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On the Street Where You Live…Part 3

18 Aug

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

I lived in that house in Albuquerque until Fred and I married in 1961, then he and I set out on our new adventure of married life.  We moved to Fort Worth, Texas, where Fred was to study at Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary.

SWBTS – Rotunda Credit Google Search and SWBTS website

Since we were both unemployed, and dirt poor, we were able to rent a furnished apartment from the Seminary.

1962 – The Carlson Building – Our apartment complex

1963 – The Carlson Building the year we were snowed in – ours is in the left corner

It consisted of just three rooms: The “living” room, the kitchen, and the bathroom.  Some of the apartments in that complex had a sleeper sofa; ours didn’t have that – we had a bed taking up most of the space.  We also had one four-drawer chest of drawers, one love seat, one chair in that room.

1963 – In the “living” room

One wall, that “connected” us with the apartment next door, was nothing but closets.  It actually had two doors, and a “wall” that divided the closets into two.  That was nice, as Fred had his, and I had mine. It was especially nice since I worked in an office where people smoked, and Fred went to school – his closet was pristine, while mine smelled of cigarette smoke!

The kitchen was small, but had all we needed – a stove, a small refrigerator, cupboards, a sink and a table with four chairs. At one point, we painted that kitchen blue.

Since we were both accustomed to the dry climate of New Mexico, it came as a bit of a shock, to me especially, to find the humidity of Texas.  Whew! was it HOT!! 

Unfortunately, that little apartment was NOT air conditioned. Therefore, we made two purchases as soon as we moved into that apartment:  an ironing board, and a large window fan. 

Credit Google Search and Lasco

It had side panels that allowed the fan to fit completely in the window, and could be screwed into the window frame.  It actually extended into the room itself, so the window could be closed behind it in winter.  At night, we would turn the fan on “exhaust,” open the window in the front room, and let the fan draw the air through the room and across us in the bed. It wasn’t comfortable, but the best we could do.  We couldn’t afford to pay for a window air conditioner, as one of the other tenants did. We just lived with it for the four years we were there.

There was a small space heater in that room. There was the stove in the kitchen that warmed that room when I cooked.  And there was an in-wall electric heater in the bathroom. 

Credit Google Search

 Winters were much cozier than summers.

There was a small storage closet in the bathroom where we kept our cleaning utensils, as well as sheets, towels, toilet paper, etc. The fake tile in the bathroom was green, but easy to keep clean.

There were a total of six apartments in that small complex – four were like ours, and the two in the middle were just a little bigger, with a separate bedroom.  Again, being student poor, we couldn’t afford that luxury.

