On this day - October 20
1948 Changed part. Cut hair.
1949 Weiner roast with Pat Burns.
1950 DeLaSalle homecoming. Bob Gormley.
1952 Pep fest. Ate at Anna's.
1957 Went to Blue Room to celebrate 2nd anniversary.
Saw Kirby Stone Four.
1958 Janice Claire Bye, 7 lb. 12 oz. Sue's 1st polio shot.
Weighs 14 lbs. 4 oz., a little over six months.
1959 Left Minneapolis 7:30 a.m. Arrived Chicago 3:00 p.m.
Left at 5:00 p.m. Sue was sick. Arrived N.O. 9:30 a.m.
1960 Nice anniversary dinner at House of Lee. Sam gave me
pink breadbox and oven thermometer.
1985 Bought freezer/refrigerator at Campo's. $1299.
1987 Sue fixed chicken Dijon for 32nd anniversary. Sam out
of town.
1988 David bought car from Devron Thibodaux for $500.
1989 Received tickets to Fiddler on the Roof from children for
34th anniversary.
1990 35th anniversary. Received white, green, purple jacket.
Disclaimer: The above historic events took place on various dates in October, not necessarily the 20th, except for Janice's birthday. (Sorry if I let the cat out of the bag, Janice.)
I remember that breadbox.
"1959 Left Minneapolis 7:30 a.m. Arrived Chicago 3:00 p.m.
Left at 5:00 p.m. Sue was sick. Arrived N.O. 9:30 a.m."
What mode of transport was this?
So Grandma, question: for my five year anniversary would it be kosher to give Kellie a breadbox and oven thermometer?? :) Also, in '57, what "Blue Room" are you talking about...White House? I knew y'all spent some time in D.C., but had no idea you were that connected.
I enjoyed the entries. I'm trying to be a lot better about keeping the journal Kellie got me as a wedding gift, but I have done a poor job of documenting things so far. I have been busy playing catch up on the past few years. It's exhausting! Again, I enjoyed your entries!
Nancy and I celebrated Janice's 50th last weekend with a "sister" overnight. We went to The MN Arboretum, out to dinner at Axel's (delicious every time) and then a night of movies and girl talk. Janice never even looked at her watch (a major feat for her) and was very surprised when we went up to bed at 2:30 a.m.! So Happy, Happy Birthday my dear sister!
Stephen -- It wasn't kosher back in the day, so I'm pretty sure it would be less so today. The whole thing was, as I'm sure you've guessed, there was very little expendable funds when we were newly wed, getting started
building our super-sized family, so what was spent had to count. It had to be something I had wished for, but it had to be useful. I'm glad you like the entries. I re-read them after they're published, and I always think, "who cares?" It is so nice to know that someone does.
The Blue Room was a very elegant dining room in a very elegant downtown hotel, The Roosevelt. I ordered the cheapest thing on the menu, $3.95 for crabmeat au gratin. It was called something else on the French menu but that escapes me now. The snooty waiter had to sigh and then translate for us. And sigh several more times because he was pretty sure the gratuity would be meager or -- what? -- non-existent? I can't remember what Grandpa ordered, but it did cost more than mine. And that's okay. And also, Granpa was always a good tipper because he worked as a bartender-waiter at the College Inn while he was going to school at Loyola after we were
married, so he knew all about tipping. That's why I've always been a good tipper: I have so many people in my family who are working or who have worked at jobs with low pay but good tips.
You know, a journal doesn't need to be exhausting. All I did was put down a line or two as a memory jogger. I used the Hallmark datebooks for many years and I also used a five-year diary which my mother sent me. I quit
doing that a long time ago, but this year one of the Indian schools I support single-handedly, sent me a datebook and I decided to jot down things I did so I could remember. That's the key right now: so I can remember. I have almost total recall of the long ago but yesterday is chancey!
This is in answer to Rob's question above regarding mode of travel. We traveled by train. First, we caught the Illinois Central at 5 pm in New Orleans. We had a room to spend the night in and it was a very nice way to travel cross country. In the morning, we had to change train stations, grabbing a cab for a race across Chicago to catch the Great Northern. We arrived in Minneapolis in time for supper. Coming back, we just reversed the process -- and don't ever think I looked forward to it with joy! Sometimes I flew, taking one child with me and that was always lovely, though sad leaving the others waving good-bye in the airport.
I thought I left a comment on this yesterday. I guess it got lost in cyberspace. Oh well, none of that matters as much as your hairdo change of 1948. Big news day then, eh, Mom?
Happy belated, Janice. May this be a joyful year. Many blessings to you.
Mother, your memories are way sharper, detailed, and more plentiful than mine. I wish I'd gotten that from you.