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Mary Neeley:
"Where have all the flowers gone? The most BEAUTIFUL flowers in the garden are always picked first. Death leaves a heartache no one can heal. Love is a memory no one can steal. You were the GREATEST singer/songwriter of the 21st century. Others will come and go but no one will EVER have your style. Rest in peace, Dear Amy Jade Winehouse. You have touched so many."
Mary Neeley:
Part of her legacy destroyed. - When the posthumous LP, "Lioness" was released, it was not well received by critics. Therefore, Universal records UK CEO decided to destroy all remaining demo tapes they had of Amy. He felt it was "a moral thing". Now, no one will ever be able to hear those parts of her music history.
Amanda S. Stevenson:
American Citizen.
He was never poor and owned brownstones because he had a grocery store, sculpted in marble for his relatives in the funeral business, sold insurance, and played the trumpet.
His sons were encouraged to play instruments, write songs and be artistic. But he refused to send his only daughter to high school, so she ran away from home and went to high school in Deighton, Kansas. He kept her from graduating from High School by saying that her mother was dying. I knew my grandfather, and he was a cheapskate.
At his house, we were forced to sleep on the floor in front of a noisy grandfather clock.
The bathroom was on the first floor and attached to the house, so it was freezing cold in the winter. My grandmother fell off the roof twice while doing laundry. I guess that is an Italian-Catholic excuse to cover up for her suicide.
Marilyn Keough:
Quite a Character - Gramma was beautiful and kind. She spoke English quite well, but couldn’t spell (including our names:) correctly for beans. She could cook (and sew and crochet) like nobody else’s business! We all probably lost 10 pounds after she passed away… and she had quite a “leadfoot” while driving, which we always would kid her about.
She had a smile that could light up the room, and hugs that could cure just about anything.
I will love you forever, Gramma 💕
Linda Dana:
Memory - I met Walt in 1961 at Chico, California. His dad was Joe & mom was Lee & he had a older sister Carol. She had 2 boys & Walt & I used to babysit the boys when her & her husband went out. Walt graduated from Chico Senior High School in 1963. His parents owned the butcher shop on Mangrove Avenue in Chico next door to the produce shop. Walt joined the Navy in the summer of 1963. Walt played in the marching band of Chico High.
Peggy Wells:
Grandpas hands were strong and told a story about a hard working man. He loved his family beyond speakable words. Grandpa was absolutely A devoted husband and father and grandfather. He was a hard working man, as I can remember he was a truck driver. Grandpa loved getting his head scratched and us grandkids combing his scalp. Man of patience, integrity, honesty, most forgiving man on earth, he had a lot to be proud of 7 children 14 grandchildren 1 great grandson when he passed away. This man was so compassionate. Best humor his is missed my many and hope is memory becomes a legend and always remembered.
Allan Anderson:
Nephew - I Never Did Thank You Uncle Herb For Giving Me The Help You Gave Me At A Very Trying Time In My Life. You And Your Mother, My Granny Helped Me When I Needed It Most. I Am Sorry If I Let You Down. You Were A Good And Caring Man. So I Thank You Uncle Herb. Love, Your Nephew Allan
Amanda Marcolongo:
How could you not? - Michael Barbus was the heart of Wildwood NJ. You could tell when Mike was around because everyone in the room was smiling. Everyone in the room was laughing. Nobody was in a bad mood. It was impossible. Mike didn't have much because he didn't need much of anything. Just his friends, a place to sleep and his brother Shane. His best friend Jim. His mom and a beer. He had the best jokes. I was his girlfriend. He loved to put his arm around my shoulder and make sure everyone knew I was his, he would show me off. He was proud to have me under his arm. He made me feel special and pretty and better then anyone in my entire life had ever made me feel up until that point in my life. I immediately fell in love with him. He showed me a side of Wildwood I didn't know existed. Where the "locals" lived, off the boardwalk. The neighborhood kids loved him. There were all these "gangs" in Wildwood. Bloods and Crypts. I had no idea there were gangs in Wildwood. Apparently, bandana's are called "flags". Blue ones and red ones. I grew up in Philadelphia and didn't know this. So he started a "dodge ball gang" with all the kids in the neighborhood that were being recruited to join the "gangs". They thought they had to. So mike started a dodge ball gang instead. He bought a bunch of black bandanas and recruited them to join his gang. They all started wearing black bandanas and called him Mr. Mike. When he started bringing me around, they started calling me Mrs. Mandi, and we all played dodgeball together in the "streets of Wildwood" off the boardwalk late at night LOL Real tough gang we were... we ran the streets.... Losing Mike was a tragedy. For the entire island. It was like the ferris wheel was never going to light up again. The waves stopped crashing. The ocean just swollowed up the island and it drowned. It sunk. Then, I met his brother Shane. And all the lights turned back on again... and the Island came back to life. I knew that I could never replace his brother Mike. But I told Shane that if I let me, I promised I would a sister to him, it was the least that I could do. I am so thankful that he gave me that opportunity. And since then, Mike has blessed me with his brother Shane, and I have been living with Mikes angel since his death, his brother Shane. And our families have been enjoying each other ever since. My daughter Brianna has an Uncle Shane. What she doesnt know, is that is actually her Angel Mike, that she never met, from 5 year before her birth, in 2008. RIP Mike Barbus xoxo
David Michael:
A Father I never met - My name is David Micheal. My mother's name is Marilyn Ridgeway. I'm 70 now and Charles is my biological Father. I never had the opportunity to met him. I've tried over the years to locate him but all attempts failed. I've carried an emptiness and a slight sense of loss in my heart. If you are related and care to reach out, I would love to talk. God Bless. Email [contact link]
Agnes Galiano:
My Best Friend - Jeff was my best friend in high school. He was a kind person who loved his sister Donna. We confided in each other every day and often felt not accepted by our classmates for being different. I loved him like a best friend and he is surely missed each and every day. May God keep you safe.