All that cost us $63.00 per month, but if we paid it by the first of each month, we got a 10% discount – all the way down to $56.70 per month!  We made sure we paid it by the first of each month!  The only other expenses we had were the telephone and food.  Our food budget was $10.00 per week, which included one night out.  We were able to live very cheaply, thank goodness.  Of course, those were the days where we ate at home nearly every meal, so that helped.

~~~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

On the Street Where You Live-Part 2

11 Aug

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

Our little house in Albuquerque had three bedrooms and one bath. 

It had some neat features, too.  Such as the “corner” shelves in the hallway, right opposite my brother’s bedroom.  Mother had some knick-knacks there, as well as the telephone.  She kept a large basket there, where we placed the daily newspapers when we were finished with them. 

1959 – Judy on the phone – oh to be that thin again! Notice the dial telephone, and the newspaper basket on the floor

Back in those days (1950’s) we only had one telephone, and early on, it was a party-line!  I remember when we were given a phone number with letters and numbers, i.e. CHapel X-XXXX (no area code then).  You had to hunt for the CH on the number pad and dial that before the numbers. The powers-that-be finally realized that it was easier just to give the numbers, so the letters went away.

Another neat feature of that house was in the living room.  On the North wall was the fireplace.  The fireplace was bracketed on each side by a low glass-fronted bookcase, and a narrow window centered above each bookcase.

1952 – Judy in front of the fireplace with bookcases and windows. Must have been Christmas time with all those cards

1960 – A good picture of the fireplace, bookcase and window. We surprised Daddy in this picture. The mirror over the mantle now hangs above the mantle in our daughter’s house

The tops of the bookcases and the fireplace mantle provided space for some interesting things…such as my fish bowl – when I had guppies.  The mantle was the place for mom’s collection of cups and saucers.  What was funny about that was that our cat, Boots, would jump up there and walk among the cups and saucers – and not once did he knock over anything!  And he was a BIG cat!  With lots of fur!  Amazing.

1959 – Boots with Trixie, Aunt Jessie’s pug

I’ve mentioned in other posts that we had a door from the kitchen to the back yard that also led to the detached garage.  It had a screen door, and a doorbell.  When the doorbell was pushed, it gave a very different sound than the front doorbell.  So we always knew just which door we should answer.  

1948 – Daddy with Bill and me-The back door

There was storage space at the end of the bedroom hallway that held quite a bit of stuff.  There was a large door that opened to shelves.  Mother kept sheets and towels there, as I remember.  And under that door were drawers.  That was basically the storage for the entire house. But we didn’t have as much “stuff” then as we do now, so it was quite sufficient for us.

1952 – Judy and new doll in front of the storage cabinet and drawers

When approaching the house from the street, the doorbell was on the outside of the screen door.  And then you entered a screened-in porch before you approached the front door to the house.  In summer Bill or I would put up cots on the porch and sleep out there.  The windows in the living room looked to the East, so we were treated to the “purple mountains” every evening when the sun was setting.  I really miss that view.

This picture also shows the large East windows, where we could see the mountains.

The doorways from the living room led one way to the hallways that went to the bedrooms and bathroom.  Leading the other way entered into the dining room and the kitchen.  They were doorways, but open and curved at the top. See the curved-top doorway behind Bill.

1952 – The Lites Family

The dining room was a slender room.  The table and chairs were pushed up against one wall (the one with windows), and the buffet was pushed up against the opposite wall.  At the kitchen end of the room was matching tall sideboard.  Whenever we ate at that table, we had to pull it out from the wall, and squeeze by it to get anything from the kitchen.  I guess the word today would be “cozy.”

1956 – must be Thanksgiving dinner.

L-R: DiVoran, Bill, Judy, DiVoran’s brother David, Daddy ready to carve at the end, Granny, Dora DiVoran’s mother, Mom.

The kitchen was interesting – one wall was cabinets (which my mother painted pink at one time) and a window.  The sink and under cabinets were there, as well.  The stove was on one side, with the refrigerator on the other.  There was a table and four chairs in there where we usually ate our meals.  Daddy traveled a lot, so frequently it was just Mom, Bill and myself.  It was tight, but it worked.

1959 – Granny holding Trixie. Boots looking for a treat. Notice the pink cabinets, stove to the left.

~~~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

On the Street Where You Live

4 Aug

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

Now that’s a familiar tune, isn’t it?  One of my favorites from My Fair Lady.  Fred suggested that I write about the places we’ve lived, and I thought it to be a good idea,  since a lot of these “memories” I write about are for our descendants.  So here we go.

To start with myself, I was born in Dallas, Texas.  For some reason, I can remember the address of that house quite well – it just seems to resonate with my brain.  I’ve never been back to Dallas to see that house, although I’ve looked it up on Zillow.  Looks like it has been well taken care of by all those who have owned the house.  They even have a swimming pool in the back yard! Wow!  In that Texas heat, they probably need it.  I have some pictures of the house – front, back, and the bedrooms Bill and I had, but I have no memory of it.

Judy in front of our house

My brother, Bill

Backyard, Bill, Judy and Aunt Jessie

Now there’s a house I remember!  Daddy went to Albuquerque before we did (Mom, Bill and I) and purchased the house.

We lived in it the entire time I was growing up, and Mom lived in it after Daddy died, and until she and my step-dad moved into an apartment in their later years. It was a neat little house with three bedrooms and one bath.  Oh how we ALL wished for more than one bathroom!!  Daddy kept threatening to add another one as we were growing up!  But he never did.  

