October 2007 Archives

Good morning. Katie and I were supposed to "do" lunch today, but rain and more rain, plus flash flood warnings (this is like dessert to our weather forecasters), keep us at home.

Fifty-two years ago the weather was much like this, windy rain off and on for most of the day. I was married on this day to a boy, a U.S. Marine, I had known for exactly one year. He had just met my family a few days earlier, although my parents met him in June when they visited Washington, D.C., where we worked and where we met. His mother and his same-age cousin came; his mother by air and his cousin by Greyhound bus. He left right after the wedding to go back -- he was a student at Tulane University and had classes on Monday that he didn't want to miss, having missed Thursday and Friday. This cousin -- R.G. -- looked like Jeff Chandler, a handsome movie star of the 50's (he played Cochise in a movie I can't name). The people in the church all thought he was the father of the groom since he walked up the aisle behind the mother of the groom! She wasted no time putting everyone straight, because this particular cousin was no favorite of hers and his father, Uncle Nancy, was even less so. (Nancy was really Nuncio, but that soon became "Nancy" growing up in his neighborhood and that was his name ever after. He was a respected Captain with the Fire Department. My brother, Mark, thought that was hilarious and laughed every time he thought of it, but we all loved Uncle Nancy and didn't think it was odd at all.)

After the wedding, the family and wedding party went into town to a hotel where there was a wedding breakfast hosted by my parents. The guests were left to do whatever they could manage. This seems odd today, of course, but that was the standard in 1955. The reception was from 3-5 in the afternoon with cake and mints and finger sandwiches. No music. No alcohol. Quite dull I'm sure, but no different from any other at that time.

We spent our honeymoon at Lowell Inn in Stillwater. It was known as the honeymoon hotel and was very nice. Since I had made all the arrangements, our reservation was under my name. We were trying to be very low-key and were embarrassed when Daddy was told they had no reservation for him. He looked helplessly at me and then it dawned on me to tell them to try Tompkins. And there it was and there was our low-key bubble burst and now everyone knew we were newlyweds. Oh well. Does anyone remember us do you suppose???

October 25, 2003. Rest in peace. I miss him a lot. As do we all

South won their game 34-12.

Aminah and Asiyah show off their school colors.

Aminah - South colors

Asiyah - South colors

Enjoy.

Last week was homecoming week at Buffalo High School. The football team actually won their game (35-28) which was the frosting on the cake. The girls had fun dressing up for the various theme days and going to the dance. Here are a couple of pictures of Nicole and Kyoko from last week. Seems weird that Ashley wasn't around for it. She's doing well at college (Concordia College, Moorhead, MN). She had her first big art/history test last week and did well. (she said she was surprised ‘cause it was soooo hard) She's getting’ along well with her roommate and making lots of new friends. Doesn't seem to miss us a whole lot, well, ‘cept Wishbone ) That's pretty much the news from here for now.

Kyoko all dressed up for Homecoming

Kyoko gets into the Homecoming spirit

John had planned to place an entry on the blog to thank all for the hospitality shown him (and me) during his 3+ months in New Orleans but he just hasn't had time. After 28 days at home and a trip to the Black Hills, he was called to come back to New Orleans. He left on Friday, Sept. 28th and is staying at the Mariott on the Lake for now, may move hotels in the future. He reports in to Baton Rouge this am to find out the whole scoop. So, thanks to all for everything and you may be hearing from him again,