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| JessieMae |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 08:14:38 AM
My mom told me a story about my Granny that cracked me up, so I thought I'd share it with ya'll. To get the full effect, remember that Granny kept an impeccable house and was a fantastic cook.
Sometimes, as soon as Grandaddy and Uncle Tom were out of the house, she and Aunt Maxine would run out and catch the bus and head downtown for the whole day. Then, about 4:00, they'd hop on the return bus and go to their respective houses. Once she was inside, she'd splash Pine-Sol in all the sinks and the toilet and scatter some rags around. Then she'd open up a few cans of green beans and put them in a pot, mash them up with a potato masher, and throw in leftover bacon from breakfast and a tablespoon or so of bacon grease.
When Grandaddy got home, he was so proud of his wife...been cleaning all day, and still had time to cook down a mess of beans for his supper!
Jessie Mae
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Posted - Jul 15 2009 : 03:57:10 AM
Omgosh your stories of your family shenanigans are all hilarious. I've been sitting here reading and laughing so much I'm afraid I'll wake up hubby. Cherry I love your picture of your grand parents. That is just too cute for words. Yes, they did marry much younger and often for convenience back in many of our grandparents day. My great grandfather was 30 and my great grandmother 15 when they married. He'd lost his first wife in childbirth so when he married grandma she became momma to his little girl. They had a happy life together and had 7 more children. 2 boys and 5 girls. Just think, if he'd have done this today he'd have gone to jail as a sex offender.
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| yarnmamma |
Posted - Jul 08 2009 : 3:32:52 PM
I've got a story about my daddy! He died last year at age 86.
He always played the harmonica...even near the end...he'd have to stop and catch his breath, but he'd go back to playing it. One of his favorite songs was "Turkey in the Straw". I grew up watching him play that harmonica.
When he was about 80 years old (still playing it!) I found a stuffed animal turkey that played that song and vibrated...it was so funny. I brought it to him and for days he'd watch that and laugh...until....he was often falling asleep in his chair and was sleeping one day and my sister woke him up with it right in his face..he jumped and yelled and pushed it away because it startled him so much!...he wouldn't have anything to do with that turkey after that..he'd yell and say "get it away from me"...
LOL
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| Tanna |
Posted - Jul 08 2009 : 3:06:19 PM
I love these stories and especially the pics.
My Great-Grandmother (Cheslee Mae or Lee) was married something like 8 times. Mom says it depended on when you asked her as to how many times she was married. She was not very tall. One of her husbands would come home drunk and she wasn't very happy about that. So she stood behind the door with the frying pan and when he opened the door she hit him on the head and knocked him out. Then she rolled him in a blanket and drug him into the front yard for and locked him out. I don't think the marriage lasted very long. The women in my family don't put up with a lot. Lots of red heads too.
One of my favorite stories about her when she was much younger is how she ended up with my grandmother's father. She was at home and already in her pjs. This young man came to the house and asked her to the movie (or pictures) so she thought "what the heck" threw on a coat over her pjs got on some shoes and went just like that. They married and had my grandmother. Funny to think that if she would have said no I just might not be here today!
She was a very interesting woman. I remember my aunt's boyfriend cutting himself when she was in town (she lived in Savannah we were in Ft. Worth). She poured bleach on his cut. I don't think he'll ever forget that one. She also used to peck you on the head with her fingernails if you made her mad.
My family is crazy so I could go on and on ...
Tanna |
| yarnmamma |
Posted - Jun 30 2009 : 2:08:57 PM
Hey sisters....have ya seen the new topic "strange family names" ?
I think some of those relatives have fun stories to go with them....
Linda in Scranton, PA
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| Diane B Carter |
Posted - Jun 30 2009 : 10:44:35 AM
Cherry, that is a great photo. I love the stories. I remember my gramma and me putting clothspins on or noses when Grampa ate his limburger cheese.
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| yarnmamma |
Posted - Jun 30 2009 : 09:36:59 AM
LOL I love all the stories and the pics too...
tell us more more more!!
Linda in Scranton, PA
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| JessieMae |
Posted - Jun 30 2009 : 09:32:08 AM
Granny and Grandaddy were married 56 years. They had 3 children - a boy and 2 girls (the boy died in infancy). Grandaddy died in 2003, and Granny followed in 2005.
Jessie Mae
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| Aunt Jenny |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 9:48:33 PM
I love all your stories...my grandparents were so funny in different ways too. I love love love the picture of your Cherry...that reminds me of my grandparents alot.
Jenny in Utah
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| CherryMeDarlin |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 7:27:40 PM
I love these pictures, ya'll! Thank you for sharing them! Jonni, your picture is too funny, too! What IS it with the arms folded across their chests? Maybe they were just completely fed up, huh? And Jessie, I can not fathom in my wildest imagination being married at 13! Can you? But she's smiling, isn't she, in a shy kind of way! How long were they married?
~~Cherry~~
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| JessieMae |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 7:05:43 PM
This is Grandaddy and Granny shortly after their wedding; he was 17, and she was 13!