According to Zillow, it has 1,065 square feet of living space.  Considering the houses Fred and I have lived in, in the past 30 years, that is really small.  But it didn’t seem small to us – it was just right.  It was built in 1940, and we purchased it in 1945.  The lot size is 6,251 square feet.  The front yard was not huge, but the back yard was much larger. 

While a bit of a double exposure, it shows the size of the front yard. Mother talking with our neighbor, Leon, and granddaughter, Charlene

Our backyard.  Smokey, Bill & DiVoran’s dog

One addition they did make was a patio between the house and the detached garage. It had a roof over it, and because it was facing West and the sun was there in the evenings, they had a long roll-down shade on that West side.  We had many meals out on that patio.  It actually attached to the garage, which was nice.  Mom and Dad set up a picnic table with bench seats, for our meals.  A couple of lounge chairs and we were set.

A birthday meal on the patio – Mom, Aunt Lillie and Granny

On the patio – Judy with Boots, DiVoran with Smokey under her chair

Part of the patio – Our cat, Boots, liked to sleep in the flowerbed

The detached garage was neat.  It consisted of three rooms – a storage room, the laundry room with washer (never did get a dryer – we had clothes lines for that) with a small space heater, and later a large standing freezer, and the last room was for the car.  There was a full-width shelf above the car space that was always full of Mom and Dad’s “stuff.”  

~~~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Artwork

28 Jul

Sunday Memories

Judy Wills

I don’t have much “taste” when it comes to artwork.  I suppose I don’t have an “eye” for quality artwork, but, as the saying goes:  I know what I like, and what I don’t like.

Consequently, Fred and I have gathered artwork for our house throughout our married life that we like and enjoy.  It might not be what a lot of people would call quality, but it suits us and we are pleased with it.

I remember once, when Fred and I and our girls went to Washington D.C. for a visit. One of the places we visited was the Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden, as part of the Smithsonion Museums. As we walked through the museum, I was appalled at some of the paintings we saw there.  With respect to those who appreciate that type of art – my thought was that some of those artists had to be on some kind of hallucinating drug to see life that way.  Bizarre! After spending quite a few hours there, we all decided that we would not include that museum in our touring of D.C. again.  

When Fred and I (and Karen as a baby) lived in Wiesbaden, Germany, many starving artists would come around the American housing and attempt to sell their wares.  One came to our door once.  The artist had quite a few of her paintings – all the same theme but in different color tones.  I really liked the one she had in blue tones.  But her price was way out of our budget.  We kept telling her, we were very sorry but we just couldn’t afford that painting.  She kept lowering her price.  We kept resisting.  She finally, in desperation, gave us her final price – one that we really could afford. And so we purchased the painting from her.  It still hangs in our house, and we enjoy it.

While not really “artwork” per se, there is another one we have hanging that we enjoy.  It took me many years to get framed and hung, but we like it.  We had visited the Gutenberg Museum while in Germany, and I had purchased this copy of a page of the Gutenberg Bible.  I had it framed and hung in Fred’s office at the church here in Orlando.  It now hangs in our guest bedroom.

Another type of “artwork” is a cross stitch work that a friend of ours in Virginia did for us.  I had seen her do one for a friend in our church who was moving, and asked her to do one for us, which she did.  She was very talented with this – something I can’t do – and so I think of her every time I see it, or dust the frame.  She’s gone home to be with the Lord now, so it is very special to me.

When our Aunt Jessie died, and we were going through her things to see what we each would like to have of hers, we came upon an Oriental “scroll” that was just beautiful.  Much as I thought I would like to have it, I had no idea what I would do with it, or where I would hang in on a wall.  Fortunately, my brother, Bill, said he would like it.  He took it, had it framed, and it is hanging in the entryway of their house. It is stunning.  I’m so glad he took it – it’s exactly in the right place. And it is, indeed, artwork.

Thanks to DiVoran Lites

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Let’s Play a Game-Make Up a Name

21 Jul

Sunday Memories

Judy Wills

I have some quirky habits – well, I suppose most people do.  But for some reason, when we are stopped at a traffic light, I look at the cars around us – specifically their license tags – and try to make up words for them.

