My grandparents had a small farm in SW Manitoba and enjoyed raising their young family. Dad was born in 1902 and he had a sister Mary, three years older, and another sister Edna who was one. In January 1907, Edna died from scarlet fever. A year later, another sister was stillborn.
My granddaughters have been learning about their heritage in school. One day my youngest granddaughter took home a paper doll, and her homework was to dress it in clothing that depicted her heritage. Two older granddaughters had to prepare a family tree with pictures of their ancestors.
Continue readingThe phone rang early Monday morning at which time I received the news my sister had passed away during the night. Whether expected or not, this type of news always comes as a shock. So, while preparing to make the journey back to Manitoba for the memorial service and some family time, I’ve been looking over old photos and remembering.
She was a happy child, playing with the Raggedy Ann doll that Mom had made.
We had an older sister and brother who doted on her.
Mom had always wanted a white house, with a white picket fence. We had the white house, on a huge corner lot, but there was no fence. As children we knew that it was Mom’s dream to one day have that white picket fence. As I think about it now, I don’t think I had ever seen a fence that wasn’t white. It was most certainly the norm.
As our custom was, Mom took my young sisters and I to Vancouver to Continue reading