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Viv about 2 years old

Viv about 2 years old

 

Bicycle built for two

Bicycle built for two

IN MEMORIUM                        NOVEMBER 11, 2013

 

Today, November 11, 2013 is Veteran’s Day, but in my day it was “Armistice Day” ever since November 11, 1918.  It is fitting that we all give thanks and prayers, and honor the millions and millions of the men and women whom have served our Nation for more than 200 years.  We should bow our heads, hand over heart and say a prayer for the thousands and thousands that didn’t make it out alive.

That said, I will change the pace with memories of my younger sister, Vivian, who was born on this date in 1919.  (We have a cousin in San Francisco who was born on the 11th of November, 1918 when the bells were ringing to celebrate the end of WWI — the first Armistice Day.)

Growing up, Viv and I had a few wars of our own. Whoever the instigator was, that’s the one that got the lickin’ –- sometimes both of us –- just on general principles.  We stopped being boring antagonists around the time we hit the first grade, and smooth sailing became the norm in our relationship.  We travelled in the same circle of friends. We all loved to dance and would hit the DeMolay Dance (to recordings,) then on Saturday night it was usually the Balboa Ballroom with live big bands, and there was the Valencia Ballroom between Santa Ana and
Anaheim where Stan Kenton first started his climb to popularity.

Viv went on to marry Luke, both have gone on their beeg vacations, and have left 3 beautiful, smart kids — George and Janice are in the Sacramento area, and Marci, the youngest is now ensconced over in Moreno Valley.  And guess what MY Warden has come up with!  She gets Marci to come over to watch me while she has to go off for a day of golf, or shopping, or just get rid of me out her sight for some respite. (I know I would be going bonkers having to put up with me.)  Marci and I jabber away so we have our own fun.

1925 at Aunt Mae's

1925 at Aunt Mae’s

 

2 dolls

2 dolls

I’m going to stop typing — remember my old hands and fingers can’t hack it any more like I used to.  I must try to get that Dragon voice to computer program up and running.  My stories will be more lengthy because I can talk an arm and a leg off of anyone.

 

NOW FOR SOME PICTURES

 

MELITAS FORSTER

 

 

 

Olympic hopefuls

Olympic hopefuls

Being nice

Being nice

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