I think I started doing that with our own license tags, just so I could remember them if or when I would need to give that information to someone, such as the DMV or at a hotel where we stayed.

For instance, one of our tags in Virginia was QRI-727.  What would you make of that?  Well, my thought was:  query (or question)? Is that a 727 airplane?

We had one tag here in Florida that was UNH-935. Since we attended (and Fred graduated from) the University of New Mexico, thus UNM, that was fairly easy: University of New Hampshire-935.  Get the picture?  I just wish Fred had asked the clerk to pull one that had UNM on it! 

Okay, let’s do a test-run.  See what you can make out of the following (that I made up):

            Y25-JVP

and     Y75-KPD

For the first one, I would have said:  Year25-John Victor Patrick

And the second one:   Year75-Kissimmee Police Department

            (That one was easy, since I have two friends who work at the KPD)

Then there are the vanity plates.  I have a lot of fun with them.  There was a married couple we knew in Texas who had Mopsy on her car, and Popsy on his.

And then I saw one vanity plate with just one word on it:   ytteb   I had a difficult time figuring that one out – until I spelled it backwards.  I’m assuming the driver’s name is: Betty.

We had one Air Force license tag that said AGPOP.

Really easy to remember.  Unfortunately, Florida law says that military plates have to be changed out every 10 years.  I can’t imagine who made up that law.  All it does is create more paperwork for some government agency, that is totally unnecessary. But that’s the government for you.

Below are some sample license plates from Florida’s License plate designs

I guess the one that really inspired me to do this word search, was while we were living in Virginia.  I was stopped behind a car that the license plate had the words: I SOIF.  That one had me baffled.  Soif?  Soif? What in the world is soif?  Then, as I began looking at the back window decals – and the bumper stickers – of the car, I realized that I was looking at all kinds of surfboards!  Okay…now I get it – I SOIF means I SURF.  The guy in the car was a surfer.

Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay

So….has this inspired you to take a new look at license plates and try to figure out words?  It’s a fun thing to do, and Fred gets quite tickled at some of the ones I come up with. Give it a try.  You just might like it – and it helps pass the time when traveling.

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

A Block in Each Hand

16 Jul

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

I really must brag a little bit here…you will understand as this missive progresses.

Our oldest daughter, Karen, was born in Wiesbaden, West Germany.  She was already on-the-way when we flew over there for Fred’s Air Force assignment.  We were absolutely thrilled that she made her appearance pretty much on schedule.

I have a picture of her – and a cute memory – of an occurrence when she was seven months old. 

She wasn’t walking yet – or talking yet – but she looovvvved her Daddy.

I had her sitting on our bed this one particular instance and was talking to her, when Fred happened to walk past the bedroom doorway.  He did NOT come into the room.  Karen saw him walk by, and reached out her arm, as if to say – DADDY…COME HERE!  And here’s that picture.

Karen – 7 months old, Wiesbaden, Germany

I’m not quite sure just when I learned the following “trick” for when children are learning to walk, and whether or not I used it with our two girls, but somewhere along the line, I learned to do this, and have passed it along to many new mothers and fathers.  I thought I had told both of our girls when their children were growing up, but neither remembers me telling them about it.

To describe it:  I might have mentioned in previous postings that Fred and I have a great-grandson, Silas. 

Silas – 8 months old

Karen and her husband, Brian, get to see him quite often – about once a week, as they go to Forrest and Alyssa’s house to “babysit” so Forrest and Alyssa can have some time off and together time.

Forrest, Alyssa and Silas

Recently, while they were babysitting, Karen did a “duo” cell phone call with us, where we can see that adorable great-grandson of ours, and he can see us. He was a busy little bee that day. He also had one of those push-type toys that he was pushing and walking behind throughout the house.  At one point, Silas took Brian’s fingers in his little hand and began to “walk” around the house.

And so – here comes the “trick” – I mentioned to Karen and Brian that they – or Forrest and Alyssa – should put a block in each of his hands, and he would walk! He thinks that he is holding on to something or someone, and it gives him the assurance that he can really walk!

Credit Pixabay