Jessie Mae
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| JessieMae |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 6:59:55 PM
Oh my God, Cherry, that is the funniest picture ever! Seriously...it looks like it should be on the front of a greeting card!
Jessie Mae
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| FebruaryViolet |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 11:42:10 AM
That's hysterical, Cherry!!!
I'm going to post the one of my Great Grandmother Dodie, and Herman (the German) that sums theirs up to! It's dated on the back, "45th Anniversary" and well...you can see how much it means to both of them. My Great Aunt Hazel (her baby sister, the taller of the two) is also in the pic...
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| CherryMeDarlin |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 11:26:30 AM
Here's a pic of Papa and Grandmother Murphy, and it pretty much sums up their entire relationship! 
~~Cherry~~
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| CherryMeDarlin |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 10:57:02 AM
Goodness, ya'll have cracked me up! Jessie, that was one of those little, harmless "tricks" we wives sometimes have to play to keep a happy, peaceful home! Falls under the category of "What He Don't Know Won't Hurt Him!" How fun!
Ya'll are right about our grandparents and greats putting up with more then. My daddy tells a story of my Grandmother Murphy hitting Papa Murphy on the head with a cast iron skillet "just because". You know there was something else going on, but he took it without a word and just kept eating his dinner. After their 13th kid, my granddaddy, Grandmother Murphy kicked Papa out of her bed and from then on they had separate bedrooms. But poor Papa was often picked on. He had a chair by his bedroom window with his t.v. in front of it and the closet next to it. My daddy and his two sisters would hide in the closet and spit straight pins through straws at Papa's head while he was watching his shows. He thought he was getting bit by a fly and would swat himself on the head with a flyswatter. They'd keep it up until the giggles got to them and they'd get caught. Then Papa would chase them back home across the pasture, calling them all kinds of vile names!
Papa lived to be 96. The last two years of his life, he was in and out of the hospital. During one visit, Daddy went to sit with him because, according to the doctor, Papa didn't have but a day at the most left. Daddy got there and Papa seemed to be sleeping, so Daddy just settled in to sit a while. Eventually a nurse came in on her rounds. Daddy said she was between the bed and where Daddy was sitting in a chair. She turned to say something to Daddy and suddenly jumped and let out a little yelp! Papa had pinched her on the butt! Daddy said Papa leaned his head around the fussing nurse and winked at him! And he knew right then that Papa would be around for a while longer.
~~Cherry~~
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| FebruaryViolet |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 10:04:55 AM
I think that's true, Jessie, and they married for lots of other reasons than love. Grandma Dodie married Herman when both her brothers died of typhoid in WWI. That left her older parents, and her (spoiled) baby sister, Hazel. She married Herman because he promised to help her family and then, that was the eldest daughter's duty, caring for their family.
Funny thing, her "duty" to her husband sure didn't trickle down to my grandmother. My grandfather was an alcoholic and she sent him packing and raised those two girls on her own, happily!
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| JessieMae |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 09:38:07 AM
You make a good point, Jonni...old-timers seemed to put up with a lot more than husbands / wives of today would stand.
Jessie Mae
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| FebruaryViolet |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 09:09:00 AM
It always made me laugh, and I heard it from so many people, it was like a little urban legend in the town. Like I said, I never met Herman, but Grandma Dodie always said when asked about their marriage, "I should have been shot!" So I'm thinking it was one of convenience????
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| JessieMae |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 08:41:16 AM
Jonni, that story is hilarious!
Jessie Mae
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| FebruaryViolet |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 08:34:12 AM
These are great stories, Jessie!! I love to know all about our families, and how all the "stuff" translates through the generations. Everyone says I'm my father's daughter, but who did he get his personality from?
My favorite story of my mother's side of the family is about Great Grandma Theodicia and Great Grandpa Herman "The German" who I never met...they married when she was 18 and he 35, in 1918. Herman rode a bike to the steel mill everyday that he called "The Silver Bullet" Each and every Friday, he would get his pay and ride his bike back to the saloon, downtown Grove City (which, incidentally hasn't changed much) and get loaded. Meanwhile, Grandma was busy making sure that her 3 girls and she had supper in their bowls, and that each girl was eating. After "tying one on", Herman would hop on his bike and wobble up the street. Now, Grandma Dodie lovingly tended red rose bushes that made a bit of a hedge across the front lawn, divided by the small walkway. Herman, wobbling at an even greater speed as he approached the house on his trusty bike would ride right through the bushes, yelling, "The Silver Bullet Rides Again!!!!", throw his bike to the side of the front door, walk in to the shotgun house, where he would see Grandma Dodie throwing his supper right out the back door onto the sidewalk. Apparently, this was an every Friday occurence!!!!
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| mikesgirl |
Posted - Jun 29 2009 : 08:26:11 AM
That's hilarious Jessie - reminded me of my own mom who used to head out on the bus every morning with her sister!
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