This is where my childhood memories are from.
Geneseo New York. My mother's birthplace.
Grandma and Grandpa Slaight moved here after Uncle John was born(I think)
Up till then they lived and raised their 5 children on the family farm.
Mom and Aunt Betty were born on Oak street.
You can raise a girl in the city but you can't take the country out of her.
You can raise a girl in the city but you can't take the country out of her.
in Geneseo. Up around the corner from home.
I was surprised after 19 years I could still find the stone and get us around
the country side.
Uncle John AKA "Uncle Milk" later in life he was "Uncle Bud".
When I stayed there I loved milk and he would give it to me so
he became Uncle Milk.
Aunt Peggy was quite the lady. Always loving and shopping.
I really miss hearing their laughter. That is what is great about this family
they are all full of laughter and love.
Thanks to Aunt Ruth we found the portrait that still hangs
in the new Treasury department behind the court house.
We visited with Uncle Bill and Aunt Ruth on the farm Monday.
First we road up past the farm and visited the cemetery
where my great grandparents Nora and William Redmond
are buried. Also it is where Aunt Ruth and Uncle Bill still attend church.
bread. Ummmmm great! We asked for a few recipes and
received them in the mail a few days later.
These are memories and really more a feeling of love in my heart I have carried all my life
and hopefully I passed on to my children. And they will pass that
on to their children.
After 19 years with Christmas cards between us, I feel the love.
Time has pasted and we are getting older but that just makes the love stronger.
Thank you God.
4 comments:
awww, that might have been my most favorite post yet!!!!
Thanks Jessica. I get going sometimes.
I had a feeling with that last picture : this is how I will meet them in heaven :D - (goose bumps)
Share the recipes !
love the post, thank you
yes, goosebumps!!!! What a wonderful post. I still remember visiting the farm, how bout it Jessica????
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