had two more children with Erna, Erna and George Crane, Jr.
I don't think he(the dad, George)  was a very stable 1920 he's living in Atlanta, Georgia and says he's a "stock salesman"...probably the Wall Street type not 1922 he's in St. Petersburg, Florida selling real 1930 he's in Los Angeles selling stocks and "leases"
Wilbert was sent to live with George's new wife's mother, in Berkeley...somehow this is where he met the Dean family and married Thelma.
   So many stories here....I imagine the young Wilbert (or Uncle Bill as I knew him) being sent to live with new relatives in California while his dad moved with his new young wife to Georgia...all this in the uncertain times of WWI(another good storyline for a novel???)...I admire his resiliency as he became an optician, married and made a very stable life for himself and his family in Oakland. They had a beautiful home in the Montclair district of Oakland just up the street from Grandma & Grandpa's home on Ascot Dr.
He must have loved being part of the close Dean family. I wonder if he had any contact with his own family who eventually moved to LA?
     The main story I remember about Uncle Bill is that one Sunday, after trying to make waffles in a very "sticky" waffle iron (before the days of Teflon)...he took the offensive appliance to the back yard and destroyed it with an ax! And Val told me one of her memories of Uncle Bill was that he LOVED to watch Mr. Rogers...not with kids, just by himself! What a sweet guy.

Quinoa Salad...light and lovely!

1 C quinoa cooked 15 minuets in 2 C water or broth (I used vegetable broth)

Cook and cool quinoa in refrigerator.

Chop these veggies(I didn't really measure these...just eyeball or use more of what you like most):

1/2 C English
cucumber (the long skinny ones although you could probably use regular)
1  tomato
1/2 small red onion, diced
2-3 green onions, sliced
2-3 T chopped cilantro (or use basil if you hate cilantro)
1 t chopped jalapeno (I used the jalapeno paste in a tube from Safeway...add a little more if you like it zippy)

Stir these into the cooled quinoa and dress with:

3 T olive oil
1 T fresh lemon juice (I used a whole lemon...a little tangier...or try using a lime)

This serves 4...

Monday, September 16, 2013

 Sweet Potato Black Bean Burgers

These take a bit of time, especially if you chop the ginger and garlic...but you get 12 patties; they can be refrigerated (or frozen) and used for a quick lunch or dinner. They have a much softer texture than a meat hamburger fat, lots of fiber and lots of spicy flavor!

First step is to mix up most of the ingredients in a food processor:

1 1/2 lbs cooked yams...about 2 really big ones or 3 medium sized (I cooked mine in the microwave, then peeled them)
1 C black beans (more than half of a 15 oz can, drained and rinsed)
2 T natural peanut butter
4 large cloves garlic, minced (or ready minced garlic from a jar)
1 heaping tablespoon minced ginger root  (I actually used about 2 could also substitute 1 t ground ginger for each table spoon fresh)
2 t ground cumin
1 t paprika(I used smoked paprika)
fresh ground black pepper
1/4 t ground cardamom (or leave it out if you don't have it)
salt? It called or 1 t ...but I forgot to put it in
1/2-1 t cayenne pepper (I used 1/2 t)

Then blend up in food processor...I added about 1/4 C water to help it along. If you cooked the yams in water in a pot on the stove, they'd probably be moister and you might not need any water....

 Then dump the mixture into another bowl (sorry, you have to get two bowls dirty for this recipe)
another 1 C black beans ( the rest of the can or a bit more if you've cooked your own...I opened another can and used part of it too)
1/2-3/4 C chopped onion
1/2-1 chopped green pepper
1/2 C uncooked old fashioned oats
1/4 C gluten flour (or you could probably just use real flour?)

Mix well.
Scoop out 1/2 C portions on lined cookie sheets (sprayed with Pam); flatten to 1/2 inch
Bake at 425 for 15 minutes; carefully flip over with spatula and continue cooking another 15 minutes. These firm up  a little as they cool...and when you reheat them in the microwave. If you bake them much longer they can burn!

Serve on buns with lettuce, tomato, avocado, etc. Yummmm....

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Nancy Drew Genealogy...John Leslie Walter

So I thought I would describe some of my genealogical wanderings I can remember! and it may be of interest to any of you researching more on these family names...
First my search for John Leslie Walters (Grandma Janiece's biological father).... he is here on my tree...I don't know if you can view it by following the link if you don't have a subscription....let me know.
This is one of the few pictures we have of him as Grandma Della divorced him when mom(Janiece) was 4 years 1930.....more interesting stories about him to follow.

