Reflections on Writing about My Minnesota Years
I started this blog a long time ago. It was a Toastmaster's requirement in a Pathway that prompted me to write again and record some memories. It was amazing to see how I began to remember more and more details as I wrote each blog. It took about a month to remember the names of my sister Martha's boy friends (or as she called them: friendly boys).
I consider our home in Minneapolis to be my childhood home. I have wonderful memories of playing with friends, going to church, learning in school, and discovering the joys of reading, sewing, and skating.
It gives me great comfort to reflect on those times. My parents and siblings are gone now.
Remembering has been enhanced by the wonderful photos that my Daddy took. I am very blessed to have Easter and Christmas and other family photos. He would set up the tripod and the timer and run to get in some of the photos! Most of the time I was intimidated by my Daddy, he had a temper and argued with Martha a lot. But he showed his love with his photography and building us ice rinks!
My Mom - oh my Mom! She was my whole world. She had a beautiful soprano voice and often sang solos in church. She loved to sew and made all of our clothes. She had those beautiful Friendly Village dishes that I now use each holiday. She enjoyed a good laugh and often was silly with sayings from our Aunt Dorothy. For example: ABC the goldfish, LMN goldfish...OSAR too goldfish. Or, Mardon me padam, may I sew you to another pew? And of course, Pris Ting cried the poet and was happy! (Tis Spring...)What's next? Not sure, but there are lots of memories from the short time we lived in Sioux Falls, SD before we settled in Overland Park, KS. Stay tuned and thanks for walking down memory lane with me!
Labels: 50s, Minneapolis, vintage
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