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Daniel Pinna:
"Celebrating Thanksgiving with mom and Lisa. Kathy lived from 9 - 16 years old in Seattle. She had thanksgiving with grandma Nel and grandpa Shirley at noon and then at 5 they drove across Seattle to Magnolia Bluff to celebrate with Aunt Elaine (grandpa’s sister) since she wouldn’t talk or interact with Shirley (her step grandfather). Her father was Hollis and when her mother died they adopted out all of the girls including Elaine."
Kathy Pinna:
Changes - I am now considered “elderly” and, having spent the majority of my decades in San Jose, California, I have seen my home city change from orchards (called the Valley of Heart’s Delight) to a mass of people (called Silicon Valley). While San Jose is now full of innovation and opportunity, I miss the peace and slow pace of “the old days”!! And the beauty of the orchards.
John Goodwin:
Renee needed a place to stay after graduation in 1988 until her apartment was ready in the fall. My parents invited her to stay with us.
Renee and I became friends instantly that summer. She was always a lot of fun to be around with her sense of humor and personality. Renee was always person who wanted to help others and had a heart of gold.
Renee and I always had a special relationship and love for each other as close friends. When she moved to Charlottesville she would still call and come visit from time to time but I wish I had made more time to see her more.. We lost touch with each other unfortunately in the late nineties.
Renee was one of my best friends and I truly miss her. I am glad that I got to be part of her life and will cherish all the memories. I will always be as she called me her Snob.
Pauline Eby:
Grandpa Abeyta was always working. I have very few memories of him. When Grandma moved up here in 1974. Grandpa stayed behind in Denver. His siblings were there. I've only seen him maybe 30 times until 1990 when both of my grandparents moved to Hawaii. They didn't have a good relationship until then. Grandpa was so caring to grandma. He would do anything for her. Mom said that they were going to Town one day when grandpa let out his last breath. Fortunately my niece Jessica was a strong Christian. She prayed him back alive. He lived for 3 more weeks the passed away. He is buried at Hilo veterans memorial cemetery in Hilo, Hawaii. My grandmothers ashes are there too
Danielle Coker:
If there was a way to explain the best mother and everything you’d ever need as one beautiful person you got lucky enough to have as your mama her name would go down in history in the prettiest dictionary every. I don’t know how she did it but she did.. I love you mama I love u sooo much ! I look in the mirror and I see YOU. I’m so grateful for that and for the strength you left me as well you’re one of a kind and there’s no person ever that’ll be even similar. I’m the closest there may get but sure wish I knew the tricks ma! I love yaaa beautiful !
(By the way ur prettier!)😅
Diane Annunziata:
My Grandmother - My Grandmother could cook some delicious meals. We would go visit her in Springerton on Thanksgiving when we lived in Wisconsin and when we lived in Chicago. First thing when we got out of the car we asked her if we could go see all the pies, shortcakes and other things she made in the back screened in area. The whole L shaped screened area was covered in all kinds of wonderful yummies and orange crush was all the way up the wall. My Grandma could cook. I loved her white gravy and she asked what I wanted for breakfast I told her just a bowl of her bacon gravy. The new church in town came out with the cook book full of recipes my Grandmas other grandmas my aunts yummy recipes which I treasure still to this day. I have many wonderful memories I charish of my days visiting my Grandmothers home. I misd her very much
Anthiony Gentile:
My spiritual sister - I got to know Mirella when I was 16 (1961).
As an only child for 15 years I had always wanted a sister. Mirella to me was the perfect sister. we lost touch over many years an caught later in life when I travelled through the US and visited Mirella and Paul.
A wonderful memory was when the three of us went to an amusement park in San Francisco. Mirella and Paul as I was were unafraid of whatever ride we went on.
I visited Mirella and Paul a number of times over the years and was witness to her illness.
She will always remain in my memory as the sister that I wished I had. Paul, looked after her to the end, and for that he has my eternal gratitude.
Tony Gentile
Marquis Elliott:
My uncle John - When I was a little girl my uncle worked everyday building houses. He packed his lunch for work everyday so when he would come home in the evening as soon as he got out the car I would run to him asking him if I could have some of his soda and he would tell me no. So on this one time he said yes and handed it to me so I took it and turned it up to my mouth and when it got to my mouth I spit it out so fast because it wasn’t soda it was liquor. He said now he won’t have to worry about me anymore.
Nancy Florence:
Every summer when I was a child, usually in August, Grandma would come visit our house for two weeks and my Aunt Anne and Uncle Bob's house for the other two weeks. We would have a big dinner and invite the whole family from my mothers side too. Then we'd do the same at Uncle Bob's and have a big dinner and invite the whole side of Aunt Anne's family at their place. It was alot of work but fun none the less.
Christina Peterson:
John Schilling was my great uncle. In 1922, Uncle John co-founded WHB, a Kansas City radio station. There he met his future wife, Yvonne Rodier, through her sister, my maternal grandmother, Marguerite. My grandmother had landed a job playing piano in the WHB studio orchestra. She met my grandfather, Ralph P. Stevens, a bass player, in the orchestra and they double dated with Schilling and Aunt Yvonne. Both couples subsequently married.
After WHB was sold, Uncle John became the manager and vice-president of KMBC, a local television station ([external link]).
As I remember Uncle John, he was a big, sandy-haired, mustached man with a red face and bright, blue eyes. He, my Aunt Yvonne and my grandparents did a lot of traveling together. They motor-toured the U.S. back when that was still an adventure and later took a number of trips to Mexico and Europe.
I spent a lot of time at Uncle John and Aunt Yvonne's home when I was young. It was a lovely place, set back from the street. They had never had children, and I rarely saw Uncle John. My understanding when I was young was that he was always terribly busy working. Many years later, I learned that, in addition to his duties at the station, he was usually kept pretty busy with other women.
Still, the more I learn about him, the more I wish I'd been older when I knew him. I'd love to hear him talk about his life. He was an adventurous and ambitious man who tried his hand at lots of things - often successfully.
Here's my one clear memory of him. One summer night, he showed me the constellation Orion and taught me how I could always find it by looking first for Orion's Belt, then his sword. That, in turn, got me interested in learning the stories behind, and the names and locations of the other constellations. I'm an old woman now but I always think of Uncle John when I look at the night sky. He gave me the stars.
Rachelle Kaufman:
A wonderful mother - Gilda was my mother. She was born in Brooklyn and remained friends with her close childhood friends, Shirley, Rita, Thelma, Marlene, most of her life. She was married to my Dad, Elliott Kaufman from age 20 until she died. She had a half sister who lived in California. Her mother Jenny, moved to California to live with mom’s sister when I was a young girl. My mom never got over her abandonment issue with her mother. My mother was a beautiful woman who volunteered her time to working for the Lighthouse raising money for the blind, raising my brother and I and encouraging us to be our best. She loved dancing with my dad until lupus prevented her from doing what she enjoyed.
Elizabeth Collins:
My Dad's friend, I think - I think this is the Jim Korda who was a friend of my Dad's; Cleveland Ohio around 1970? I remember him as a heavy-set man, who played piano beautifully. We once had a discussion about how if I saw a dinosaur I would punch it! But he said no; its skin is too thick and it wouldn't even feel it--and I was so mad at him! I just wanted to speak here about my memories of him, and let him know he is NOT forgotten.