So I found John Leslie Walters in the 1940 Census. It wasn't exactly like I didn't know where he was because I had his WWII "old man" draft ....showing he was living in Muncie Indiana in 1942 with his 3rd wife, Leona. On the 1940 census Leona was listed as Leona Grant Walters.
 At first I thought her maiden name was Grant, and so I started searching for a Leona Grant born in 1893 in Ohio (from other info on the 1940 census) may ask why research her at all...well, what I'd really like to find out is John Leslie Walters death date/place...and also considering he is my biological grandfather, I am pretty interested in just finding out a little more about him....anyway I was interested in this Leona Grant. So in searching for her on Ancestry I came up with a lot of city directory listings for her...and came to find out that Grant was her married name...she was first married to a William L Grant, a doctor in Muncie Indiana....her maiden name was Dumar(from Ohio Birth Index) also found her can see her here on FindAGrave

This was all I found for a while...note someone posted her gravesite in 2011...but at the time I first looked at this last year, her husband's grave (John Leslie Walters) had not been added.
But earlier this year as I revisited this info, I rechecked FindAGrave and "voila!"...someone had posted his site with a full obituary!
So this finally gave me his death date and location. He didn't die until 1965...Grandma Janiece really wanted to find her father (although i'm sure Grandma Eck did NOT)...too bad we didn't have the resources to track him down before she died...although I'm sure he didn't want to be tracked down!

This obituary was pretty fascinating (to me, at least) as it listed his children by his first marriage (to Helen Gould) but made absolutely no reference to his children by Della...I really wonder if he told his 3rd wife, Leona, about the 2nd wife! I don't think he told Grandma Della when he married her that he was divorced and had 3 kids! Della was 19 and he was 33!
Anyway, from this obituary I found out the married name of his daughter, Jane, by his first wife...she married a Leo Hardy and they had a son named Roger who lived in Los Angeles.  His sons by his first wife, John Leslie and Richard, lived in Hemet, Riverside, CA...not far from Fresno where Gma Eck lived with Uncle Les.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Word of Wisdom Chiasm...Kind of Cool

Our Sunday School lesson last week on Section 89 made me think of this interesting insight on the Word of is a very complex chiasm (Hebrew form of poetry).... to see one complete analysis go here...but here's a very simplified diagram I used in Seminary...

Word of Wisdom Chiasm (Section 89)

A   Word of Wisdom: A Principle with a PROMISE (v.3)
      B  For the Saints, the "don'ts, (commandments) (v.3, 5-9)
            C  Wholesome herbs & fruits (v.10-11)
                  D Flesh sparingly, times of famine (v. 12-13)
                        E Grain the staff of LIFE (v 14) (also, Christ the Bread of Life, our Center)
                  D  Beasts, in times of famine (v.15)
             C  Grain is good, also fruits (v.16-17)
        B  And all Saints obedient to Commandments (v.18)
A   Receive this PROMISE (v.18-21)

        The Promise: Health, Marrow, Wisdom, Treasures of Knowledge, Hidden Treasures, Run & Walk, Destroying angel will pass them by....

Monday, June 3, 2013

Mother's Day Pictures...Christian, Alec, Sadie, Lindi

 Every Mother's Day, Amber's gift is that her children cooperate with having family  pictures taken...when they were small she took them to Kiddy Candids I think, until they she take their pictures herself and does a great job....usually she has individuals of each of them, plus shots of the two brothers and two sisters and a group shot....of course this year Christian is on his mission in Colombia....but he had someone take a nice photo of him and emailed it to mom...then Alec used his photo editing skills to put himself in the picture! Next year Alec will be on his mission...we'll see who can create that shot next Mother's Day....aren't they fine looking young men and women?

Sewing with Lindi

So Lindi and I also made this skirt while I was here...Lindi did almost all of the sewing! Side seams, hems, gathering stitches (LOTS of gathering stitches)...It's very twirly!

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Grandma "Genius"?....Extend-a-Dress

 Lindi was having to get rid of a lot of her favorite dresses since she is (of course) growing taller....and shopping for new dresses was a bit discouraging too because most we found(if we were lucky) would barely come to her enter a little creative grandmothering....

I used a half slip she already had....then bought 1 yard of lacy eyelet fabric and a couple yards of light weight velcro...
I cut the fabric into 4 strips, 1/4 yd each and sewed the short edges together into a cylinder , then gathered the top edge...(and hemmed the bottom edge)


At this point I could have just sewn it to the bottom edge of the slip....but here's the genius part....I sewed some velcro to the under edge of the slip, then the other part of the velcro to the top edge of the ruffle... so it attaches to the slip with velcro...this is because we plan to make a couple more ruffles (black, yellow, etc.) that can be switched for specific dresses...

 Here's happy Lindi with a dress that was approaching uncomfortable shortness...we'll make a black ruffle that would look good with it too..

 And this was a dress she had two years ago for Kaity's wedding and hated to send to DI...

So many sundresses become much more wearable now...

Isn't this a cute one???

This is a navy/white dress

This will look good with the black ruffle...

Happy (modest) Lindi.....what a fun (grandma) project!