We are here at Nags Head NC and have just finished the best fish dinner. The fish was caught by Mike, Earl and Teri and prepared by Renae. This will have to be the highlight of the week.
Hey there this is Renae, the fish cooker. We have been having a great week. Everyone here is relaxing and engaging only in those activities that please us at that particular moment. Today has been a perfect day for me, a little shopping, a nap, a walk on the beach and frolic in the Atlantic, then a swim in the pool. The best part of the week is the fellowship, though.
Hi there! This is Kristin, the oldest daughter of Frank and Joan! I am the one who manages to find and book these houses almost every year. My husband, Earl, has been coming to the Outer Banks for 35 years. I have been coming for 20 years, as long as we have been together. Our daughters, Molly and Brigette, have been along for the great ride also. I think the best part of this particular trip has been the relaxation factor. Lots of naps, lots of sun, lots of water. I would definitely be happy to not have to go shopping again!! The definite draw back is the fact of the missing family members. I remember lots of trips with Steve, in particular, and although I miss EVERYONE, Steve is closest to the memories of times with friends (remember Diane and TC?) and times with the rest of the family around (remember Susan's story of her and Dan and Eagle Creek???) Good times, for sure.... Y2K-Family portrait year, everyone here except Ellie, Trav and Abby... BIGGG house, private pool... when are we going to do that again? Soon, I hope....
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Kris has made reference to following in Dad's footsteps working in a bowling alley.
One of my first jobs as a youngster was in a bowling alley. I was a pinsetter, That was when the pins were set manually in the rack and then you pushed the rack down to release the pins. You then had to sit on the back of the pin box with your feet in the air as the ball came back and knocked the pins down. Pin boys were routinely getting hurt by not getting out of the way. I did not do this very long.
My next post, if I don't forget will be to tell you of my first love.
One of my first jobs as a youngster was in a bowling alley. I was a pinsetter, That was when the pins were set manually in the rack and then you pushed the rack down to release the pins. You then had to sit on the back of the pin box with your feet in the air as the ball came back and knocked the pins down. Pin boys were routinely getting hurt by not getting out of the way. I did not do this very long.
My next post, if I don't forget will be to tell you of my first love.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Sweet wife comments
Sweet wife just came in and said she did not know what she was going to find in reading the blog. Said she thought I might say something about selling papers on the corner or something like that.
As a matter of fact I did sell papers on a main corner in Pagedale MO when I was 10 years old . In those days (1945) papers were not delivered to homes. They were sold on street corners by paper boys shouting out the headlines. I remember vivadly standing on the corner shouting out WAR WITH JAPAN ENDS. Cars would stop and the driver would hand out his money and the paper boy would give him his paper. This was probably my first job. I do not remember how much the paper cost or how much I made.
I think my next job was at the corner root beer stand as a car hop. This meant serving customers in their cars. I think I was around 13 when I started this. Only a couple of years let before I entered the real workforce at 40 hr. per week. That was at age 15. I had quit school and lied about my age to get a job at St. Louis Car and Foundry insulating the electrical compartments of street cars.
As a matter of fact I did sell papers on a main corner in Pagedale MO when I was 10 years old . In those days (1945) papers were not delivered to homes. They were sold on street corners by paper boys shouting out the headlines. I remember vivadly standing on the corner shouting out WAR WITH JAPAN ENDS. Cars would stop and the driver would hand out his money and the paper boy would give him his paper. This was probably my first job. I do not remember how much the paper cost or how much I made.
I think my next job was at the corner root beer stand as a car hop. This meant serving customers in their cars. I think I was around 13 when I started this. Only a couple of years let before I entered the real workforce at 40 hr. per week. That was at age 15. I had quit school and lied about my age to get a job at St. Louis Car and Foundry insulating the electrical compartments of street cars.
Bad storm
We had a bad storm Sunday night and Monday morning. Took down a lot of trees just 3-4 blocks from us with damage to houses and cars. The only damage we had was the door was blown off of my vertical smoker. Easily fixed.
Yesterday (Mon.) was clean up day. Pretty routine day. Went to work in the morning. Did not start until 9 o'clock which is somewhat unusual. I usually start driving at 6 am. Had exercise in the afternoon and K of C meeting in the evening
Anxious to leave for Nags Head on vacation. Hope we have good weather.
Yesterday (Mon.) was clean up day. Pretty routine day. Went to work in the morning. Did not start until 9 o'clock which is somewhat unusual. I usually start driving at 6 am. Had exercise in the afternoon and K of C meeting in the evening
Anxious to leave for Nags Head on vacation. Hope we have good weather.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Restarting the blog
Here it is Aug of 07 and nothing has been published since Sept of 06. How dedicated is that. I have decided that I am going to come out and go public ! Does that scare you ?
Now that you are over the shock what I mean is that I am going to make the blog public. I really doubt that anyone who comes here besides family is not likely to return. Here is how you get to it: www.startingat70.blogspot.com.
As you can see I was 70 when this all started. I did not have any real objective in the beginning. For some time now I have been thinking how neat it would be to read something my grand father was doing on any particular day in his life, or that of my great great grandfather. I never knew either of my grandfathers. One died before I was born and the other when I was 1 year old. I have decided to chronicle some of the days of my life so that in the year 2056 when Ethan is 50 years old ( I will either be gone or 121 years old) , you can stop laughing now, if he wants to he can see what was happening in his grandpas day.
The only problem with this is not knowing what will be the medium of communications then. Will this computer thing have gone the way of the cassette. Will they be asking "what was a vcr tape". I guess it will be up to you Moms and Dads to preserve whatever is written in these pages.
If Ethan is able to read this when he is 50 that would be the same as my being able to read something my great grandfather wrote in 1915. He was John Wesley Collier b:1855 I do not have the date of his death. He would be Ethan's GGGG Grandfather.
Well I guess thats enough for a new beginning. Talk with you all later. Next week NAGS HEAD. Hooray.
Now that you are over the shock what I mean is that I am going to make the blog public. I really doubt that anyone who comes here besides family is not likely to return. Here is how you get to it: www.startingat70.blogspot.com.
As you can see I was 70 when this all started. I did not have any real objective in the beginning. For some time now I have been thinking how neat it would be to read something my grand father was doing on any particular day in his life, or that of my great great grandfather. I never knew either of my grandfathers. One died before I was born and the other when I was 1 year old. I have decided to chronicle some of the days of my life so that in the year 2056 when Ethan is 50 years old ( I will either be gone or 121 years old) , you can stop laughing now, if he wants to he can see what was happening in his grandpas day.
The only problem with this is not knowing what will be the medium of communications then. Will this computer thing have gone the way of the cassette. Will they be asking "what was a vcr tape". I guess it will be up to you Moms and Dads to preserve whatever is written in these pages.
If Ethan is able to read this when he is 50 that would be the same as my being able to read something my great grandfather wrote in 1915. He was John Wesley Collier b:1855 I do not have the date of his death. He would be Ethan's GGGG Grandfather.
Well I guess thats enough for a new beginning. Talk with you all later. Next week NAGS HEAD. Hooray.
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