And what to our surprise, but Karen sent us a VERY short (six seconds!) video of Silas walking – with a block in each hand!!  She said they had suggested it to Forrest and Alyssa, and they actually did it.  And they gave me credit for the suggestion!  (That’s where the bragging part comes in!)

So…if ever you or someone you know wants to encourage a small child to “walk” without help – just put a block in each hand – and watch them go!  It really works!

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

An Expensive Fish

7 Jul

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

I would like to tell you about an event Fred and I had while we were in Germany.  As it happens, this took place in the same place where Fred and his family stopped back in the 1940’s.  From his posts he wrote about a trip he and his family took:

I remember one of the places we stopped was in a little town called Scherpenzeel [Holland].  I was really taken aback while we were there – not only there but other places in Holland, just in driving around, we would see many, many women out in front of their house or the place where they worked, actually scrubbing the outside of their building – to keep it clean!  I don’t think I’ve ever seen that any place else where I’ve lived.  We stayed in a little inn there, which was called the DeWitte Holevoet, and I think, as I recall, we even ate there.

Hotel DeWitte in Scherpenzeel – 1948

1948 – Hotel DeWitte – Kitty and Emily (by the door) – Scherpenzeel, Holland

While Fred and I were in Germany (Wiesbaden, 1967-1970), we hired a church couple to take care of Karen (she was only two years old) while we did a road trip.  On that road trip, we also stopped in Scherpenzeel, Holland.  Fred remembered the trip he and his family had taken, and the Hotel DeWitte where they stayed and had meals.  So we thought it would be a fun memory for him to eat there again.

Hotel DeWitte in Scherpenzeel – Credit Google Search and tripadvisor

We stopped and looked for a menu for the restaurant.  First rule of thumb when eating out:  never…NEVER…NEVER eat at a restaurant if the menu isn’t posted – that means it is ultra-expensive!  And so, even though we couldn’t find a menu, we decided to eat there, anyway.  Big Mistake!!

When we were given the menu in the restaurant, we swallowed our pride and ordered a fish dinner.  We knew it was going to be expensive, but had no idea just HOW expensive.  Unfortunately, I don’t remember the exact amount, but it was so expensive that it was our “splurge” for the entire trip!  

And then we waited…and waited….and waited…and WAITED.  After about an hour or so, they finally brought the fish out on a platter – the WHOLE fish!  They had actually gone out and caught the fish after we had ordered it, de-scaled it, and then cooked it whole – head and all!  Well, okay, it was REALLY fresh!

Credit Pixabay

In all our other travels in Holland – and many years later with our daughters with us – we never again ate there.  It had changed from a hotel and restaurant, to a gourmet restaurant with a few rooms to let!

We learned our lesson about eating at a place that has no menu displayed!

As a side note – in researching the sites for pictures of this beautiful hotel and restaurant, I was saddened to see that they are “permanently closed.”  No explanation was given.  Unfortunate, since most, if not all, reviews were highly complementary.

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Cooper

30 Jun

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

Have you ever thought about your family name? Where did it come from?  Has it been changed or “revised” through the ages?

My family name has done just that.  One of my father’s siblings did a genealogy research some years ago, and found the name of our original immigrant from Germany in the 1700’s.  The original name was Leitzinger.  I have so much regret that I wasn’t that interested in genealogy while we spent those six years in Germany to do any searching on my own.  Time wasted.

In any case, Leitzinger was changed to Leitsey, and eventually down to Lites, which is my maiden name…as well as my brother’s name.  I kind of like it – it is unusual, and there are many, many relatives throughout the United States.

But that brings me back to my topic – Cooper. Did you know that, back in the Middle Ages (and probably before), people were named for their occupation?

The blacksmith in the village was called “Smith.” 

Credit to Pixabay and Image by jacqueline macou

The baker was called “Baker.”

Credit to Pixabay and Image by jacqueline macou

The one who fashioned crockery was the “Potter.”

Credit to Pixabay and Image by cstibi

The one who worked with stone was the “Mason.”

Credit to Pixabay and Image by Henryk Niestrój

The one who made your clothing was the “Tailor.”

Credit to Pixabay and Image by Erik Lyngsøe

The one who made rugs and tapestry was the “Weaver.”

Credit to Pixabay and Image by Sabine van Erp

 And so on. However, the one I want to talk about today is the Cooper.  

