Thursday, April 26, 2007
My Inner Circle...
These are some photos of my Inner Circle--Rosey Posey (my baby) Joe (my better half for over 30 years) Kurt and Kasey (God's gifts to me) Joy and Mom (who have known and put up with me the longest) & Tessa and Adam (my kids' soul mates).
My life at Giant
My Co-workers--my lifeline to the outside world... Carlene, Joe, Roxy, Bart, Sue, Deb.....
Sorry some of the pics are bad--they were taken with my cellphone....
Sorry some of the pics are bad--they were taken with my cellphone....
My Childhood
I was a child of the 60's and 70's. I lived during the years of Kennedy's Camelot and Nixon's betrayel of our innocence. I grew up in a Leave it to Beaver type of childhood--protected by my loving parents from all harm and meanness. We didn't live a life of luxury, but, we had a normal childhood of school from after Labor Day until June 5th. Then, at the end of July or the beginning of August we went on the usual Family Vacation. Either camping or to the shore. In between, we had Bible school, trips to Knoebel's Grove, swimming at the Memorial Park pool, kool-ade stands set-up in front of the house, bike riding (usually going further than we were supposed to!), and catching lightening bugs after dark. I really regret that my kids didn't have this innocence in their lives. We had pet turtles, goldfish, parakeets, a few cats and Rex our dog. We even had a pet squirrel monkey (but, that is ANOTHER story!) My Dad was the radio announcer in town that everyone listened to--Bill Deuel. I felt really important when I told people who he was. My mom was a mostly stay-at-home mom who took really great care of us growing up. I guess my Dad was the bright, burning star that burned out first. My mom is the slow-burning candle who is keeping us warm and loved yet. My sisters--I am the oldest (enough of that!) Joy is the typical middle sister, who had to struggle to be seen and heard--I guess that is why she has such a strong personality. I did well in school and she had to follow me--which could not have been easy. Pam-- what can I say about my baby sister. I still feel like crying, thinking of the sweet baby she was and adorable child she became. I still don't understand the adult she turned into. She was a child of the times--Camelot turned into Hades. She was such an innocence but then all the drugs and mental problems surfaced in her teen years. She lived a lonely, lonely life. I feel guilt and helplessness when I think of the lost years we had. I am told I could not have done anything to help her because she wanted no help--but, I feel now that she only needed more attention which we (in hindsight) might have given her. I don't know!!! I am probably wrong. But.......... That was my childhood....
Kurt and Tessa--A Love Story
I have finished the slideshow. I have it downloaded on CD's. I hope the kids like it!! It is now 44 days until the wedding!!
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