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best wishes

Two Thousand Nine was filled with blessings (some tears, of course – some laughter).

I am so grateful for my family and my friends – some of whom I’ve met and engaged with via the internet (who would have thought we would be communicating instantly with just a click of the fingers??  Not I – coming from a generation that, in the 1950s, was jitterbugging in the corner drugstore to music from a colorful jukebox – listening to 78rpm records).

Best wishes to my family and all my friends as we end 2009 and enter a Brand New Year with limitless possibilities.

May God richly bless all of you.

The San Antonio Express News lists the  top ten events of 2009 in our area (of course Caterpillar is certainly one of Seguin’s top news events).

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Christmas 2009 – a memory

This Christmas Memory snapshot was taken in 1995 in Aurora, Colorado.

There are so many marvelous Christmas memories

and I bring them out now and then

– especially the snapshots that tell our stories.

“Like snowflakes, my Christmas memories gather and dance – each beautiful, unique and too soon gone.”

— Deborah Whipp

Wishing you all marvelous memories and

All Things Good

in 2010!

snaps in time

I was so thankful to learn that I didn’t lose all of my photograph albums after the devastating Flood of 1998.  Fortunately, some of the older albums were on the very top shelf of the linen closet – and thus escaped damage.

Alas, the albums on the lower shelves were mostly photographs of the grandchildren (for we would look at these pictures over and over again); these were irreparably damaged or lost.

Now, I’m searching through old high school photo albums for snapshots to include in the next Scorpio Tales Alumni Newsletter.

slumber parties

proms

play practice

boyfriends

girlfriends

kidnap breakfasts

ballgames

track meets

teachers

Nostalgia

squaw dress and Nash Ramblers and parsonages

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Wearing one of the squaw dresses my Mother designed and stitched – sitting atop my Dad’s green Nash Rambler – at the side of the house we lived in (formerly a parsonage)  during the 1950s in Farmington, New Mexico.

“The Squaw Dress, a categorization label for several types of one- and two-piece dresses, was a regional style in the American Southwest in the late 1940s and became a national dress trend in the 1950s. Its defining feature, a full, tiered skirt, came in three shapes: (1) a slightly gathered skirt based on Navajo dress; (2) a “broomstick” or pleated skirt based on Navajo and Mexican attire; and (3) a fully gathered, three-tiered skirt based on contemporary Western Apache Camp Dresses or Navajo attire. In addition to the common designation of Squaw Dress, dresses with the third skirt type were also called Fiesta, Kachina, Tohono, or Patio Dress (depending on the type of decoration); the former two styles were called Navajo Dresses. Squaw Dresses were extremely popular because of their comfort and regional indigenous associations. They represented both idealized femininity and Americanness because of their Native American origins.”

Excerpted from:

What’s in a name? The 1940s-1950s “Squaw Dress”
By Parezo, Nancy J.
Publication: The American Indian Quarterly

Memories!

Sharers Class – photo memories

I love our Sharers class at FUMC!I must have given the original of these photographs to someone – I found  the ‘proof’ sheet in one of my snapshot boxes.

Remembering the good times with the Sharers’ Class.  We no longer have Nancy Stoffel, Guy Nunnelly, Betty Nunnelly, Charlotte Brenner, Jack Rowley, Jack and Bonnie Thornhill and Marjorie Blessing with us. God bless them.

They blessed us.

Reverend Lonnie Phillips has moved from  Seguin FUMC.

There have been some changes – and we have the memories – good memories.

These pictures were probably taken about eight years ago (if memory serves); it was a good time!

Photo Memories . . .

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I sought my soul,

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but my soul I could not see.

I sought my God,

but my God eluded me.

I sought my brother

and I found all three.

~Author Unknown

heavy heart – happy heart

My heart is heavy – knowing that

(in this life)

I will never see Ray again.

He was such a blessing to me

(as are all of my Caldwells!).

However, I have joy in my heart –

knowing that Ray is no longer suffering

and he is truly Home. 

God bless him.

God bless the Caldwells.

Johnny and Ray - Farmington, New Mexico - 1950s

Johnny and Ray - Farmington, New Mexico - 1950s

Ray

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May 22, 1932

October 28, 2009

Because I could not stop for Death

by Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me
The Carriage held but just Ourselves
And Immortality.We slowly drove, he knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For his civility.We passed the School, where Children strove
At recess in the ring
We passed the fields of gazing grain
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, he passed us
The dews drew quivering and chill
For only Gossamer, my gown
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the GROUND
The roof was scarcely visible
The cornice in the ground.

Since then ’tis centuries and yet
Feels shorter than the DAY
I first surmised the horses’ heads
Were toward eternity.



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apologies to Farmington friends

spelling errors cartoonWhy do I always notice the glaring typographical errors AFTER the Scorpio Tales newsletter is printed and copies are mailed????

Apologies – for past mistakes . . . and for future errors.

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1954 – Girls Athletic Association

1954 - Girls Athletic Association - Farmington High School

1954 - Girls Athletic Association - Farmington High School