Credit to Pixabay and Image by kaufcom

According to Google search and ThoughtCo. – The surname Cooper is an English occupational name for one who made and sold casks, buckets and tubs. The name derives from the Middle English couper, cowper, adapted from Middle Dutch kuper, a derivative of kup, meaning “tub” or “container.” Cooper may also be an Anglicized version of a similar sounding surname such as the Dutch Kuiper, or the Jewish Kupfer or Kupper.

What brought this to mind, was that I learned about “cooper” while we visited Colonial Williamsburg many years ago.  Since then, I have seen several restaurants named “Cooper” or Cooper’s” – and the symbol on the restaurant sign is a barrel.  I mentioned that to my mother once, while I was visiting her in Albuquerque. We saw a sign for “The Cooperage ” and it had the barrel on it.  She had no idea. 

Credit Google Search and the cooperage website

 Even Cracker Barrel uses the barrel in their sign:

And so, even today, when I see the name “Cooper” I visualize a barrel.   I just found that to be interesting.  Perhaps not to you, but it is to me.

Credit to Pixabay and  Image by Herm

The large cask in the Heidelberg Castle – large enough to have a dance floor on top. Fred says he has walked on top, and his parents danced on it.

Credit to Pixabay andImage by K. H. J. / MCI.

Old postcard drawing.  It holds 221,726 liters of wine.

The large cask in the Heidelberg Castle – large enough to have a dance floor on top.

Think about your surname – see if you can find where it came from – and where your ancestors are from.  Interesting stuff.

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Happy Anniversary

23 Jun

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

Fred:  June 20, 2019 was our 58th anniversary.  This is how it all began:  

 In the Fall of 1957, Fred enrolled in the University of New Mexico in Albuquerque. 

Fred’s dorm – Mesa Vista dorm – UNM

Sandia mountains, East of Albuquerque – Credit Google Search

In February of 1958, he joined the First Baptist Church in Albuquerque, where Judy had been attending since she was four years old. 

First Baptist Church, Albuquerque credit Google Search

Sometime later, Fred joined the Sanctuary Choir, which is where he became aware of Judy, who was also in the choir.  

 In the Fall of 1958, at the Baptist Student Union (BSU) center on the UNM campus, in a planning meeting for the upcoming BSU Conference in Portales, NM, 

Photo credit Jimmy Emerson

Judy became aware of Fred, while riding in the same car from Albuquerque to Portales (four hour trip).  After the group arrived in Portales (ENMU),

Credit Google Search and ENMU website

and signed in at the hotel, a group of about 10 drove Fred to his parent’s home on Cannon AFB, near Clovis, NM (18 miles away). 

Credit Google Search and http://www.abqjournal.com

 We all rode in our Bible teacher’s Studebaker Champion.

Barbara, Fred, and Coach with his Studebaker Champion – October 1958, leaving the convention

Because there were 10 of us, we had to “double up” and Judy sat on Fred’s lap for that distance.

 Later that Fall, the church youth department, sponsored a hay ride, and Judy asked Fred to go with her…and he did.  This was Fred’s first date with anybody, since he had been a confirmed bachelor!

After this, we dated casually for about one year,

1959 – Albuquerque, NM

and after a lot of prayer and soul-searching, Fred decided Judy was the “right one” for him, so he went to Judy’s father, and asked him for permission to marry his daughter, Judy.  He said “yes.”  With her father’s blessing, I asked Judy to marry me, and – hallelujah!– she said “yes.”

From the beginning of our relationship, we were both committed to the “True Love Waits” concept, before it became popular.  We were convinced our Creator and Lord knew what was best for us.

 We were engaged for over a year-and-a-half before we were married, since we and our parents agreed it would be better for at least one of us to have a college degree.

We married on June 20, 1961….and the rest is history!  And thus began year one.

Judy:   I remember going to work with the Draft Board in Fort Worth, Texas, where we had moved after the wedding.  When our first anniversary was approaching, I was able to take the day off (without pay) and Fred and I went to Six Flag Over Texas, which is between Dallas and Fort Worth. It was our first time at that amusement park, and we played the entire day.  It was great!

Credit Google Search and Six Flags website

 I don’t have a lot of memories of too many of our anniversaries, but that first one stands out.  Since we’ve been in Florida, we have made it a “habit” to stay at the Shades of Green resort on Disney property, and do one park each day.  However, since we are getting older, the heat really affects us, and we decided not to do that on this anniversary.  Instead, we drove over to Titusville and spent time with my brother, Bill and his wonderful wife, DiVoran. 

