Thursday, October 1, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
It doesn't snow very often in Wenonah, NJ and when it snows it doesn't last long. Each snow leaves an impression. Lately you can go a whole winter without a good snowstorm.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Another name that railroad is the Jersey Central. Here's the cover of his rules book that shows a crease where he used to fold it to carry in his pocket.
Having suffered such a horrendous accident PopPop was always one to stress safety to his grandchildren.
I looked at the exam card below and wondered why it was so neat and unsigned. It wasn't until I scanned it that I noticed the typo in the name, spelling "Estilow" as "Eastlow." Most likely they typed out a correctly spelled one which he signed and carried. Perhaps they let him have this rather than throw it away.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Deb's paternal grandmother was Olive Helen (Parent) Thomas - she loved to laugh and joke around. She looks pretty serious in this photo but she wasn't always anywhere near this serious.
This photo was taken in the livingroom at 102 N. Monroe Ave. She is wrapped up in a comforter and sitting in the "library" chair that was in the corner of the room to the right of the front door. The photo must have been taken late in the day because the sun is coming in through the sun room windows and the French doors (which were usually open) and lighting the right side of her her face.
MomMom was a stickler for having things clean. Years ago she made the mistake of buying a red wool rug for her livingroom. She was always vacuuming and cleaning that rug because both light colored and dark colored soil showed up on it. We hardly ever spent any time in her livingroom for fear of getting it dirty - but you had to pass through the livingroom to get to her sun room with the fireplace.
The rug was made too well to wear out and soil never stopped landing on it. If I ever see a livingroom photo from her house that shows the rug I will add it.
She was born June 8, 1910 in Millville, NJ and died just after Christmas in 1985. She had been in a nursing home for quite a while before passing away. Her husband Ernie went to visit her every day. For all the time that I knew her she lived at 50 N. Fernwood Ave in Pitman, NJ. It was big white house with a large side yard. The house was so big that they made an apartment and rented the upstairs out.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
On the top left is a photo most likely taken by Deb's grandmother, Helen Estilow. The date on the photo is 1961. It could have been taken in 1960. That car looks like one that Mommom Estilow used to have. I enlarged the old house photo even more - you can see a wagon and some duck cut outs under the mulberry bush. Mom used to hate the mulberry bush. The berries tasted great but we would walk on them in our bare feet and then track red stain all over.
On the top right is the house in 1965 or 1966.
Bottom left Deb is pulling neighbor Michele Hood on a sled. Bottom right Dee is sitting on the steps.
That's Roger in the morning - about 8 or 9 years old. He was not always bright eyed and bushy tailed!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Here's a neat wagon story that I was inspired to write after reading that one of Debbie's classmates, Chris DeHart, was a member of a family that built wagons in South Jersey until motorized trucks came along - at which time they switched to trucks and still build them.
My grandfather who was 77 at the time rubbed his chin and said that he hadn't been in there in about 50 years. He wouldn't have gone in then but he was driving down the road out front on a dark night in an old car with poor lights and he clipped the wheel of a wagon. The wheel collapsed. He could have driven on - but perhaps preachers were more convincing in those days - so he stopped.
He went inside the hotel and asked the bartender whose wagon it might be. The bartender had no doubt that it belonged to a certain gentleman passed out under one of the tables.
My grandfather left his name and address and told the bartender to please give the information to the man on the floor and he would make good on the wheel.
About a week or two later the fellow came around to my grandfather and asked for payment.
Ernie asked, "How much do I owe you?"
The guy came up with a quote that was about twice the value of the whole wagon.
Ernie said, "Bring a receipt from the man who did the work and I will pay you."
He never saw the guy again.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Recently I found some photos from Pitman, NJ. Deb had a birthday party, took care of her dolls, including bathing them and played on the sidewalk. I don't know who the boy her age was but I am the little blonde boy.
The grandfatherly looking gentleman is PopPop Ernie Thomas. He was a good grandfather to us and spent a lot of time with us.
You can click on the photos to see them in larger versions. Notice that the tractor made it either out to Kewaunee, Wisconsin or back from there.
These were black and white photos scanned in. In some cases the scanner software added some green to the grass!
Our dad was in the Air Force and they had us roasting in Mississippi and freezing in Wisconsin. Here's the only photo that I have ever seen with a Wisconsin label on it. On the back of the photo there's some of my mother's handwriting.
517 Dorelle St
3 1/2 years.