Friday, October 22, 2010

Fifty-Eight Years Is A Long Time...



Boy I have totally lost track of time this week. Isn’t it funny how you get used to a certain schedule and if it changes it totally screws you up. lol  Maybe we are just not as adaptable as we get older. Anyway, it is hard to believe it is time for Flashback Friday already.  If you would like to join in the fun stop by Linda’s at Mocha with Linda and get the prompt for this week, then don’t forget to go back and link up.


This week we are discussing how our family was structured, and jobs around the house.


So here we go:

My mom and dad were married for 58 years when my dad passed away. The last 8 years he spent in the nursing home with Senile Dementia. So yes, I had both my parents most my life. They were very close, if you seen one, you seen the other except when they were working. They enjoyed life. I do not ever remember them fighting, if they did they hid it well.  I don't remember them showing a lot of affection in front of us kids, but once in awhile you would catch dad stealing a kiss when no one was looking, and they did hug quite a bit.

Mom did work outside the home, full-time. She worked hard in a tool and die factory. Dad was a cement laborer in construction. During the winter he was laid off, so he did the household chores, cooked supper, laundry and house cleaning. When he was working mom did it. I kept my room clean and after I was in my teens I did my laundry. Dad did the yard work; I usually mowed the yard for him. He kept the hedges trimmed.

I tried at times to help my mom with cooking and even cleaning but she was always in a hurry and said she could do it faster, so I quit asking. Dad was usually a fix it himself kind of person, he was pretty much a jack-of-all-trades. Very seldom did he pay anyone for repairs. They put paneling throughout the house in Illinois when we lived there and remodeled the bathroom. They also put paneling in the house in Arkansas themselves before they moved in.

My current marriage is somewhat like I was raised. Stan and I are together a lot. We are enjoying life to the fullest and my parents did too. As far as repairs, not so much. Stan worked for the government so he is not to mechanically inclined, so we pay for most of our repairs. But life is good!


Sorry not a lot to share this week. Hope everyone has a wonderful week.


I just have to share: Janice, my daughter got a promotion this week. I am so happy for her. She will be the coordinator for the Underage Drinking Prevention Grant at her office, I am so proud of her!

until next time… nel

7 comments:

  1. It's interesting that our parents' generation didn't openly show affection, but when they were caught stealing a kiss, it was special.

    Congratulations to Janice!

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  2. Congrats to your daughter!

    I always enjoy reading your memories. Loved the "picture" of your dad stealing a kiss!

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  3. Congratulations to your daughter!

    I always enjoy reading your stories too. I hope we get to celebrate 58 years...that's fantastic!

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  4. congrats to your daughter! enjoyed reading about family dynamics, so to speak. neat that your parents had 58 years together; it seems like they had a good relationship and marriage, something that was a great example for you as you were growing up to model in your own marriage :)

    have a great weekend!

    betty

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  5. Hi Nel ~~ I'm adding my congrats to Janice also. Promotions don't come easy now-a-days.

    You have written a good report for us. There were a lot more factory jobs back then. I worked in an Elgin watch factory on the lines for three years starting when I was eighteen. I would install new punch plates in our presses that the die makers had prepared.

    I am glad you had a nice and happy family. Too bad your grandparents were so far away.
    My sister and I were talking about that today (I'm visiting her in Iowa). Mom's parents moved away when I was six or so.
    We visited them once in Missouri about a year later. Then they moved to Oregon and I only saw Grandma once there when I was sixteen. Grandpa had died.
    I saw her again when I was about thirty-six when she visited us.
    ..

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  6. Your dad was very progressive for his era -- helping around the house. Even unemployeed my dad wouldn't have done that, for one thing, he wouldn't have known how! He could make coffee,run the barbecue, and I think he knew how to turn the TV on and off (maybe not since he usually used me as a remote). ;)

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  7. Sounds like a wonderful upbringing and congrats to your daughter!!

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