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Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Dianne visits from Achorage
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| At our house in Lake Forest Park |
I visited Kay the past couple days but am not going to visit her today. Dianne is down from Anchorage and has visited her so today I am taking the day off from a visit. The past couple visits have been uneventful. We, for the most part, just went to the patio and held hands. I remember to take some Costco Toffee and she likes to suck on it. There is not much to do when you cant drive and take her out for an outing. I think she has her own clothes but she needs more slippers as she has only one pair and sometimes I cant find them. I must email Tom and have him bring another pair or two She seems to recognize me quickly when I first see her. Soon I want to bring her over here and give the inmates something to talk about. I don't think the men will care when I bring her in but a lot of the women will I am sure.
I am finishing up a video of her scrap book she made of Shirley Temple. Did you know that in 1936 Twentieth Century Fox gave her a 7 year contract at 1000 a week . After that they gave her a raise to 1500 a week. Fox was no doubt making millions off Shirley Temple. It was to be kept in a fund for when she was adult. I wonder what happened to it considering inflation.
The video I made of the scrap book is 25 minutes long and describes the pictures, sometimes I read the articles Kay pasted in it. If anyone wants a copy email me. If you are a fan of Shirley Temple write. I will also post it on youtube but youtube breaks it up into 10 minutes max time sections of course.
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Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Dianne, Chuck and Loren visit
Dianne, Chuck and Loren finished a nice visit with us for a couple days. Loren seemed to like my pictures covering the walls of our apartment. Dianne played checkers or put puzzles together with Kay in the afternoons.
Loren saw my pictures on our walls and seemed to like them. I think they will give him an idea of what his grandma was like before old age and dementia took over.
Bill Sheldon June 17, 1920. April 4, 2001. Four years in the 3rd Infantry Division WW2 His story. Find it at Four years in the 3rd
Inf in WW2
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Friday, December 7, 2007
Chapter 8 Ft Sill done, then home for 10 days
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I finished with Ft. Sill training and then had 10 days leave to forget the army. But everywere you went there were reminders. I don't remember how I got home but it had to be on the train. In Seattle there are two train stations. King Street station for the NP and the Union Station for the UP. But I don't remember one bit of what happened. Kay lived near downtown in a low income apartment one of the first built in Seattle. I could have walked there from the station about a mile away. It had to be a low income apartment as she lived on 80 bucks a month with Dianne. The apartment complex was filled with war wives. I don't remember anything about staying even one night there. All I remember is a time or two we went to the beach. I remember this because I have some pictures. The strange thing about the pictures is that the weather must have been fantastic and it looked like summer. But it was in winter. On closer look I can usually see some coats somewhere. Still it didn't seem to have rained.
Naturally we spent considerable time with her folks as her father had a car and made it easy to get around.
Here is a picture of Kay, me and Dianne at her folks house in north Seattle.
One time kay and I went to the beach at north Seattle. In those days you could build a fire on a beach.

I didn't deserve such great inlaws. They were wonderful. Reta her mom saved and treasured my letters to her from overseas. Her dad was great for providing me a place to stay when I was young and no place to go. All of her family were really nice. Cultured, educated and nice to a country bumpkin. But I loved Kay and told her I would never leave her. I was from a broken home and did not want to inflict anything like that on her. Now at 86 I have the opportunity to fulfill that promise.
Here is a picture of her in-laws at a family gathering at her Grandma and grandpa's house on Queen Ann hill in Seattle. The navy guy was her uncle Harold Hemry.

I finished with Ft. Sill training and then had 10 days leave to forget the army. But everywere you went there were reminders. I don't remember how I got home but it had to be on the train. In Seattle there are two train stations. King Street station for the NP and the Union Station for the UP. But I don't remember one bit of what happened. Kay lived near downtown in a low income apartment one of the first built in Seattle. I could have walked there from the station about a mile away. It had to be a low income apartment as she lived on 80 bucks a month with Dianne. The apartment complex was filled with war wives. I don't remember anything about staying even one night there. All I remember is a time or two we went to the beach. I remember this because I have some pictures. The strange thing about the pictures is that the weather must have been fantastic and it looked like summer. But it was in winter. On closer look I can usually see some coats somewhere. Still it didn't seem to have rained.
Naturally we spent considerable time with her folks as her father had a car and made it easy to get around.
Here is a picture of Kay, me and Dianne at her folks house in north Seattle.

One time kay and I went to the beach at north Seattle. In those days you could build a fire on a beach.

I didn't deserve such great inlaws. They were wonderful. Reta her mom saved and treasured my letters to her from overseas. Her dad was great for providing me a place to stay when I was young and no place to go. All of her family were really nice. Cultured, educated and nice to a country bumpkin. But I loved Kay and told her I would never leave her. I was from a broken home and did not want to inflict anything like that on her. Now at 86 I have the opportunity to fulfill that promise.
Here is a picture of her in-laws at a family gathering at her Grandma and grandpa's house on Queen Ann hill in Seattle. The navy guy was her uncle Harold Hemry.

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