I have been researching our family tree for some time now. This has brought me to a better understanding of who I am..a romantic Southern gal, just seeking the forgotten times and her history..Follow along as I find the nest or come up with just a hand full of feathers...
"We shape our lives not by what we carry with us, but what we leave behind."
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My Grandmother was a happy soul. She looked for the silver lining in every cloud. And for that I am appreciative. She taught me how to enjoy life's every moment. She taught me how to laugh at myself and to not take things so seriously. She showed me that life need not be spent with a frown on your face.
She was the "Keeper" in the family.
She kept her sweet memories and tokens of happy times close to her.
She showed me the importance of remembering.
She was gentle, grand lady.
This is a tiny snapshot of her and a friend. The picture is not even an inch square. I did not realize that they had these types of booth pictures way back in the 1920's. She kept that tiny token of a happy time, for all those years.
The beau in the picture is simply labeled "Cliff Dedmon". If you recognize this handsome fellow, please let me know.
Grandma. Ethel Leigh Blanton Parrott
She kept this Valentine card that was given to her by my parents.
The card must be circa 1956.
Stored in it's envelope, neatly. Tucked into the top dresser drawer with other treasures she kept.