Jo-Ann Wisniewski:
Memories - My grandmother 🥰:). German food…still the best I’ve ever had! Gram’s desserts… especially her raspberry turnovers and cinnamon/sugar swirls with leftover dough…chocolate chip cookies and rum balls at Christmas! Playing cards at night… and the song while getting our tea and treats ready…” I love coffee, I love tea… I love Jo-Ann and she loves me!”
🥰🙏🥰
Barbara Penrod:
Ambrose Hairston - My great-grandfather was the captain of a crew of workers, who installed "new- fangled" electric lines and gas lines to Sparta, and other southern cities. Therefore, the family moved from Georgia, to Tennessee, and to Alabama.
He had a second job delivering ice to homes about the time of the outbreak of the Spanish Flu (1918-1919). His daughter, Anne, saw bodies stacked like cordwood outside their window.
He married his sixth cousin, Martha Hairston, who was three years older, and they had 11 children (one died in early childhood).
While he was frail in his nineties, he had a good mind and a sense of humor.
Shelley Cardiel:
I have two postcard photographs belonging to the TESSEY Family of New York including one of Edward L. TESSEY and Clara MOSER TESSEY which was taken at the P. R. Thomann Studio in Utica, NY. The photograph was taken some time between 1904 and 1918 with the couple appearing to be in their 20's at the time it was taken. They are also identified as "Dad's Parents" on the back. The second photograph is one of Edward TESSEY at age 9 months old. There is no studio or location identified on this photograph which was also taken some time between 1904 and 1918.
Based on limited research I was able to gather the following information regarding this TESSEY Family:
Edward John TESSEY was b. 22 Aug 1915 in Utica, NY to parents Edward Lewis TESSEY (1886-1937) and Clara Katharine MOSER (1887-1966). Edward was the only child born to this couple. Edward married Katherine Ann WILLIAMS (1915-1978) on 1 Jun 1940 in Clinton, NY and they had a daughter, Suzanne B. TESSEY (1951-2022). Edward died 12 Oct 1998 in Utica or Whitesboro, NY and he is buried in the Forest Hill Cemetery in Utica, NY. His obituary notes that he ran a dance band as a teenager and was a well-known wedding photographer. He was survived by two daughters Suzanne of Whitesboro, NY and Marilyn of Rome, NY.
Edward Lewis TESSEY was b. 27 Jul 1886 in Utica, NY to parents Joseph H. TESSEY (1845-1928) and Phoebe Mary MADER (1856-1928) who were married in 1884. Edward had one sibling, a brother Joseph Henry TESSEY (1884-1949). Edward married Clara on 16 Sept 1914 in Utica, NY and they had the one son, Edward John TESSEY. Edward Lewis died 10 Oct 1937 in Utica, NY and is also buried in the Forest Hill Cemetery in that city.
Clara Katharine or Katherine MOSER was b. 31 Jan 1887 in Utica, NY to parents George MOSER (1842-1921) and Katherine ERHARDT (1844-1887) who were married 8 Mar 1868 in Legelshurst, Arnt Kehl, Baden, Germany. Clara was one of 13 children born to this couple including George or Georg; Katherine, Katharina, or Catherine; Barbara; Barbara; Mary Maria; Berbard; Elizabeth or Elisabetha; Brigitta; Ricka; Freida; Anna; John Erhardt; and Clara Katharine or Katherine MOSER all born between 1866 and 1887. Clara died 7 Apr 1966 in New Hartford or Utica, NY and is also buried in the Forest Hill Cemetery in Utica, NY.
I would like to get these photographs to family and appreciate you contacting me if you are a member of this family or know someone who might be.
Thanks,
Shelley
Shelley Cardiel:
tagged Edward John Tessey in this photo.
Patricia Knowles:
tagged William Wischerth in this photo.