It's been a while since, I've posted. I am going to do better. In May, my cousin, Eddie, son was married in For Worth. We were so surprised when we got there and Aunt Francine and Uncle ED were not there. Aunt Francine came down with a stomach virus after the rehearsal dinner and was extremely ill. We missed them very much.
It's been a while since, I've posted. I am going to do better. In May, my cousin, Eddie, son was married in For Worth. We were so surprised when we got there and Aunt Francine and Uncle ED were not there. Aunt Francine came down with a stomach virus after the rehearsal dinner and was extremely ill. We missed them very much.
Kali (my niece) has somehow managed to graduate from the University of Texas in 3 years.
Kali (my niece) has somehow managed to graduate from the University of Texas in 3 years.
My 80+ year old emailing Aunt Faye Paris passed away this week. In the last decade, I’ve bragged on her emailing so often.
This afternoon we laid to rest my last great aunt. She was three weeks shy of her 102 birthday.
When she was 90, I think, she gave her apartment and moved into a ‘retirement’ center where she became the life of the third floor.
Today one of my oldest (oldest in Lyndie time) friends is being laid to rest and my heart is for today breaking.
I lost my closest college friend, Dee, this weekend to cancer. Her passing has left me forlorn. We had one of those wonderful friendships that regardless of the time we were away from each other, we were able to connect as if no time had passed.
Today I’m joining with other believers to bring our final tribute to a dear, sweet lady. She was a true gentle spirit. She was faithful to her God, to her family and friends and freely made great sacrifices in her life for them.
This weekend we laid to rest a long time family friend. She was a dear, sweet lady. I was asked to take part in the Eastern Star funeral service as the President.
I was the first to speak from a written program to tell the story of my gray pony. When I was a very young child, the Pursley’s ran and 5 and dime store in Duncanville. They had a display case full of ceramic trinkets. Any time I went to the store, I stood in front of the display cabinet dreaming of being old enough to buy something from the cabinet.
A PROCLAMATION
As a mark of respect for the memory of Dorothy Height, I hereby order, by the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, that, on the day of her interment, the flag of the United States shall be flown at half-staff at the White House and upon all public buildings and grounds, at all military posts and naval stations, and on all naval vessels of the Federal Government in the District of Columbia and throughout the United States and its Territories and possessions until sunset on such day. I further direct that the flag shall be flown at half-staff for the same period at all United States embassies, legations, consular offices, and other facilities abroad, including all military facilities and naval vessels and stations.
The headline on the Yahoo sports blogs reads - Phil Mickelson, wife Amy give us one of Augusta's best moments
I originnally wrote this in October after our family reunion. I am reposting it today in memory of My Uncle Ewing who passed away yesterday afternoon Tuesday, 2 Feb. 2009. My Aunt Faye is sitting next to him.
Nov 4 was a big day for me, so I am going to have 2 posts. In 2006, Randall Hollis, a co-worker, passed away suddenly. We were all shocked and upset by his loss. Randall was his own indvidiual, unique in many ways. Not long after his death, George and Jill, 2 of his co-workers, came to me with the idea of planting a tree in Randall's memory.
I was fortunate when I was growing up to be surrounded by strong male figures, my Dad, Granddads and Uncles. In my little girl’s perception of life, they stood as heroic figures of working men. I never wondered what truck drivers or mail men or preachers or soldiers or cowboys or deacons or firemen were like. I saw them every day. I saw them take care of their families, work in their churches and stand up for what was right in their communities.
I was fortunate when I was growing up to be surrounded by strong male figures, my Dad, Granddads and Uncles. In my little girl’s perception of life, they stood as heroic figures of working men. I never wondered what truck drivers or mail men or preachers or soldiers or cowboys or deacons or firemen were like. I saw them every day. I saw them take care of their families, work in their churches and stand up for what was right in their communities.
After a hectic weekend, Austin returned to several exams before his 8th graduation on Wednesday, May 21.