We four then went to our favorite seafood restaurant in Titusville – Dixie Crossroads – for lunch.  

Credit Google Search and Dixie Crossroads website

We shared a wonderful meal with them, and then headed home.  It was a lovely, quiet, day, and we treasured each other all day long.

 58 years as a married couple – plus three years getting to know each other. That’s a true landmark.  We are grateful to God for bringing us together. We placed Him in the very middle of our lives together at the beginning, and He has never let us down.

May the Lord direct your hearts into God’s love and Christ’s perseverance.

2 Thessalonians 3:5

JUDYJudy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years
 
Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing.
Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.
 
After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.
 
She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins.
 
She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Father’s Day

16 Jun

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

I was going to write something for Father’s Day 2019, but when re-reading my post for Father’s Day 2018, realized that I couldn’t say anything better.  So, with your indulgence, I’ll just re-post what I wrote last year, with a few additions at the end:

I have written about Father’s Day in previous years, and sometimes feel that I’ve written just about all there is to tell about my father, and Fred’s father.  I know that isn’t true – I can’t put a lifetime of memories in just one posting. And so as I think of other things along the way that each of those men said or did, it makes a good memory for me to pass along.

I was blessed with a Christian daddy, and the love of God that he instilled in me.  Of course, his job entailed working in the church-related side of life.  But he loved it, and did a wonderful job of it. He was quite dedicated to his job and his Lord.

1942 – Dallas, Texas Daddy, Bill, Judy, Mom

Fred was blessed with a Christian daddy, as well. His dad was a military chaplain when I met him, and served 28 years in the military as a chaplain.  He had a tremendous love of God and country, and passed that along to Fred.

1946 – Columbus, New Jersey Kitty holding Larry, Charles holding Sally. Emily and Fred standing

But there are more “Fathers” in my life, not just my father and father-in-law.  My husband is a father, and has been a solid rock for our family to cling to.  His love of God and country is recognized by many – those he’s worked with in his past military days, and those he worked with in retirement.  He was the Church Administrator at our church for just about 13 years.  He was and is still highly respected by those in the congregation, as well as the vendors he dealt with in the up-keep of the church facility.  The vendors sometimes still ask to talk to Fred, rather than the current administrator. 

Fred, Judy, Karen and Janet – 1976 – Panama City, Florida

Fred has loved God for so long, and deeply, and he has been able to share that love with his daughters.  They learned to love God, as well, from him.  They learned that loving God is more than just attending church on Sundays.  They looked at Fred and realized that loving God is living a life dedicated to God – every day of his life.  He is just amazing, and I love him.

My brother, Bill, is another man of God.  He has led his family with faith in our loving Lord, to the belief in Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior.  His life – and the life of his family – show the love of man for family and man for God.  I am so proud to be his sister, and to share the love of God with him.

 Bill, DiVoran, Bill and Charlene – 1985 – Titusville, Florida

We have two sons-in-law, both of whom are God-fearing/God-loving men.  They lead their families with love and care and protection.  We are grateful.

Brian and Karen, 2010

Tom, Janet, Hannah and Connor – Christmas 2017

Finally, one of our grandsons is now a father.  He is a very loving and spiritual man, and I am sure that, with his wife by his side, he will show the love of God to his new son (our first great-grandchild).  

Forrest, Alyssa and Silas, Easter 2019

Well, what more can I say?  We are surrounded by the love of God and we couldn’t be happier with that situation.  God has placed us with loving people.  We are blest.

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. Ephesians 1:3

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY

 
 
JUDYJudy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years
 
Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing.
Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.
 
After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.
 
She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins.
 
She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.
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